Billionaire Twins: Daddy, Please Take Mommy

Qiao Xin'an did not force any more. He pulled back his chair and sat down at the table.

Mu Zhengyan looked at Qiao Xinan's calm expression, his eyes darkened a few times, and he also sat down gracefully opposite her.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Qiao Xinan rubbed his neck and said, "it's OK. Do you want to take me to bed?"

Mu Zhengyan's well-defined fingers lifted the porcelain white milk cup, and his finger belly tightened unconsciously.

"Isn't the bed big enough at home? Are you going to sleep on the sofa?"

Qiao Xin'an looked as usual, and had already thought of an excuse: "I'm on my holiday. I'm afraid I'll dirty the sheets, and I have to get up at night. If I wake you up, it's not good."

Mother Zhang just understood. Did your wife sleep on the sofa last night?

But when she went to the master bedroom in the morning, the young master was sleeping with his wife.

Mother Zhang said with a smile, "madam, it doesn't matter if the sheets are dirty. We can wash them. If they are not clean, we can change them again."

Qiao Xinan: "rich and powerful.".

Mu Zhengyan admires Qiao Xinan with an embarrassed face, and orders Zhang Ma to bring a bowl of bird's nest porridge to Qiao Xinan.

Qiao Xin'an just had no taste in his mouth, so he took a big sip from the porcelain bowl.

As soon as I put down the bowl, I heard Mu Zhengyan's joking voice: "I thought you were so far away from me on purpose. I was afraid that I would check whether you had a holiday in the middle of the night."

Qiao Xin'an just drank the bird's nest porridge in his mouth and all of it suddenly came out.

Mu Zhengyan had no time to dodge and was sprayed all over his face.

Even Zhang Ma, who was standing by and waiting for them to have breakfast, was not spared.

Not caring about the bird's nest on her face, mother Zhang brought a clean hot towel to wipe Mu Zhengyan's face.

Mu zhengyanjun's face is very blue. He drags a towel and rubs the saliva on his face rudely.

Zhang Ma couldn't help but sweat for Qiao Xin'an.

Young master has always wanted face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Qiao Xin'an was also very embarrassed and said bitterly.

"Madam, please slow down. The young master won't rob you."

Qiao Xin'an wiped the corner of his mouth, turned his eyes and said, "yes, Mr. Mu is tolerant and generous. Surely he won't care about my rudeness?"

Mu Zhengyan

She has said all the good things. What else can he say?

……

After breakfast, Mu Zhengyan arranges the servant to move the luggage downstairs to the top floor for Qiao Xinan.

I don't know. When I moved, I found that her luggage was very little.

In the wardrobe of the big master bedroom, Mu Zhengyan put all his clothes on the left side, occupying only one third, leaving two-thirds for Qiao Xinan. Girls, especially female stars, are the most willing to pay for clothes such as bags.

However, when the servant moved in, Mu Zhengyan asked Zhang Ma with a strained face, "is that all?"

Zhang's mother was embarrassed to look at the few clothes and bags, even less than one tenth of the wardrobe, but the wardrobe was empty.

She said awkwardly, "my wife has very few things, including four or five pairs of shoes, and a pair of slippers."

Mu Zhengyan has a blue face.

How does Qi Lin pay her? In the heart inexplicably took a pain.

"Put these in order first, and I'll buy the rest with my wife."

"Yes," she said

Since his ex - wife left, the young master was finally willing to fall in love.

……

When Qiao Xin'an heard Mu Zhengyan say that he would take her to buy clothes and shoes, he shook his head and declined.

"I have enough clothes and shoes. I don't need to buy any more."

Mu Zhengyan repressed her desire to talk. Ignoring her refusal, she pulled her into the car and told the driver, "go to the central shopping mall and buy clothes for my wife."

Qiao Xin'an doesn't like Mu Zhengyan and completely ignores her own opinions.

A pair of dark eyes, resentful glare at him.

Mu Zhengyan swept her plain coat with dark jeans and simple dress. He put it in the crowd and said, "it's too shabby and out of style. It's getting in my way."

Qiao Xinan clenched his fist and protested: "you can choose not to look at me. I didn't force you to stick your eyes on me."

Mu Zhengyan's meaningful tone reverberated in the car: "you are my wife now, your disgrace is equal to my disgrace."

“……”

Hold it! Hold it!

"I call it thrift. It's different from the values of rich people like you."

"Most of the clothes in your closet are worn only once or twice and then lost. What's the difference between extravagance and waste?"

"I think I'm fine now. Please don't ask me to be a high-class lady. I can't do it. I think I'm disgraced and can let me go. Isn't everyone happy?"

Mu Zhengyan gazed at her with deep eyes. His eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and he didn't say a word at last.

There is something wrong with the atmosphere in the car. The driver drives very fast.

Only ten minutes later, the car has been parked in the parking area of the central shopping mall.

Mu Zhengyan pulls Qiao Xin'an out of the car. Qiao Xin'an is forced to accept it and lets the waiters choose a lot of clothes that match her size just like Barbie dolls. When she first came into Mu's house four years ago, it was the same scene. She also laments that rich people are really nice.

But the world has changed, but now she thinks that the plain is true.

All splendor and wealth are clouds.

"Have you measured it? Then I'll go to the bathroom, and you can pack by yourself. " Qiao Xin'an said to Mu Zhengyan and the shop assistant and went directly to the bathroom in the corner.

Mu Zhengyan stares at her back, her thin lips are more and more tight.

In the bathroom, Qiao Xin'an washes his face and takes the opportunity to call Qi Shuangshuang, who is far away in M country.

I left in a hurry yesterday, and I didn't have time to say more.

But the phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Maybe she's busy.

Joe hung up in disappointment.

"Miss Anjo? Is that you? "

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind. Qiao Xin'an looked up and saw a familiar face through the mirror.

The pupils suddenly constricted, and Joe's hands on the washstand slowly clenched into fists.

Promise!

How can I meet Shen Nuo here!

Before she opened her mouth, she saw Shen Nuo come over with a smile. Although her tone was gentle, it also showed a high power: "it's really you. Hello, I'm Shen Nuo, the director of Shengshi entertainment, and I'm just the agent of Tang Chunyan. I heard that Chunyan mentioned you before, and I finally have a chance to meet you today."

Qiao Xin'an took a deep breath and turned to Shen Nuo, but he didn't have any good face.

"That's it? If it's OK, please get out of the way

Shen Nuo was stunned.

She reported that she was the artist director of Shengshi entertainment, and no one ever gave her face.

This Anjiao is just like what Tang Chunyan said. Depending on his beauty, he is unbridled when he ascends to master mu.

There was a sneer in her eyes: "miss an, your family should be very ordinary, right? Since you are an ordinary person, you should do what an ordinary person should do, and don't want to get involved in things you shouldn't have. That will only lead to your own death. As for Mr. mu, do you really think he likes you? "