Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 269 Strict Wife Control

After reading the news, Suman rolled his eyes, as if he had a new idea.

Suman didn't want to waste time at all, she said a few words to the nanny.

She went upstairs and took out a set of clothes directly from the closet to change into.

The light green knee-length skirt just reflected Suman's fair skin, and the faint blush hung on her face, which was more beautiful than the best rouge.

Suman put on a simple makeup in front of the mirror.

She blew a kiss to her lips.

Mr. Mo, accepted.

Suman smiled charmingly, turned and left the room.

When she walked out of Mo's house, the housekeeper had already ordered the car to be parked at the door.

Outside the house, the eyes are bright, and it is another April, everything is full of vitality, even the sun is full of youth.

Suman put on sunglasses and sat in the back row.

The car window slowly rolled up, revealing a small fair face and black-rimmed sunglasses, adding a touch of mystery to Suman.

The car stopped in front of Mo's Dongfang, and Suman got out of the car.

She is in front of Mo's, looking up at the tall Mo's group.

Suman paused for a few seconds before walking towards the company.

At this time, in Mo Ziqian's office, Han Fei was sitting on the sofa, looking at Mo Ziqian, with the corner of his mouth raised, "Young Master Mo, you are now a househusband, and you stay at home every day, so you can't play happily anymore."

Mo Ziqian held the document in his hand and ignored Han Fei.

Seeing that Mo Ziqian ignored him, Han Fei got up from the sofa, walked to Mo Ziqian's desk, and took away the documents in Mo Ziqian's hand.

Mo Ziqian wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looked at Han Fei through the thin lenses, and said, "Bring it."

Han Fei held the document in his hand, and said with a smile, "Finally, I'm looking at people right. The brothers are gathering tonight, shall we go together?"

Seeing that Han Fei did not return the document to him, Mo Ziqian went to get another one and read it.

Hearing what Han Fei said, he replied, "I'm very busy, and I have to take care of my children when I go home."

Han Fei immediately said, "No, you must go tonight."

Mo Ziqian said, "No."

Han Fei patted his chest in front of those brothers, so he will definitely take Mo Ziqian to the bar tonight.

He walked around the desk, came to Mo Ziqian, and took the document away from Mo Ziqian's hand.

Han Fei said, "Young Master Mo, I promised them that if you don't go, won't I be unable to come down?"

Mo Ziqian took back the document in Han Fei's hand, continued to look at the document, and said, "That's your business, it has nothing to do with me."

Han Fei immediately frowned and said, "Young Master Mo, you are too mean."

Mo Ziqian did not speak, and began to look at the documents as if no one else was there. '

Seeing that Mo Ziqian started ignoring people again, Han Fei walked a few steps towards Mo Ziqian, intending to take the documents from Mo Ziqian's hand, and even said in his mouth, "No, you must go, you must be responsible !"

However, Han Fei grabbed the documents, Mo Ziqian naturally disagreed, Haifei did not expect Mo Ziqian's strength to be a little strong, standing on the ground with one foot and hanging in the air with one foot, his body was unstable, and he asked Mo Ziqian Humility down.

Mo Ziqian did not expect the unexpected situation either.

But in the blink of an eye, Han Fei landed on Mo Ziqian's lap.

This pose
At this time, the door of the office also opened.

Suman only heard that he had to be responsible, but when he raised his eyes, he saw such a scene of affection.

Mo Ziqian hugged Han Fei in the office chair
Just now, Su Man walked into Mo's and went straight to the front desk. She asked if Mo Ziqian was there.

The front desk knew Su Man, and also knew from the newspaper that Mr. Mo was married to her.

The front desk received Suman graciously and told Suman that Mo was always in the office.

The front desk also enthusiastically asked Su Man if he wanted to call Mr. Mo.

Su Man said no, and went upstairs directly in the president's elevator.

Coincidentally, Suman saw such a scene full of comedy as soon as he entered the door.

Full of passion, full of tone.

Suman leaned against the door, looked at the two people not far away, and said, "Mr. Mo, you have really special hobbies."

Suman's voice finally woke up the two people in their seats.

Han Fei looked at the expression in Suman's eyes, and suddenly felt a little unsteady.

Mo Ziqian didn't speak, but Han Fei couldn't stand Su Man's words, and replied, "This is an accident."

Su Man looked at Han Fei, then at Mo Ziqian, and said, "Accidental, unexpected embrace?"

Han Fei didn't expect that Suman's words would get darker and darker. Han Fei's face sank, and she didn't want to stay in the office for a step, and she walked out the door.

There was no Han Fei in the office, only Su Man and Mo Ziqian were left.

Suman walked to the sofa on one side, sat down, looked at Mo Ziqian, with a faint smile in his eyes, and said, "Mr. Mo, I thought I would see you talking to a certain woman in the office, but I didn't expect you to talk to a certain woman." Han Fei and the two."
Suman said here, paused deliberately, and then said, "Just now, Assistant Meng called me and hesitated for a moment. Just now, I really thought, what should I do when I opened the door and saw you hugging a certain woman?" , whether to beat her up, or to leave arrogantly, I never thought of it!"

Suman's words clearly carried a deep meaning.

Mo Ziqian's eyes deepened, like a pool of cold water.

Suman smiled and sat on the sofa, while Mo Ziqian looked at Suman inscrutablely.

In an instant, Mo Ziqian got up from his seat and came to Su Man's side.

Mo Ziqian looked down at Suman.

Su Man's expression did not change, she was still smiling, her red lips moved, and she said, "Mr. Mo, you don't let me come or go to work, are you afraid that I will find out your friendship?"

Suman said this deliberately, and the smile on his face was even brighter.

Mo Ziqian's eyes became deeper and deeper, like an ink tray.

Suddenly, Mo Ziqian quickly stretched out his hand and pulled Suman up from the sofa.

Mo Ziqian pushed Suman against the wall.

Mo Ziqian's hand passed through Suman and pressed against the wall.

As soon as he moved his fingertips, the office went dark in an instant.

The blinds were all closed, and with a click, the door of the office was also locked by Mo Ziqian.

Suman's heart tightened, and the smile on his face was a little unsteady.

As soon as her red lips moved, before she could say anything, Su Man's lips were kissed by Mo Ziqian's thin lips.

Su Man's eyes widened a little, looking at Mo Ziqian's enlarged face, a few words suddenly appeared in his mind.

Mr. Mo, are you getting angry?

Indeed, no man can bear being told by his own woman that he has an affair with another man.

Mo Ziqian was just exercising a man's rights.

Mo Ziqian's kiss was forceful and domineering, so Suman could only accept it and could not resist at all.

Mo Ziqian brought Suman to the large desk.

Mo Ziqian stretched out his hand to sweep, and all those documents fell on the ground, crackling.

The voice ringing in Suman's ears didn't make Mo Ziqian pause at all.

Suman couldn't help but blush when he thought of what happened next.

Mo Ziqian's hand has slipped.

The knee-length skirt made Mo Ziqian even cheaper.

Su Man's original plan was disrupted by Mo Ziqian again.

This time, Mo Ziqian was not at all as gentle as he was at home, and he was vaguely displeased.

Suman was extremely tired, and just before falling asleep, a sentence appeared in Suman's mind.

Could Mr. Mo work so hard because of what she said just now?

Suman wanted to ask, but he was too tired and immediately fell asleep.

Mo Ziqian's office is divided into two rooms, inside and outside.

Work outside, rest inside.

Mo Ziqian picked up the clothes on the ground, walked into the room, went to the bathroom to freshen up, and then came out refreshed.

There was still a trace of water on Mo Ziqian's face.

There was a twinkle in those black eyes.

Mo Ziqian's eyes froze for a moment, but after a while, he regained his composure.

Mo Ziqian picked up the files and processed them completely.

Only then did Mo Ziqian dial Meng Wenjia's internal line and let Meng Wenjia come in to get the documents.

Meng Wenjia took the file away.

Mo Ziqian was about to get up and go inside to see Suman, when there was a knock on the door.

Meng Wenjia and Li Ai stood at the door.

Mo Ziqian said, "What's the matter?"

Meng Wenjia told Mo Ziqian about the new real estate.

Recently, the policies introduced by the government are not effective, and it is difficult to get a mortgage.

The number of people buying houses is decreasing, and the second phase is still under construction.

Mo Ziqian looked at a certain place with his black eyes, and with a movement of his thin lips, he asked Meng Wenjia to carry out the previous contract.

Meng Wenjia also believed in Mo Ziqian's choice.

Li Ai reported the matter in hand again.

After Mo Ziqian finished listening, he still didn't see them leaving.

Mo Ziqian looked at them suspiciously.

Meng Wenjia looked at Li Ai, and Li Ai also looked at Meng Wenjia. Their eyes met in the air, revealing a hint of deep meaning.

Mo Ziqian vaguely guessed something, and said in a good mood, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Meng Wenjia looked at Li Ai, Li Ai lowered his head, Meng Wenjia's eyes changed, and he glanced at Li Ai.

Mo Ziqian looked at Meng Wenjia, smiled faintly, and said, "Sure enough, it's exactly what Su Man thought, a strict wife."

Mo Ziqian's words immediately made Meng Wenjia blush, and wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

Such an atmosphere is relaxed.

Meng Wenjia hesitated for a moment before taking out the things hidden behind him.

A red invitation card.

Mo Ziqian looked at the invitation and immediately laughed.

Meng Wenjia's face turned red, and he stretched out his hand to pull Li Ai.

Li Ai then took the wedding candy in his hand to Mo Ziqian's desk.

Li Ai said shyly, "Young Master Mo, I hope you can come to my wedding with Wen Jia."

Mo Ziqian smiled lightly and said, "Su Man and I will definitely come."

Mo Ziqian had a smile on his face.

However, at this time, a voice appeared in the office.

"Mo Ziqian—"

There was still a smile on Mo Ziqian's face, as if he was not stopped by Su Man's shout.

Suman woke up, looked at a strange place, and remembered after a moment that she was in the lounge of Mo Ziqian's office.

Suman felt a little unhappy when he thought about what happened to them just now.

Her clothes were on the bed, but nothing was there.

Suman searched all over the bed, but still couldn't find it.

Suman could only wrap himself in the quilt, walked out of the room, opened the door, and said, "Where are my things?"

(End of this chapter)