Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 168 Mr. Mo, You Have Been Bad
Suman frowned, a little surprised.

Mr. Mo, when was he so humorous.

Massage, groping?
The corner of Su Man's mouth suddenly smiled, but he looked at Mo Ziqian, and whispered in Mo Ziqian's ear, "Mr. Mo, you have turned bad."

Suman's whisper was accompanied by a burst of burning breath, and rushed into Mo Ziqian's ears.

Mo Ziqian raised his brows, moved his deep eyes, looked at Su Man, put his mouth close to Su Man, and said, "It's not because of you."

"." Suman was speechless for a while.

After a while, Suman said, "Mr. Mo, where are you taking me?"

Mo Ziqian smiled mysteriously and said, "You will know later."

Seeing that Mo Ziqian didn't tell her, Su Man didn't ask any more questions, and looked out the window.

The night in midsummer came a little late, and it was the time when the sun was setting and the sun was setting.

When Suman saw a crimson cloud rising in the sky, he was overjoyed and said, "Stop!"

Li Ai glanced at Mo Ziqian, and Mo Ziqian said softly, "Park on the side of the road."

Li Ai parked the car on the side of the road, and in an instant, Su Man got out of the car and stood on the bridge beside him, looking at the clouds in the sky.

She shouted, "Mo Ziqian, come down quickly."

Mo Ziqian got out of the car, came to Su Man's side, and said, "Mrs. Mo, what are you doing?"

"Look, Luoxia!" Suman pointed to the sky and said with a smile.

The red light shone down from Suman's head, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in the red light. The smiling face was like a blooming flower, very beautiful.

Mo Ziqian looked at Suman and smiled, "It's really beautiful."

"Yeah, this is the first time I've taken the time to appreciate the natural scenery, it's really beautiful," Suman sighed as he looked at the sky.

Only then did she realize that Luoxia was so beautiful.

"The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky," Su Man said.

"Mrs. Mo, you really have a literary talent, and you can recite poems," Mo Ziqian said with a smile.

Su Man was startled, but turned his gaze from the horizon, looked at Mo Ziqian, frowned for a moment, and said displeasedly, "Mr. Mo, are you playing tricks on me?"

Mo Ziqian suddenly raised a hand and said in a low voice, "How dare I, Mrs. Mo, I am the best husband in the world, how could I play tricks on my wife?"

Su Man was amused by Mo Ziqian's funny movements, and with a smile on his face again, he stretched out his hand and pretended to hit Mo Ziqian a few times.

Mo Ziqian stretched out one hand to pinch Suman's wrist, and said, "Mrs. Mo, don't fight any more. If you injure my hand, it will affect the situation of the battle, but your loss, Occasionally, though, we can try new positions."

Mo Ziqian's low words were directly transmitted to Su Man's ears, and Su Man's face turned red in an instant.

She glanced at Mo Ziqian coquettishly, but did not continue to fight, she was worried that Mo Ziqian would say something more explosive.

Under the crimson glow, his delicate face showed a bright red. Mo Ziqian looked at Su Man, startled.

After a while, Suman said, "In the past, I thought that if I had a partner in the future, I would definitely see the beautiful scenery of the world with him. Today, I have finally completed a small part. Mr. Mo, is today's sunset beautiful? "

"Beautiful! Very beautiful!" Mo Ziqian looked at the sky, then at Suman, and finally his eyes fell on Suman.

Su Man didn't realize it, and he became the most beautiful scenery in Mo Ziqian's eyes.

They stood by the bridge for about an hour.

The gentle river wind blew up Su Man's long forehead hair, flying in the air, several strands of long hair gently touched Mo Ziqian's chest, as if they were about to wrap around Mo Ziqian's thin threads .

Li Ai and Meng Wenjia stood behind Mo Ziqian and Su Man.

After the sun went down and the rosy clouds disappeared, Su Man walked back to the car full of enthusiasm.

Mo Ziqian got into the car, and they went directly to Mo's residence.

However, when Mo Ziqian came home, a stretched Lincoln had slowly stopped at the gate of Mo's house.

The butler immediately stepped forward and stood respectfully beside the car.

The driver who was driving in front quickly came to the back row after he stopped the car. He opened the door and said politely, "Ma'am, you're home."

In an instant, a middle-aged woman with short curly hair was in the car, wearing a well-fitting lady's dress, her face was even more delicately made up, and her face was indifferent. She walked out of the car slowly, with an air of arrogant.

She glanced at everyone, but landed on the housekeeper and asked, "Where is the young master?"

The butler stood aside, bowed his head and replied, "I haven't come back yet."

The middle-aged woman walked directly into Mo's house, and behind her a woman of similar age walked inside with a suitcase.

Half an hour later, Mo Ziqian's car was parked outside Mo's residence. Li Ai got out of the car and opened the car door. Meng Wenjia was about to open the car door, but Su Man had already opened it. She looked at Meng Wenjia and smiled, "Assistant Meng, Don't bother you, when do you plan to get married? Shall I introduce you?"

Meng Wenjia's face twisted unnaturally, but Su Man said reluctantly, "Actually, Li Ai is not bad."

Su Man turned to Li Ai again and asked, "Li Ai, do you have a girlfriend?"

Li Ai, "."
Mo Ziqian remained silent, his thin lips slightly raised, but it was a little funny.

"Li Ai, you really don't have a girlfriend?"

"If you don't answer, it means you don't have a girlfriend?"

"Actually, it's very suitable for you and Assistant Meng to be together. You can see that you know martial arts, and Assistant Meng can also do martial arts. If you quarrel and fight, you will definitely get along well. Li Ai, if you lose, then you will just scratch your ears. And Assistant Meng lost, Assistant Meng is a little girl, haha, not bad, not bad."

Li Ai was speechless, Meng Wenjia really couldn't listen to Mrs. Mo's words, so he replied unnaturally, "Young lady, I have no plans to get married yet."

"What? Don't you plan to get married?" Suman laughed exaggeratedly.

"You don't want to get married, do you? Doesn't it mean that you will die alone, so I will feel sorry, and Ziqian will feel sorry too," Su Man said.

Meng Wenjia was even more afraid of Su Man, and got into the car directly. Li Ai was also sitting in the car, and said to Mo Ziqian, "Young Master Mo, let's go first."

Mo Ziqian watched one of his subordinates run away, held Su Man's hand, with a slight smile on his face.

Seeing the situation, Su Man didn't let go, and said again, "Li Ai, think about what I said just now. Assistant Meng, think about it too."

Li Ai started the accelerator and left directly.

Mo Ziqian watched his assistant run away, and the smile on his face deepened a bit.

He turned Suman's face to himself, and said with a smile, "Mrs. Mo, how boring are you?"

But Suman replied, "Don't you think it's more fulfilling for your two assistants to get married?"

Mo Ziqian's thin lips moved up, and he moved closer to Suman, whispering in Suman's ear, "I prefer to be in bed with you, creating a little Mo, or a little Man, so that I can be more A sense of accomplishment."

Mo Ziqian's voice made Suman blush. She patted Mo Ziqian's chest and said, "Mr. Mo, you are really bad."

"Men aren't bad and women don't love them!" Mo Ziqian replied, even carrying Suman on his shoulders with all his might.

Su Man was picked up by Mo Ziqian at once, the sudden weightlessness made Su Man exclaimed, and after patting Mo Ziqian a few times, he hugged his neck with both hands.

The corners of Mo Ziqian's lips raised slightly, and he strode inside.

Su Man was hugged by Mo Ziqian, with a bright smile on his face.

Mo Ziqian strode directly inside. Su Man was on top of Mo Ziqian, feeling a little dizzy, and said, "Slow down, I'm dizzy, Mr. Mo."

Mo Ziqian replied, "Okay, Mrs. Mo, I must slow down."

At this time, Mo Ziqian had already walked into the hall. In the unusually quiet hall, the voices of Mo Ziqian and Su Man were very clear, and even spread to every corner of the hall.

Mrs. Mo?
Tang Yishan, who was sitting in the hall waiting for Mo Ziqian, frowned immediately, and looked at Mo Ziqian and Su Man, her face darkened.

The housekeeper stood next to Tang Yishan, seeing her face change, he couldn't help coughing softly.

He likes the young lady now, so he can't help worrying about the young lady.

Madam Tang Yishan is notoriously strict, the young master and young madam are probably going to be taught a lesson when they come in like this.

The butler's cough made Mo Ziqian roll his eyes, but he saw a very dignified and virtuous woman sitting on the sofa in the middle of the hall.

Seeing this, Mo Ziqian had no choice but to put down Suman and tidy up his clothes.

Seeing Mo Ziqian's gaze, Su Man followed suit. A middle-aged woman was sitting on the sofa with a serious expression on her face. Her sitting posture and facial expression were perfect. Su Man didn't care about such an expression at all. Unfamiliar, the Su family's aunt, Aunt Mei, and Su Qi are all like this. Judging by this woman's age, she may have a very close relationship with Mo Ziqian.

Su Man was already thinking about it, but suddenly he heard Mo Ziqian say, "What's wrong with you."

Although Mo Ziqian didn't call out his title, Su Man could tell from Mo Ziqian's voice that it was really what she thought.

Suman greeted, "Hello, Auntie."

"Wait, who are you calling auntie?" Tang Yishan looked at Su Man coldly.

Being rejected by Tang Yishan, Su Man's expression was a little unnatural.

Mo Ziqian reached out to hold Su Man's hand, proving to Tang Yishan that their relationship was extraordinary.

Tang Yishan was displeased and asked, "Ziqian, who do you say is Mrs. Mo?"

Mo Ziqian tightened Su Man's hand, turned his gaze to Su Man, and said calmly, "She is my wife, Mrs. Mo Su Man."

"What is her background?" Tang Yishan asked.

Tang Yishan's gaze fell firmly on Su Man and Mo Ziqian's tightly clasped hands.

The atmosphere in the whole hall was tense. Su Man wanted to break free from Mo Ziqian's hand, but Mo Ziqian didn't relax at all, and held it tightly.

"She has no background. He is just my wife. We are married and legally recognized as my wife," Mo Ziqian said directly.

Tang Yishan immediately exclaimed, "What? You and this woman are already married?"

Mo Ziqian said, "She is not a woman, her name is Suman."

"I don't care what he is, anyway, if we didn't recognize her, she is not the daughter-in-law of my Mo family!" Tang Yishan's face was full of anger.

Mo Ziqian still insisted, "It doesn't matter if you don't agree, as long as I agree."

Tang Yishan was so angry that she reached out and patted the table.

Tang Yishan's good upbringing also disappeared, she was very angry.

Mo Ziqian raised his lips, he didn't care at all, and said lightly, "You should go back, I live with my wife here, it seems too crowded for you to live here."

Mo Ziqian's unceremonious dismissal order made Tang Yishan's face change even more.

Su Man reached out and squeezed Mo Ziqian's hand tightly.

Mo Mansion is so big, how can it look crowded.

It must be that Mo Ziqian has a bad relationship with this woman.

Mo Ziqian did not accept Su Man's kindness, looked at Tang Yishan who was in a hurry, and walked upstairs without looking back.

Tang Yishan watched Mo Ziqian leave, and became even more angry. She stretched out her hand and pushed away the teacup on the small table in front of her.

The crystal cup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces with a click, and the tea inside also dripped on the ground, spreading out a large group of stains.

But Mo Ziqian didn't look back, he just took Suman and walked upstairs.

Suman turned his head and nodded apologetically at the middle-aged woman.

Mo Ziqian pulled Suman into the room and closed the door with one kick.

Only then did Mo Ziqian let go of Suman's hand, walked to the large window alone, and looked into the distance.

Mo Ziqian's hand naturally touched a pack of cigarettes from his bag, took out one, and lit it.

Su Man looked at Mo Ziqian's tall back, but vaguely felt a trace of sadness.

Su Man didn't know what Mo Ziqian went through, but she could tell that Mo Ziqian was unhappy.

Faint smoke rings spread in the room, and Mo Ziqian's face was blurred in it.

Su Man walked up to Mo Ziqian, she leaned against the window, reached out to take the cigarette from Mo Ziqian's mouth, and said softly, "Smoking is harmful to your health, don't smoke, you and I are husband and wife now, what can we say? , as if I were a listener."

Su Man took Mo Ziqian's cigarette and extinguished it in the ashtray beside him.

Mo Ziqian didn't look at Suman, nor did he take out a cigarette, but just stared blankly at the vast night outside.

After Su Man put down the cigarette, he also stood beside Mo Ziqian, following Mo Ziqian's gaze and looking into the distance.

Mo Ziqian's well-defined face was like wearing a mask to isolate him.

Suman didn't know why, but felt a little blocked.

Su Man was not used to Mo Ziqian like this.

She walked up behind Mo Ziqian, stretched her arms around Mo Ziqian's waist naturally, and put her head on Mo Ziqian's back.

Su Man's approach made Mo Ziqian startled.

But still did not pull Suman away.

The two stood quietly in front of the window, a layer of unstained glass, under the curtain of the night, reflected the intimate image of embracing each other.

After a while, the two hugged like this.

Suman didn't speak any more.

The night outside is getting thicker and quieter.

Su Man's legs were also numb, and Mo Ziqian hadn't moved yet.

Suman couldn't help but switch to another foot to support the weight of his body.

Su Man climbed directly onto the back of Mo Ziqian's hands and folded his hands.

(End of this chapter)