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

Chapter 8 Looks pleasing to the eye, looks good

Qiao Mo's eyes turned red, "Mr. Xiao, why me?"

He has such good conditions, why is it her?So small her?

Xiao Yan turned sideways slightly, stared at her, and smiled faintly, "Because I look pleasing to the eye, and also, I don't look bad."

Xiao Yan re-handed the two-year marriage contract to Qiao Mo. The entire contract only needed Qiao Mo's signature to take effect.

In short, as long as she signs the contract, Qiao Sheng will have medical expenses of more than 1 yuan. What's more, she doesn't have to worry about all medical expenses and recuperation expenses in the future.

Xiao Yan, the richest man in Haicheng, as his wife, should be able to sit and eat gold and silver, right?
She stared at the contract, picked up the black fountain pen vigorously, picked up the pen, and signed at the signature place.

Xiao Yan smiled lightly, rubbing the delicate black characters with her fingertips, "From now on, you will be a veritable Mrs. Xiao, but I hope you can keep the news of our marriage to the outside world, so as to avoid unnecessary troubles."

Qiao Mo was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that he wanted to have a secret marriage.

However, even if he didn't mention it, she still wanted to bring it up, and she didn't want to scare Qiao Sheng yet.

Marrying such a rich man, my father will definitely be paranoid, and it will also make Qiao Sheng feel that he is dragging her down.

For the next thing, Qiao Mo didn't see Xiao Yan again, and Zhao Qian took her to handle all the chores of the marriage formalities.

After going through all the formalities, Qiao Mo held a little red notebook in his hand, and felt that all this was a bit incredible.

She was... married!

With a man I've only met twice!Engage!
Her injured leg was still in plaster, and Qiao Mo pleaded with Zhao Qian, "Assistant Zhao, can you send me back to the school dormitory?"

Zhao Qian smiled politely and respectfully: "Madam, you are now my boss, just like the boss. If you have anything to do, you can directly order it, and you don't need to ask me."

Jomo scratched his head, "Oh, then take me back to the school dormitory."

Zhao Qian still maintained a formulaic smile: "Sorry ma'am, BOSS asked me to take you directly to his private villa."

Jomo: "..."

I muttered in my heart: Since the big boss has already made a decision, why should she give orders?
Do rich people like to talk around like this?That Xiao Yan is, and so is this assistant.

Wait, a private villa?
"But Assistant Zhao, what am I going to do in Mr. Xiao's private villa?"

Zhao Qian looked at Qiao Mo with a formulaic smile, "Madam, I'm not sure about this. But since you are already the wife of BOSS, it is reasonable and legal to live with BOSS."

Qiao Mo bit her lip, how could she forget?She and him are now husband and wife!
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Along the way, Qiao Mo was absent-minded until reaching the destination, Xiao Yan's private villa, Zhao Qian reminded her: "Madam, we are here."

Only then did Jomo come to his senses, and looked out the window. The scenery here is really nice, facing the sea, the air is fresh, and the sound of seagulls and waves is very pleasant.

She limped and struggled to get out of the car, looked at the delicate white western-style building in front of her, squinted her eyes and asked, "Why is there only one house here? Is it only Mr. Xiao's family who lives here?"

Zhao Qian replied with a light smile: "Yes, all the land here was bought by the BOSS. The BOSS likes to be clean and doesn't like to make noise."

Qiao Mo secretly remembered that if he likes to be clean, then he should also like women to be quiet, right?

The two-year marriage period, as long as you are obedient and clever, and don't touch his nipples.

But what she didn't understand was, since it was a hidden marriage, why did she say she needed a nominal wife?

Qiao Mo couldn't help but raised his face and asked, "Assistant Zhao, is Mr. Xiao the only one at home? Where are his parents?"

Zhao Qian pursed his lips and smiled, "My wife can directly ask the boss about these things."

In the huge Jingbin villa, the emptiness is terrifying, the heavy curtains are drawn airtightly, the bright sunlight outside is blocked, and the large areas are pitch-black. Qiao Mo walked slowly with a cane to explore inside.

The little hand fumbled on the wall, found a light switch, flicked it, turned it on, and the whole room was lit up.

Her tense heart finally let out a long breath of relief.

(End of this chapter)