Chapter 19: Irony

He wants to see how Qiao Nianxi's woman will live? In the end, it was not that I wanted to divorce him.

It was the first time someone dared to provoke him like this.

It's ridiculous.

Huo Beichen's eyes were a little more mocking, and he walked towards the master bedroom, he was looking forward to tomorrow.

In the second bedroom.

Mosin lay on the bed thinking about it, still touching the pistol in his hand, his eyes slightly colder.

She estimated that Huo Beichen would not let her go in the future, after all, she provoked him......

With a strong sense of vigilance, he never let go of the pistol and fell asleep very lightly.

In the master bedroom of the mansion.

As soon as Huo Beichen sat down, the phone rang, and when he saw the caller ID, he twisted his eyebrows, and a few traces of fierceness crossed his eyes.

picked it up, and the nonchalant male voice came from the opposite side, quipping: "Huo Gongzi, when will you take out your newly married young grandmother?" ”

The corners of Huo Beichen's lips hooked up a sarcastic smile, and he said softly lazily: "What? Rob my woman? ”

Gu Jing pursed his lips and narrowed his peach blossom eyes, he didn't expect Huo Beichen to poke his face directly and didn't make a detour with him.

opened his mouth and said, "I just want to see the legendary Miss Qiao." ”

The tone was full of freewheeling.

But Huo Beichen knew the viciousness of Gu Jing, and he and Gu Jing had not been in contact for a year or two.

He couldn't forget what this man had done before, and it sent chills down the spine of ordinary people.

"I'll bring her out when I have time." Huo Beichen raised his eyebrows and said in a low and cold voice.

His eyes were getting darker and darker, and he was very curious about the reason why Gu Jing did this.

frowned slightly, it couldn't be that he fell in love with Qiao Nianxi, right?

But as far as he knew, Qiao Nianxi had always stayed in Qiao's house and was well protected by Qiao's family. Moreover, although he claimed that he had a wife, he never said that he was from the Qiao family.

Where did Gu Jing get the news!

His eyes were a little colder, and he called Shen Tezhu, and a hazy voice came from the other side, "President, is there anything wrong?" ”

"You check, has anyone seen Gu Jing recently, I want an answer before tomorrow morning." Huo Beichen commanded coldly, his tone full of unkindness.

Shen Tezhu was stunned and blinked, Gu Jing? How did he come back......?

Listening to the tone of the president of his family, this matter should not be underestimated, and he immediately got out of bed and carefully searched for the monitoring.

Huo Beichen looked at the mobile phone with a black screen, and knocked on the table with his fingers.

He hoped that the man was not the person he thought he was.

The next morning, a ray of light shines through the floor-to-ceiling window onto the quilt.

Sensing the light, Mosin opened his eyes suddenly, sat up, and subconsciously touched the gun next to him.

Just about to touch it, she found that the pistol was in her hand, and the big stone in her heart was slightly lowered.

What surprised her was that Huo Beichen didn't take her gun away and frowned. Does Huo Beichen have any other big moves......

With vigilance and doubt, he cautiously opened the door, looked around, and found no bodyguards, and breathed a sigh of relief.

And Huo Beichen was already sitting at the dining table eating breakfast, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, his face changed slightly.

As soon as Mosin walked to the table, and just as he was about to sit down, he heard a voice like an ice cave, "The servants won't serve you, and you won't be able to eat breakfast." ”

Mo Xin's beautiful eyes couldn't help but widen, and she looked at Huo Beichen incredulously, she should have heard it right, right?

The servants won't serve her?

No wonder this man didn't move at all last night, it turned out that he wanted to torture her mentally.

Pity...... She is not the real Qiao Nianxi, she has become perfect when it comes to cooking and washing clothes.

She nodded, her red lips slightly open, and said lightly, "Oh, I see." ”

Huo Beichen looked at her bland appearance, and the corners of his lips curled.

Miss Qianjin would definitely not be able to stand without the service of the servants, and she did not have much emotional ups and downs.

Mosin just glanced at him and walked towards the kitchen, where the servants were busy with afternoon tea, and when they saw her coming, they were a little weak.

After all, they didn't prepare breakfast for the young grandmother, even if the young master had ordered it, but they still had a little weakness.

Mosin raised his eyes and looked at them, then opened the refrigerator, took out a few random ingredients, and said to the servants, "You guys go out first." ”

When the servants saw her take out the dishes, they were all dumbfounded, and they looked at each other, and they all saw the doubt in their eyes.

And Huo Beichen also heard the movement in the kitchen, twisted his eyebrows, put down the bowl in his hand, and walked into the kitchen with long legs.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Mo Xin skillfully washing the dishes, his brows were tightly locked, his thin lips were slightly opened, and he asked in an unhappy tone: "What are you doing?" Are you going to blow up the kitchen? ”

Mo Xin put down the dish in his hand, turned around, his moist eyes seemed to be full of amorousness, spread his hands, and said casually: "Since you don't let the maid cook for me, then I will cook for myself." ”

Huo Beichen looked at her casual appearance, and there was a wave of anger rising in his heart.

Doesn't this woman know how many pounds and taels she has?

Still cooking?

This may be the funniest joke he, Huo Beichen, has ever heard.

He took a big step up, grabbed her wrist, stared at her tightly, and said in a cold voice, "What the hell are you going to do?" Is it possible to blow up the villa? ”

There was a lot of irony in the tone.

Mo Xin hooked his lips and smiled, without the slightest flustery, and broke his hand away, "President Huo, you just wait for my cooking skills." ”

Seeing that she didn't want to give up at all, Huo Beichen gritted his teeth, his breath suddenly cold, and he turned around and left the kitchen angrily and sat on the dining chair.

He really wanted to see what kind of dishes the young lady who didn't touch the spring water would make.

Mosin didn't care, and cooked seriously.

Twenty minutes passed.

Mosin placed the plate on the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, eating with relish.

Huo Beichen raised his eyes slightly, and saw the fragrant dishes, his eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at Mo Xin who was eating lightly in disbelief.

Frowning, he pointed to the food and asked, "You made this?" ”

Mo Xin smiled, his red lips slightly opened: "What?" President Huo still doesn't believe it? ”

There was irony in her tone.

She actually knew very well that Huo Beichen wanted to see her jokes, but how could she let him get his wish?

Since she has decided to be herself, why should she continue to pretend to be the eldest lady?

Huo Beichen glanced at him coldly, waved his hand and asked the maid to come over.

"Didn't you help her?" Huo Beichen's eyes became more and more cold, and he asked in a low voice.

He really didn't believe that a young lady could cook for herself, and it was delicious.

Unless she's not Miss Daughter.