The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 21
Xiao Yan's eyes were deep, and he looked at her burningly, and asked, "Why can't it be me?"

Jomo choked, unable to say any rebuttal words.

Xiao Ruqing seemed to be watching a child's farce, she frowned, and walked towards the bedroom.

When she walked to the door, Xiao Ruqing did not forget to remind her: "I am not interested in Qiao Mo at all. Even if I don't like her, I will not send a private detective to investigate her past. As for who gave me these photos?" Yes, you can investigate."

Xiao Yan frowned deeply, his eyes fell on the photo, and his thoughts were deep.

Still in a daze, Qiao Mo tidied up the photos on the ground, put them in front of Xiao Yan, bit his lips, and asked seriously: "That person four years ago...is it really...you?"

In her eyes, there was a trace of anticipation.

If that person was Xiao Yan, at least she wouldn't be so upset.

Xiao Yan threw the only photo in his hand on the coffee table, snorted coldly, turned around lightly, and said indifferently: "Do you think there will be such a coincidence in the world? Have you read too much Xiaoyan? Lie to Xiaoyan Ma'am, I just want our marriage to continue."

Qiao Mo's heart was cold, and suddenly he was grabbed by a big hand and pulled hard.

She stood there, looked at his back, and asked cautiously: "But why do you want our marriage to continue?"

The man's cold lips curled up in a beautiful arc, "Because you are good enough."

When Xiao Yan went upstairs, Qiao Mo looked at the photo again. There was only a back view, and he really couldn't tell who the man was.

It's just that this back has firm lines and clear texture, and the other side should be in good shape.

……

Upstairs, in the bedroom.

Xiao Yan received a call from Su Hua, and Su Hua smiled coquettishly on the other end of the phone and said, "A Yan, I'm back, do you miss me these two years?"

Xiao Yan was still flipping through the document in his hand, and his eyes only moved slightly. Qiao Mo had just finished taking a shower in the bathroom and was about to go to bed. One word: "Think."

Qiao Mo was stunned. At first he thought he was discussing business, but now it seems that he is talking on the phone with Yingying Yanyan, right?
After she got into bed, she threw the quilt over her body, turned around, and turned her back to him.

But the ear was unconsciously listening to him talking on the phone.

Jomo heard the charming female voice on the phone——

"Ayan, shall we meet tomorrow? I haven't seen you for so long, I miss you so much."

Xiao Yan's voice was cold, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "Pure girl, when I meet you, I'm not afraid of being photographed by reporters, writing something scribbled, will it hinder your career?"

"Are you still blaming me for leaving you behind for two years in order to develop in Hollywood? A Yan, I was at fault for this matter, but the me back then was really nothing and didn't deserve to stand by your side. At that time, You also know your mother's attitude towards me, I went to Hollywood just to make myself qualified to be your Mrs. Xiao..."

Qiao Mo heard it intermittently, not very clearly, she was sorting out her thoughts, when her body suddenly became heavy, she subconsciously called out, and the man's strong body fell on top of her.

On the phone, a female voice asked in surprise, "A Yan, what's wrong?"

Qiao Mo was pressed down by the man, covered his mouth with his small hands in panic, stared at him with big watery eyes.

Xiao Yan calmly said to the other end of the phone: "I have something to do now, let's talk another day."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and threw the phone aside, his movements were done in one go, which can be described as chic.

Only then did Qiao Mo dare to speak. Pushing him with his small hands, he said defensively, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yan stared at her with cold and deep eyes: "Isn't it exciting to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls?"

"I do not have!"

It's him calling by her side, can she not listen?

"You are on the phone next to me, how can I not hear the sound?"

The man's big palm grabbed her slender waist, "You can choose to go out, but you don't, so you have a motive to eavesdrop."

Jomo had a black thread on his head: "...I didn't hear anything."

She pretended to be stupid and twisted her small body, about to struggle to break free from his shackles.

As soon as Xiao Yan grabbed her, "Did you hear? Mrs. Xiao's seat is very popular, so sit tight, huh?"

Qiao Mo thought to himself, hey, whoever cares will do it, this Mrs. Xiao, she doesn't want to be now!
Qiao Mo was in his arms, blinking his eyes and asked, "Your sweetheart wants to be Mrs. Xiao, but you still won't let me?"

Xiao Yan gave a cold look, and said lightly: "She is not my sweetheart. I only believe in legal marriages."

He meant that he only recognized her?

For some reason, Qiao Mo felt sweet in his heart.

The man had already lowered his head to kiss her, and Qiao Mo covered his thin lips with his hand, wrinkled his face, and begged softly: "Can I stop tonight?"

In the past two nights, he demanded too much, and she is still feeling uncomfortable.

"why?"

The man pushed her little hand away and asked solemnly.

Qiao Mo blushed and said timidly, "I'm a little uncomfortable..."

Even if Xiao Yan came to force her, she still thought it was normal, but he actually let her go, leaned against the side of the bed again, and calmly flipped through the documents.

Qiao Mo turned sideways, closed his eyes, bit his lip shyly, and said, "Thank you for helping me out today."

Not only to save her, but also to protect her dignity.

The innocence of girls is very important.

"I didn't help you, I just didn't want to mess with Ms. Xiao because of you."

Qiao Mo knew that he would say that, she turned over again, propped her forehead with her small hands, stared at him with clear eyes and asked, "Mr. Xiao, you don't actually hate me that much, do you?"

Otherwise, she would not be made a class representative, nor would she be rescued from the siege.

Xiao Yan bit the words "Mr. Xiao" playfully, "It's not Professor Xiao, why did you change your name?"

"This is at home. At school, you should be called Professor Xiao."

"You have to be called Professor Xiao at school, but do you know what is the correct name at home?"

Qiao Mo blinked, thought hard for a while, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Xiao? Xiao Yan? A Yan?"

The man threw away the documents in his hand, clasped her small head with his big palm, and kissed her passionately. Between his lips and teeth, Qiao Mo's heartbeat accelerated, and he was in a mess. He didn't dare to move. Occupying the clear breath, a vague and hoarse male voice seduced her: "Husband. At home, call me Husband."

Old, husband?

-

Early the next morning, Su Hua came to visit.

On weekends, Xiao Ruqing was the only one in the living room.

As soon as Xiao Ruqing saw Su Hua, she smiled lightly, and flipped through the newspaper in her hand, "Why, I can't wait to come over and see, what kind of consequences did you do yesterday?"

Su Hua was startled, but her smile was immediately gentle and generous, and she put the gift in her hand on the dining table, "Auntie, this is a gift from me."

"I don't lack these things."

Xiao Ruqing didn't look at the gifts directly, and refused them directly.

Su pictured embarrassment and anger in his heart, but because Xiao Ruqing was Xiao Yan's mother, he had to bow his head, "Auntie, that Qiao Mo did such a thing, you don't want A Yan to divorce her?"

Xiao Ruqing raised her brows, her attention seemed to be still on the newspaper, and said in a flat tone, "What's Qiao Mo doing? A Yan exercised her power as a husband four years ago in advance. Why should I let them divorce?"

Su Hua's smile froze, and her face changed 360 degrees, "Auntie, what do you mean?"

Only then did Xiao Ruqing put down the newspaper, and looked at her with a mocking smile in the corner of her eyes, "The man in the photo is A Yan."

Su Hua fluttered her red lips in disbelief, "This, this is impossible! Four years ago, they didn't even know each other!"

Obviously, Xiao Ruqing didn't care about this issue, "I don't know if they recognize me or not, all I know is that Qiao Mo didn't do anything to offend the Xiao family."

Su Hua couldn't hold back and said, "Auntie, I want to see A Yan!"

She wanted to ask Ah Yan what was going on!

Upstairs, a couple is coming down.

Four pairs of eyes lined up together.

Uncomfortably, Qiao Mo broke his little hand away from Xiao Yan's.

Xiao Yan snorted. The hand that was holding Qiao Mo was put into his pocket with one hand, and he walked down the stairs smoothly.

"Early in the morning, is Miss Su looking for me?"

There was a hint of ridicule in his voice, without any evasion or discomfort.

"Ayan, let's talk alone."

Sitting on the dining chair downstairs as if he didn't hear Su Hua's words, Xiao Yan realized that Qiao Mo hadn't followed, turned his head slightly, frowned, and called Qiao Mo in a commanding tone: "Come here."

Jomo let out an "oh", and then came down awkwardly.

When passing by Su Hua, she couldn't help but glance at this woman, she felt a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Don't let her think about it, Xiao Yan said again: "Didn't you say that you have to gather at the school gate at ten o'clock? If you continue to write like this, I don't think you can climb the mountain."

It was only then that Qiao Mo remembered that he had to go to school later and climb the mountain with his classmates.

Immediately sat down on the dining chair and ate breakfast with big mouthfuls.

Su Hua was on the side, feeling neglected, her face showed a little impatience, but she still endured it, took a deep breath, and said to Xiao Yan: "A Yan, give me a little time, let's talk alone for a while."

"Miss Su, another day. I'm not very free today."

With a light tone, he refused without leaving any room.

Su Hua bit her lip, raised her delicate face, put on her sunglasses, turned around and left Xiao's house.

-

After Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo got into the car, Qiao Mo couldn't help asking, "Is that Miss Su a big star?"

She always felt as if she had seen her in a magazine or on TV.

Xiao Yan was always cold, and most of the time, he didn't answer her words.

Qiao Mo continued to ask: "That Miss Su, is that the one who called you last night? Is she your ex-girlfriend?"

Women are all gossips, including Qiao Mo.

Xiao Yan glared at her coldly, "Curiosity will kill the cat."

Jomo immediately shut up, "I was wrong."

She should be obedient and be Mrs. Xiao behind Mr. Xiao.

Qiao Mo was in a good mood, and hummed a little song on the way.

Xiao Yan couldn't take it anymore, "Shut up, it's ugly."

Jomo pouted his lips and moved his lips silently twice.

She wanted to refute, but she still kept her mouth shut. Her benefactor can't afford to offend her.

When approaching the school gate, Jomo pointed to the bus stop and said, "Put me down right here!"

Xiao Yan frowned.

Jomo reminded him, "Have you forgotten? The students don't know about our relationship. I'll just walk to the school gate later."

Xiao Yan didn't say a word, but stopped the car at the platform.

After Qiao Mo took off his seat belt, before getting out of the car, he couldn't help but ask, "Your time is so precious, why did you agree to go climbing with us?"

It's boring and out of tune with him.

(End of this chapter)