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

Could it be that he really wanted to...?
Su Qianrou's mind was a little numb and her eyes were blurry, "You know I'm lying..."

Mo Beichen didn't give her a chance to explain, and blocked her lips, forcefully and fiercely.

It was as if a storm was coming without warning and hit her whole body.

Su Qianrou struggled, but found that her body was completely limp. She felt as if she was drifting in an illusory world.

There was a hard whine in her throat, her hands were powerless, and there were some tears in her eyes.

Mo Beichen noticed all this with his deep peripheral vision, and his heart ached slightly.

He probably shouldn't do this to her.

"Rourou." He left her body and reached out to help wipe away her tears, but found that she turned her face away in hatred, leaving only his fingertips hanging in the air.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he tried hard to suppress the emotions that were rising and then receding on his face.

He retracted his hand and took a deep breath: "Go to sleep. I won't touch you. It's just that we sleep in separate rooms just after we got married. It's inevitable that you will get tongue-tied."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, pulled on a thin blanket and covered himself with it.

A dull night passed.

Mr. Mo really thought that Su Qianrou was pregnant, so he asked the servants to stew tonic early in the morning. Bird's nest, sea cucumber, ginseng and other nourishing and nourishing ingredients were all served on the table.

After Su Qianrou saw it, her eyes straightened and her whole body was inevitably startled.

"grandfather?"

"Rourou, you are a noble person now. If you have any orders from now on, you can leave them to the servants. Of course, you can do whatever you want with that boy Beichen."

Mr. Mo's eyes were full of smiles, with a look of comfort on his face, and the grooves on his face seemed to be congratulating him.

Done!

Not only did Su Qianrou feel no sense of comfort in her heart, but she also had a look of embarrassment on her face, and her eyes were filled with guilt.

How should she clarify the fact that she was not pregnant?

"Grandpa, actually I..." Su Qianrou moved her lips and made a difficult sound in her throat.

"Grandpa knows what you want, just ask, and grandpa will satisfy you." Mr. Mo interrupted her self-righteously.

Mr. Mo stared at her kindly, waiting for her lion to open his mouth.

His eyes were filled with anticipation.

But at this moment, Su Qianrou was speechless and couldn't find a suitable word for a long time.

If she wanted to tell the truth now, it would be like putting Mr. Mo in a frost-covered dungeon.

She couldn't do something so cruel.

Just leave it as it is.

"Thank you grandpa, I don't have anything I want for the time being." Su Qianrou smiled gently.

Hearing this, Mr. Mo suddenly felt melancholy, his brows darkened, and he seemed a little disappointed with the answer.

With the strength of the Mo family, even if her request is to pick the moon from the sky or find a needle in the sea, it will be a piece of cake.

Su Qianrou seemed to see through Mr. Mo's intentions, thought about it for a moment, and suddenly realized.

"By the way, grandpa, why don't I borrow your Chrysostom."

"My Chrysostom?"

Su Qianrou's eyes flashed sharply, and a strange idea immediately came to her mind.

With Mr. Mo's special permission, Mo Beichen was in trouble.

She wants to fight back from the title of Mrs. Mo for all the past mistakes!
Mohs.

Su Qianrou deliberately held out her belly, her steps were sharp and fashionable, and her brows were stern to show off her title in the Mo family. "Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, my wife is here at the company!" Li Mu hurried in and looked at Mo Beichen cautiously.

"Just come, there's nothing to make a fuss about." Mo Beichen's tone was indifferent, with disdain in his voice.

"But she made decisions for the company as soon as she arrived." Li Mu said with a worried look.

"Huh?" Mo Beichen became curious and looked up, his eyes lost in thoughts.

"My wife said that the employees' wages are too low. Starting from this month, the salary will be increased by 15.00%, and..." Li Mu suddenly paused at the end.

There seems to be something hidden.

"Keep talking." Mo Beichen's mood was stable, and he raised his eyebrows to signal Li Mu to finish the sentence.

Li Mu was silent for half a second, and when he looked at Mo Beichen again, he was a little more trembling.

"My wife said I don't need to ask you, she can decide such a small matter." After Li Mu finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and his breathing became cautious.

Mo Beichen froze thoughtfully, his face unmoved.

What kind of trick is Su Qianrou playing?

Su Qianrou's wanton flames were burning throughout the Mo family, and Mo Beichen saw the entire staff applauding her in an uproar.

"Mrs. Mo is just!"

"Mrs. Mo is really our lucky star. She brought us wealth as soon as she came."

"Long live Mrs. Mo!"

……

Su Qianrou, who was admired by the stars, was completely unaware of Mo Beichen's cold eyes lingering on her body.

When she regained her composure, Mo Beichen's handsome, cold face appeared in front of her, his eyes staring at her as silently as a pool of water.

"Mrs. Mo, you are very capable. You can make all the changes in the Mo family." Mo Beichen teased her and pushed her to the bottom of the stage with a threatening pace.

Su Qianrou had no choice but to steady her steps and keep her eyes calm and calm.

"Now that I am Mrs. Mo, what's wrong with me trying to get some benefits for my employees?" Su Qianrou had a burst of arrogance.

"Besides, I am trying to win people's hearts for you." Su Qianrou suddenly lowered her tone, showing an enthusiastic face without expecting anything in return.

So, Mo Beichen had to thank her instead?

Mo Beichen felt a little funny for a moment, but soon regained his domineering aura.

"You don't even need to ask me?" He raised his eyebrows and frowned.

Su Qianrou spread her hands, looking calm and leisurely. She came here under the banner of Mr. Mo.

"If you have any questions, just talk to grandpa." Su Qianrou stopped arguing with him and dialed Mr. Mo's phone number.

She deliberately placed the call button outside, while she sat lazily aside with an innocent expression.

Before Mo Beichen's doubts came out, Mr. Mo's loud and loud voice sounded: "I gave Rourou the right. She is now the emperor of our Mo family. You must listen to whatever she says!"

Mr. Mo's voice allowed no room for refutation.

Mo Beichen was restrained like an imperial edict.

Seeing his expressionless face, which even contained some indescribable anger, Su Qianrou secretly rejoiced.

It depends on what else you have to say!
With Mr. Mo's support, Su Qianrou was fearless and domineering.

Mo Beichen turned around, his eyes became sharp, as if he wanted to take Mr. Mo's violent storm out on Su Qianrou.

"The old man doesn't know about your fake pregnancy. If it is exposed, will you still have this right?"

His nose was raised, his eyes hinting at prying eyes.