Chapter 1 How to be Mrs. He?

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It's night.

Mu Jiao angrily waved all the things on the table to the ground, and scolded sharply: "I don't agree!

She has never been so angry, and her self-proclaimed good emotions have been ignited by this man's words and sentences.

The man sat on the chair, leaning on the back of the chair, leaning on the armrest with one hand, under a handsome and uncast face, there was a calm look, and his cold eyes as cold as the moon swept lightly towards Mu Jiao.

He didn't speak, but he still exuded a powerful aura around him.

Mu Jiao, who was pressed, gasped fiercely, and emphasized again: "I said that I would not marry you, and that thing was not done by me." ”

"You killed someone. ”

Mu Jiao lowered his eyes, and his slender hand suddenly clenched his fists: "I didn't do what I said, it's not me." ”

A man's patience is limited, and he has given her a lot of opportunities.

As soon as Mu Jiao's words fell, the man stretched out his long arm to hold her wrist and pulled her to his lap, and then ignored Mu Jiao's resistance, picked her up and threw her on the bed.

"What are you going to do, let go of me!" Mu Jiao resisted loudly, but the man pressed her under him, pinched her delicate face, lifted her skirt, and entered desperately......

A piercing bell rang, Mu Jiao suddenly opened his eyes, his body tensed for a few seconds, and he realized that it was just a dream just now, turned over, and reached the mobile phone on the bedside table.

"Hey?" she got up and leaned back to the head of the bed, raising her hand and rubbing her brow.

"Young grandmother, Madame reminds you to go to the central hospital for a physical examination at ten o'clock today. ”

As the housekeeper Sven spoke, Mu Jiao raised his cold eyes and looked at the time, at nine o'clock, he answered lightly and hung up the phone.

After washing, she also wore a silk nightdress and a knitted cardigan, and went downstairs in a hurry, ready to make herself a cup of coffee.

There is such a thing as a physical examination almost once a month, and she doesn't feel that there is anything anymore, and it is natural for her to get used to it.

As soon as she reached the first floor, the sound of the sweet dead man continued to reach her ears.

"Ah Kai, I want to go to Cui Xiangju to eat their dragon beard noodles at noon, can you accompany me?"

Wen Qianqian's voice was soft and soft, as if she could pinch out water.

Looking at the past from Mu Jiao's perspective, He Yankai put one arm around her, and his slender and bony hands were caressing her hair from time to time, intimate like a couple in love.

Mu Jiao's mood sank, but his calm face did not make waves.

I only heard his cello-like voice come out: "Okay, I'll go with you." ”

He has always been silent, and his voice is always cold, but he is always so gentle and gentle to Wen Qianqian.

Wen Qianqian is very happy, I have to say that this woman has a very seductive face, her eyes always seem to be innocent, and her face is harmless.

Mu Jiao glanced at it lightly, just in time to meet the gaze she cast, she almost imperceptibly hooked the corner of her lower lip, and said softly: "Jiaojiao, let's go together at noon, don't you also like to eat dragon beard noodles the most." ”

He Yankai didn't move, one hand played with Wen Qianqian's hair intentionally or unintentionally, Mu Jiao couldn't see his expression clearly at this time, but she still walked over unfazed.

skillfully and elegantly brewed coffee for himself, picked up the mug and just took a sip, before he said in a cold voice: "Let's eat dragon beard noodles next time." ”

She looked at He Yankai indifferently, looked at He Yankai's handsome face, and said word by word: "Your mother wants us to go for a physical examination, and there is still half an hour before the appointment time." ”

It was obvious to see that Wen Qianqian's face had changed, she sat up straight, lowered her eyes, and said as if she had made a mistake: "Jiaojiao, I didn't know you were going to check, I'm sorry." ”

Timid and cautious, as if Mu Jiao had given her a great sin.

Mu Jiao frowned almost imperceptibly, and was about to ignore it and go upstairs, the matter was explained, what He Yankai did was his He Yankai's business, and it had nothing to do with her.

But just as she was about to leave, He Yankai suddenly opened his mouth and coldly ordered: "Stop." ”

Concise but unmistakable.

Mu Jiao moved his eyebrows: "How ......" Before he finished speaking, with a snap, He Yankai threw the things he was holding on the coffee table.

She hadn't noticed it before, but now she looked over and looked at it, and her heart sank.

Scattered on the coffee table are photos one by one, in which she is hooked shoulder to shoulder with a wealthy businessman, with an ambiguous demeanor, and it is her Mu Jiao who pushes the cup and changes the lamp.

Looking at the scene, it seems that she was invited to participate as a representative of the group at the charity dinner two days ago, and she just had a glass of wine with her old acquaintances.

Mu Jiao pursed the corners of his lips, cold and silent, He Yankai's angular face was dyed with a cold color, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "That's how you became Mrs. He?"

Word by word, clear reprimand, the surrounding atmosphere instantly became solidified, as if frozen by the cold.

Mu Jiao was silent for a long time, and then laughed to himself: "Is Mr. He joking? How did I become Mrs. He, you don't know?"

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