After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

Chapter 13 Is it too late for divorce now?
Mo Beichen glanced at him coolly, and the driver immediately fell silent.

"Let's go."

Mo Beichen stretched out his arms to Su Qianrou.

Su Qianrou smiled and followed his wishes and took the arm.

The two of them took the elevator together and walked into the main hall of the splendid Monarch Hotel.

Rows of well-trained waiters lined up in two lines, bowing respectfully and saluting, "Welcome."

The uniform voice startled Su Qianrou.

Such a big battle? !

"Softly!"

An energetic and straight-backed old man walked toward Su Qianrou on crutches.

It's Mr. Mo!
Su Qianrou let go of Mo Beichen's hand, took Mr. Mo's hand affectionately, and called out sweetly, "Grandpa."

"Hey, good boy." Mr. Mo was coaxed to smile happily by the word "Grandpa".

"Rourou, I feel sorry for you, getting married in such a hurry." Mr. Mo patted the back of Su Qianrou's hand distressedly.

Su Qianrou was stunned, and her smile became more sincere, "I'm not wronged."

In the memory of the original owner, apart from her family, Mr. Mo doted on her the most, and Su Qianrou naturally had the most sincere kindness towards Mr. Mo.

"Good boy, let's pick an auspicious day tomorrow and make up for the wedding." Mr. Mo suggested.

"Ah, no need." Su Qianrou quickly refused.

Just kidding, she and Mo Beichen just had a fake marriage. Once the wedding was held, wouldn't it be known to everyone? !
"Well, I know you young people have your own ideas, but you must not wrong yourselves, you know?" Mr. Mo didn't force it.

"Well, I understand." Su Qianrou said with a smile.

Su Qianrou held Mr. Mo's arm and walked slowly in the hotel lobby.

Mo Beichen followed them leisurely, five steps away.

"Rourou, would you like to have dinner with me, an old man, tonight?" Mr. Mo asked, looking at Su Qianrou kindly.

"Okay." Su Qianrou nodded in agreement.

Mr. Mo smiled happily. He turned to look at Mo Beichen, the smile on his face faded, and the aura of a superior was fully displayed.

"Go and make arrangements. Rourou and I will have dinner at Rafina tonight. Oh, by the way, call the in-laws too."

Mr. Mo looked at Mo Beichen dissatisfied, "You tell me how you did things. You got married to Rourou rashly. You still have to arrange a meal for the two families."

"Our Mo family has wronged Rourou this time. You must handle this matter well."

"Grandpa, I see."

The usually domineering President Mo was like an obedient black panther to Mr. Mo, with no intention of resisting at all.

"Grandpa, I'm really not wronged, so there's no need to bother."

Su Qianrou was helpless, always feeling that things were developing in an uncontrollable direction.

"No, how can you be careless about such an important event like a wedding!" Mr. Mo said disapprovingly: "It's understandable that you young people don't want to have a wedding, but after all, the two families should have a meal together."

"Well, grandpa is right." Su Qianrou smiled.

But I was complaining in my heart, if I had known it would be so troublesome, would it be too late for me to get divorced now?
After that, Su Qianrou chatted with Mr. Mo again. It wasn't until the housekeeper came over that Mr. Mo reluctantly said goodbye to Su Qianrou.

Su Qianrou sighed and was about to walk around casually when she saw Mo Beichen, who had just been sent away, walking over.

"Let's go, I'll show you the room." Mo Beichen said, crossing Su Qianrou and walking towards the dedicated elevator not far away.So they really came to rent a room? !
Su Qianrou felt a chill rush up from the soles of her feet, and she took a few steps to catch up with Mo Beichen.

"Brother Beichen, no professing in broad daylight is allowed!" Su Qianrou tried to dispel Mo Beichen's strange thoughts.

Mo Beichen frowned, looked at Su Qianrou strangely, and said nothing.

The elevator went directly to the top floor. The decoration here was obviously different from the specifications downstairs, and was much more luxurious.

Mo Beichen took out a room card and swiped the card to open the door. Su Qianrou suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Top-notch leisure facilities, what is even more eye-catching is the large round bed in the middle, with red bedding and heart-shaped roses placed on the bed.

Su Qianrou didn't know that this was the trick used by most presidential suites to attract guests. She just thought that Mo Beichen also knew how to be romantic.

Just as Su Qianrou sighed, Mo Beichen took out a gold card and handed it to Su Qianrou.

"Keep this card so that you can check in here at any time. Your school has not been safe recently. Please move out of the dormitory today and live here."

Su Qianrou took the gold card blankly, feeling relieved but also inexplicably disappointed.

"It turns out it's not a room opening."

Su Qianrou accidentally expressed her feelings.

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows, "Why do you seem so disappointed?"

"No, no." Su Qianrou chuckled.

Mo Beichen looked at Su Qianrou intently and suddenly smiled evilly.

"Anyway, there is still time, why don't I satisfy you?" Mo Beichen approached Su Qianrou step by step and forced Su Qianrou to the bedside.

Su Qianrou lost her balance for a moment and was pinned down on the bed by Mo Beichen.

The red rose petals floated up and landed on Su Qianrou's fair and tender face, which was so white and rosy that it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Mo Beichen's eyes darkened slightly, and his well-articulated fingers gently slid over the eyebrows, bridge of nose, and lips of the woman under him, with a strong tendency to go down along the collarbone.

"Wait a moment!"

Su Qianrou suddenly rolled over and got out from under Mo Beichen easily.

Mo Beichen turned around and looked silently at Su Qianrou who had successfully escaped.The touch of the delicate skin still lingers on his fingertips, which is evocative.

"I should go to class." Su Qianrou took out her phone, shook it, and said awkwardly: "The instructor this afternoon is very strict, so you can't be late."

Mo Beichen sneered, "I thought you wouldn't dare go to class if it was like this."

"What dare I not do?" Su Qianrou deliberately approached Mo Beichen, her bright black eyes flashing with a cunning light, "Could it be that... President Mo really wants to hide his beauty in a golden house?"

Mo Beichen held Su Qianrou's small chin frivolously, his voice was low and charming.

"It's not that I'm hiding in the golden house, I just want to give you the best."

Su Qianrou was shocked, feeling like she was being tricked by this man!
Her cheeks were hot, she covered her beating heart and quickly moved away.

"Okay, okay, I've seen the room, it's time to send me to school." Su Qianrou turned around and walked out of the room quickly.

After walking out of the presidential suite, Su Qianrou patted her hot cheeks, shook her head and left quickly.

Mo Beichen followed Su Qianrou and looked at the graceful back in front of him. The warmth in his deep eyes was gone, and only coldness remained.

After sending Su Qianrou to school, Mo Beichen pulled down the window and said, "I'll pick you up at six o'clock."

Su Qianrou made an OK gesture, then carried her schoolbag and entered the school gate as if she was running away.

(End of this chapter)