New Wife No. 1: Young Master Mo, don't be presumptuous

Chapter 10 Want to Marry Me
The word "little uncle" deliberately bites heavily, as if to remind the relationship between the two.

After finishing speaking, An Xiaowan pushed him away, turned around and left.

"Are you allowed to leave?"

Suddenly, feeling dizzy for a while, An Xiaowan was dragged back by Mo Jingchen again and imprisoned in a corner, holding her chin with his big palm, condescending, "Say, what is your relationship with Nan Siting?"

He clearly remembered that in the coffee shop in the afternoon, he heard her call to sleep with a man for a month, and the price was a lot of money. Could it be that the man was really Nan Siting? !

An Xiaowan smiled coldly, and said every word clearly, "Did you hear what I said just now? Say it again, we are boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Excuse me, is my uncle satisfied with my answer?" She held her head up stubbornly, until she saw his face gradually gloomy, then she raised the corners of her lips coldly, "If it's okay, I'll leave, so as not to be misunderstood. How can you expect to marry Nan Siting in the future?"

Turning around, walked to the door and opened it, suddenly, a tall figure at the door blocked his view, it was Nan Siting!

I saw him with his hands in his pockets, with a complex expression on his face, and a pair of bottomless eagle-like eyes fixedly staring at An Xiaowan who came out. His posture seemed to be... After waiting for a long time, he also heard a lot.

An Xiaowan's steps faltered, and she held on to the door in a daze, feeling a little... speechless.

"Ahem...that..." An Xiaowan cleared her throat in embarrassment, momentarily at a loss for words.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang behind him, and the door was slammed shut.

Standing in front of Nan Siting, An Xiaowan just felt ashamed to see others, and every pore in her body exuded embarrassment, which made her dumbfounded. What she said just now... Nan Siting didn't misunderstand anything, right?

"I'll take you back." Nan Siting said expressionlessly.

An Xiaowan's heart sank, she let out a sigh of relief, and followed him downstairs, only to find that the living room was already empty.

In the dark night, on the straight road, the red Ferrari is like a red electric current galloping by at an extremely fast speed.

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With the sudden braking, An Xiaowan's body leaned forward in inertia, her forehead almost hit the windshield, and she was pulled back into the seat violently by the seat belt, shaking in all directions.

"What's your relationship with Mo Jingchen?" Nan Siting asked coldly as the car turned off, leaning on the seat with a straight face.

Sure enough, I knew he would ask that question.

An Xiaowan's eyes were indifferent, and she answered truthfully, "Students at the same table in junior high school."

"He, like you?" The tone was determined, not like a question.

Slowly looking sideways, her eyes fixed on An Xiaowan's body, her deep eyes seemed to be prying into the secrets deep in her heart.

"How is it possible?" An Xiaowan shook her head and smiled, "He, Mo Jingchen, is the president of the NS Group, and women of all colors flock to him, so why would he like me?"

If she likes him, then...it should be because she likes him wishfully.

It's just that that kind of unrequited love only belonged to five years ago, and there is no relationship between them now.

"You like him?" Nan Siting asked.

"Are you making an international joke? Even if all the men in the world are dead, I still despise him, Mo Jingchen." An Xiaowan's eyes wandered, and she tilted her head to the side guiltily.

"Why, do you want to make a fake show and marry me for real?" Nan Siting asked meaningfully with a charming smile.

(End of this chapter)