Turning her head, Su Xiaomi looked at the direction the woman left, and almost couldn't hold the thermos bucket in her hand.

She only felt a chill all over her body.

Every part of this woman's body seemed to tell her that this woman was just doing something unspeakable with the man in the office.

And the person in that office was her husband, who had been married for two years.

This is the first time Su Xiaomi feels that the plots in those novels are actually not far from her......

She subconsciously clasped the thermos bucket in her hand, and all the things in her heart were the plots in the novels she had seen before.

After a long time, she walked to the door of Mo Beixiao's office with heavy steps.

She looked up and looked at the words "President's Office" written on the door number, and felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

Reaching out, she tried to knock on the door, but the hands eventually stopped in mid-air.

She wished it wasn't him, or no one at all.

Since marrying Mo Beixiao, she has been taking care of Mo Beixiao almost every day, so she has never thought about this problem.

However, the previous Mo Beixiao was Mo Beixiao in a wheelchair.

The current Mo Beixiao is a healthy Mo Beixiao who can accomplish many things independently.

But Su Xiaomi never thought about what Mo Beixiao should do if there were other women.

Should I cry or make a fuss, or should I be as quiet as a chicken and pretend I don't know anything?

After all, she is just Mo Beixiao's wife who married home and gave birth to children......

She closed her eyes in pain.

Mo Beixiao's identity, appearance and figure are destined to become the object of covetment by many women.

In the future, will she face all kinds of provocations like the heroines in those novels......

Just as Su Xiaomi's brain was infinitely diverging thoughts, the slightly tired voice of the man inside the door sounded softly, "Come in." ”

Su Xiaomi was slightly stunned.

You didn't make much noise, did you?

How did this man know that he was standing outside the door......

"Come in."

The man's voice was slightly impatient, "Su Xiaomi, how long are you going to stand outside the door?" Like to be a door god? ”

Su Xiaomi pursed her lips and opened the door directly.

Mo Beixiao's office was huge, bigger than their bedroom.

In addition to a desk and bookshelves behind it, there is a large sofa and coffee table in the office, and a lounge-like cubicle not far away.

This is probably the most luxurious office Su Xiaomi has ever seen.

She was amazed for a moment, then turned around and placed the thermos in her hand on top of the coffee table.

At that time, Mo Beixiao was lazily lying on the huge sofa.

The man's slender figure looks even more erect against the dark gray sofa.

He seemed tired, his eyes slightly closed, and his face had a tired look.

One of the buttons of the white shirt on his body fell off, revealing a healthy skin tone of wheat inside, and a ......

The lip prints of a crimson woman.

Su Xiaomi's gaze seemed to be frozen, and fell on the lip print on Mo Beixiao's neckline.

If memory serves...... When the woman in red ran out just now, she clearly saw that half of the woman's lip gloss had dropped.

So, this is locked, and that woman was just talking to Mo Beixiao...... Right?

The heart seemed to be pinched and rubbed by a large invisible hand.

Su Xiaomi took a deep breath, "Mo Beixiao, is there anything you want to tell me?" ”