Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 44 It's about my image

"Haha, I knew that you were always the one who came to me first." Tong Xiaoyun laughed, and immediately got up and hugged the little husky, Xiami, who jumped at her side.

Jomo couldn't believe what he saw.

Is she pretending to be dizzy?
Just for the sake of...see first hug the cat or the dog?
The words Tong Xiaoyun once told him suddenly sounded in her ears. She said that she was struggling to hug Xiami or Youga first when she went home, and then she thought of a good way.

Hmph, this method is really good.

Childish ghost!
Feeling deeply helpless, Jomo withdrew his hand to hold her, stood up straight and strode upstairs.

Tong Xiaoyun played with her pet downstairs for a while before going upstairs.

Qiao Moshen was not in the bedroom, but Tong Xiaoyun found him in the study.

He seemed to be very busy, his white and slender fingers quickly tapped on the computer keyboard, and he ignored her when she went in.

Tong Xiaoyun coughed lightly, trying to get Qiao Moshen's attention, but failed.

She thinks this man is really boring, he always likes to pretend to be cool.

"Are you still going to your house tonight?" After a moment of silence, she asked angrily.

"Yes." Jomo replied concisely, still refusing to give her a glance.

Tong Xiaoyun's heart was blocked tightly, and she couldn't breathe smoothly.

He actually treated her the same way he treated Jiang Yina just now!
Biting her doggy teeth angrily, she said again, "What's the matter with me like this? If your family knows that I fight with people outside, they will definitely dislike me."

Hearing her words deeply, Jomo suddenly stopped his fast fingers, slowly raised his peerless and handsome face, and looked at her meaningfully.

His family, it seemed, would not like her no matter what.

Tong Xiaoyun cried with a sweet and lovely face, "Can I not go tonight?"

Qiao Mo's deep eyes darkened a bit, and Tong Xiaoyun's deep gaze enveloped Tong Xiaoyun like a dense net, which made her nervous.

"Uncle..."

"Don't worry...with me here, they won't do anything to you." He withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice.

Tong Xiaoyun took a deep breath and let out a long breath, "Of course they won't do anything to me. Could it be that they still want to beat me and scold me? I just don't want your family to hate me in their hearts. Regarding my image, who would want others to hate themselves?"

"Are you so unconfident in yourself? You just need to be yourself, you are you, you... everything else has nothing to do with you." Jomo's deep words contained a deep meaning.

Ten years ago, everything Tong Wei did had nothing to do with Tong Xiaoyun. She was only an eight-year-old child at the time, and even now, she doesn't know anything.

Tong Wei is Tong Wei, she is her, what does it have to do with her?
That's what he was thinking at the moment. Although he was a little irritable, he was still very firm in this idea.

Tong Xiaoyun, of course, only understood the superficial meaning of Qiao Moshen's words, and said with a smile, "That's right, I have confidence in myself, and I'm quite likable, so go ahead, I'll go out first."

After she finished speaking, she giggled, turned and left the study.

Jomo was a little confused and didn't feel like working anymore, so he simply turned off the computer and took a cigarette out of the drawer.

(End of this chapter)