Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 135 Prince, You Are So Handsome

Tong Xiaoyun immediately took a deep breath, raised her small hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, cleared her throat in a low voice, and replied, "I just left the auction site, now I'm looking for you."

Her voice was no different. Qiao Moshen was so happy when he heard that she wanted to come to the company to find him, but the voice that came out was extremely cold, "You want to come to me? That's fine."

Tong Xiaoyun responded softly, said goodbye, and hung up the phone.

Letting out a long breath, she got up slowly, left the box, first went to the bathroom to wash her tear-stained little face, until the traces of her crying just now were no longer visible, her pink lips slightly raised, facing the mirror After practicing smiling for a while, he turned and left with confidence.

The driver was waiting outside the Luoying clubhouse. Seeing Tong Xiaoyun coming out, he immediately got out of the car and opened the rear door for her, "Madam, please."

Tong Xiaoyun nodded and got into the car.

Along the way, she didn't say a word, just leaned on the back of the chair and looked sideways out of the window, not knowing what she was looking at.

The driver also felt that something was wrong with her today. In the past, even if there were only him and Tong Xiaoyun in the car, she would keep talking.

The young mistress of the Qiao family has no airs at all, and gets along well with everyone, so at home, except for Qiao Moshen, all the servants also like her very much.

The driver glanced at Tong Xiaoyun from the inside rearview mirror, and his brows could not help but tinge with worry, "Madam, did something happen? I think you seem unhappy."

The fan-like eyelashes flickered twice before Tong Xiaoyun slowly sat up straight, smiled faintly, and shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just... At the auction site just now, someone snatched away the couch I was looking for. .”

The driver was relieved and smiled, "It's okay, ma'am, don't be sad, sir will definitely buy you a better one."

Tong Xiaoyun's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, and a faint smile appeared in her star pupils, which shone a little bit, and she was charming, "Yes, there is nothing unhappy, I... I still have my uncle."

After finishing the words, the smile on her lips deepened, and she forced herself to clear away all the haze in her heart.

She will see Qiao Moshen soon, and she doesn't want him to see her unhappy.

After about 40 minutes, the car stopped at the entrance of Sun Asia Group Building.

The driver immediately unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, opened the door for Tong Xiaoyun, "Madam, please."

Tong Xiaoyun responded softly, got out of the car with her handbag, said goodbye to the driver, and walked into the building.

As soon as they entered the door, all the staff, whether they were walking or standing still, all bowed to Tong Xiaoyun and said respectfully, "Madam President."

Tong Xiaoyun smiled at everyone, and went directly to Qiao Moshen's exclusive elevator door.

The staff immediately took out the elevator card and opened the elevator door for her, "Madam, please."

The elevator came all the way to the top floor, and with a "ding", the elevator door opened.

Tong Xiaoyun got out of the elevator, turned right, and saw Shen Rou sitting outside Qiao Moshen's office from a distance.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air, Shen Rou's expression immediately turned cold, she slowly stood up and greeted her, her high heels made rhythmic sounds on the ground, "Madam President, the big boss is having a video conference in the office now, please Wait outside first."

As soon as Shen Rou finished speaking, the door of Qiao Moshen's office opened from the inside, and Qiao Moshen's slender and tall body appeared at the door of the office.

He was wearing a dark blue shirt with white polka dots, black suit pants on his lower body, and shiny black leather shoes from Bottega on his feet.

This outfit was matched by Tong Xiaoyun. Before Tong Xiaoyun appeared in his life, there were only two colors in Qiao Moshen's cloakroom, black and white.

Tong Xiaoyun always jokes about Qiao Moshen, 30 years old is actually not very old, but he always likes to dress himself in the direction of maturity, not fashionable at all, it is really in vain for his fit body and explosive appearance up.

Tong Xiaoyun herself also wore a Dolce&Gabbana dark blue polka-dot top today, with a blue and white striped skirt of the same brand on her lower body, and a denim striped jacket from the latest season of Roberto Cavalli. With a ponytail, the whole person looks young and full of vitality, like a budding peach blossom.

Seeing Qiao Moshen, she ignored Shen Rou and immediately ran in and threw herself into his arms, "Uncle, are you here to pick me up?"

Qiao Mo's expression on Shen Jun's handsome face was cold, without showing any emotion, he raised his hand and gave Tong Xiaoyun a pat on the head, but this small gesture betrayed his pampering for her.

"Come in, Shen Rou, pour her a glass of juice and come in." Qiao Mo said deeply, took Tong Xiaoyun's hand and went straight into the office, closing the door behind him.

The haze in Tong Xiaoyun's heart dissipated at the moment when she saw Qiao Moshen, and her lips curled up sweetly.

She looked into his eyes with a clean and thorough face, and she pouted cutely, "I don't want to drink the juice she poured, I'm afraid she might spit in it."

Qiao Moshen was finally amused by Tong Xiaoyun's words, and naturally took her clutch bag and the coat she took off.

The two looked like they were wearing couple outfits.

Tong Xiaoyun has decided that she and Qiao Moshen will wear couple outfits every day in the future.

"Do you think everyone is just like you and a child? Don't worry." Jomo said deeply, then turned and walked to the sofa, and put her clutch bag and coat neatly on it.

Hearing what Qiao Moshen said, Tong Xiaoyun was unwilling, and the smile on her lips disappeared immediately, "What do you mean? Do you trust her so much? Do you still think I am inferior to her?"

"Of course I don't worry about her. There are surveillance cameras in the tea room." Jomo said lightly, but because of the arrival of this little thing, something sweet swelled up in his heart little by little.

After putting down his coat, he looked back at her before returning to his sofa chair and sitting down, "You wait here for a moment, I have a video conference here, and it will end soon."

"You can do your work, remember to give me energy when you're done." Tong Xiaoyun sat on the sofa by herself, took out her mobile phone, and clicked on Nikki-Dress Nuan Nuan's game without hesitation.

Qiao Moshen didn't bother her anymore, and spoke a lot of fluent French to the computer screen.

His voice is gloomy, elegant, and full of magnetism. When he speaks a foreign language, it is really pleasant to hear.

Tong Xiaoyun was playing a game, but her girlish heart couldn't help being attracted by Qiao Moshen's Su Yin, as if there were a thousand pairs of invisible little hands scratching at her, it was so itchy.

This is throbbing.

She glanced at him secretly, and was once again attracted by Qiao Mo who was working hard.

She decided that when she participated in the comic competition, she would use Qiao Moshen as the model for the hero.

He is a man who came out of a manga. He is handsome and charming. Not only does he have a nice voice, but he also has good-looking hands and a good figure. He even manages the hairstyle that most tests a man's appearance so perfectly.

Tong Xiaoyun felt that Qiao Moshen was God's favorite.

Why did God give Qiao Moshen such an outstanding appearance?

Isn't this eccentric?

Just as he was thinking, the phone in his hand vibrated suddenly.

Tong Xiaoyun immediately lowered her head, and saw a reminder on the phone that she had received a WeChat message from Qiao Moshen.

There was a look of surprise on the sweet and pleasant little face, Tong Xiaoyun immediately looked up at Qiao Moshen, but he was still in the video conference seriously, and he was speaking French that she couldn't understand at all, but he didn't know he was When did you message her.

Tong Xiaoyun immediately quit Love Nikki-Dress and opened WeChat, only to see that it said: If you often commit nympho, you will easily become an idiot.

She stared at the words in the green frame for a long time, and finally couldn't help it, she gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice, "He's meowing!"

This nasty old man really feels uncomfortable if he doesn't tease her for a while.

She herself is the same, can't she be a little bit angry?

Why do you become nympho when you see him?

It's okay to be a nymphomaniac at the beginning, how long has it been, why can't she get rid of this problem?
What's so good about Qiao Moshen, that nasty old man?

As for being amazed every time you watch it?
She was indeed his distant cousin from the countryside, and she had no knowledge at all.

There was a knock on the door at this moment, and Tong Xiaoyun knew that it was Shen Rou who brought the juice, so she immediately got up and ran to the door.

She opened the door and directly took the tray in Shen Rou's hand, a charming smile appeared in her eyes like Mercury, "Thank you sister."

After finishing speaking, she took a step back, with a sweet and coquettish smile still on her small face, she directly closed the door with her feet, keeping Shen Rou out.

If she is not here, she cannot speak. If she is here, she will never let Shen Rou get close to Qiao Moshen.

Besides a glass of strawberry juice, there was also a cup of tea on the tray, which she knew was for Qiao Moshen.

But she didn't give the tea to Qiao Moshen, but brought it directly to the coffee table, put down the tray, picked up the teacup by herself, took a sip, and then stuck out her tongue, "What, it doesn't taste good at all."

Hearing her small voice deeply, Qiao Mo couldn't help but glance at her, his bright eyes fell on her back, and the corners of his lips raised an imperceptible arc.

But that arc was noticed by the people on the screen.

"Shen, is your little wife here?" Fluent French came from the screen.

Only then did Qiao Moshen withdraw his gaze from Tong Xiaoyun, and nodded at the computer screen, "She just arrived."

"Then, do I have the honor to meet your little wife?" It was the Prince of Morocco, Gaston Grimaldi, who had the deep conversation with Jomo.

"Of course." Qiao Mo smiled faintly, turned his head and waved to Tong Xiaoyun, "Yun'er, come here and introduce a friend to you."

Tong Xiaoyun was sitting on the sofa, holding up the strawberry juice that Shen Rou brought in just now, and watching carefully.

She wants to see if Shen Rou really spit in it.

Anyway, no matter what, she would not drink this glass of strawberry juice.

Hearing Qiao Moshen's words, Tong Xiaoyun immediately put down his cup, got up and walked over, "Who is it? Have you finished the meeting?"

"It's not a meeting, just to talk about the details of the next cooperation, you come here, Gaston wants to see you." Qiao Mo said deeply, stood up slowly, holding the shoulders of Tong Xiaoyun who had already walked beside him, Let her sit on his sofa chair.

Tong Xiaoyun was still a little confused, she looked at Qiao Moshen foolishly, then at Gaston on the screen, couldn't help but gasped, and couldn't help sighing, "Oh my god, he's so handsome!"

Qiao Mo's deep and elegant smile darkened immediately after hearing Tong Xiaoyun's heartfelt exclamation, like a black cloud overwhelming the city, it was extremely terrifying.

The damned little thing dared to commit a nympho to other men in front of him, it was courting death.

You Mou narrowed, Qiao Mo took a deep step forward, stretched out his arms, and pulled Tong Xiaoyun by the collar to lift her up from the sofa chair.

Gaston was amused by his move, "Shen, what are you doing?"

With a cold and handsome face, Qiao Mo said lightly, "Let's finish reading, we should talk about business."

Of course Gaston could see that Jomo was deeply unhappy, but he didn't know why.

Obviously it was fine just now.

As for the silly Tong Xiaoyun, she didn't even know about it.

She was treated like a chick by Qiao Moshen, and she was extremely upset, but she didn't want to quarrel with Qiao Moshen in front of international friends, so she could only grit her teeth and whisper, "What's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)