High price and luxurious marriage

The draft paper is very messy, so the owner of the painting can't get a clue. However, gradually looking back, he finds that the original messy lines form a beautiful picture. These paintings are not high-quality, but medium-sized. However, to Mo Shaoyang's surprise.

These paintings are all self created fashion designs. He is sure that he has never seen this kind of clothes before. They are charming but tall, fresh but sexy, and even have a bold deep V off the shoulder style.

Is this all her work? Mo Shaoyang's brow is locked. How can he not see these works? She is venting her dissatisfaction to him through these designs. She is accusing him of depriving her of her freedom. She is like a bird trapped in a cage. She yearns for freedom.

Huh? Free?

Sookie, do you want to fly like a bird? Oh, you are still too naive. How can I allow you to be happy?

But Mo Shaoyang has a strange smile on his face.

Suqi didn't coma for long. When she woke up again, Dr. Zhao had already left and prescribed some tranquilizing herbs for her to drink.

After Yu's mother left, Mo Shaoyang was the only one left in the room. When Su Qi woke up, she saw Mo Shaoyang standing by her desk, but her eyes were tightly locked and her face was dim.

"Do you want to learn design?" He asked her first.

Su Qi didn't know why. She thought that her hard-working manuscript would be destroyed by his temperament. She explained to him quickly: "I'm just helping my friend."

"It doesn't matter..." Mo Shaoyang impatiently interrupted her explanation: "what do you want to do? You don't need to report to me, just a little..." He stared at her. "Never run away from me."

Eh? This is how back to things, Su Qi did not react, he even let himself go?

It's not like his usual way at all.

When Su Qi reacts again, Mo Shaoyang has already gone out. He feels annoyed when he stays with her for a second, let alone in a room.

Doctor Zhao also took medicine for him after he came here. The wound is now a cool place, but he felt that there was a nameless anger in his heart.

When he thought that she might have something of her own just now, and the focus was not on him, he felt annoyed. However, he soon calmed down. Since she wanted to learn, why don't she let her go? She had something she liked. When he destroyed it, she felt more painful?

Ignoring the faint uneasiness in his heart, he reluctantly pulled up a touch of irony and went out of the door in the cold wind.

"Madam, drink the medicine and have a good rest..." Mo Shaoyang did not go much for a while, Yu Ma came in with the fried medicine.

"Well..." For Yu Ma, she is always pleasant.

She cleverly picked up the traditional Chinese medicine from her mother, pinched her nose and poured it all in one breath.

When she was a child, she needed to take Chinese medicine when she was sick. She used to play a trick and make a tantrum, but she didn't want to drink it. Finally, her brother coaxed him and promised her to take her out to play when she got well. Later, she drank Chinese medicine obediently, but it was too bitter for her. After one sip, she resolutely refused to take the second.

Brother angry, made a fire, her wronged eyes red looking at him is stubborn do not shed tears, or brother soft down, came to coax her, and teach her a trick, teach her to drink Chinese medicine when pinching the nose, a breath down, what feeling is not.

Thinking of her brother, Su Qi's eyes are a little red, and Mo Shaoyang has so many injuries. According to his temper, the person who beat him is certainly not much better. Therefore, she is very worried about him now, and she doesn't know how he is.

"Why do you cry? Is the medicine crying too much?"

Yu Ma saw that Su Qi's face was not right. When she looked at it carefully, she found that her eyes were all red. In a hurry, she began to cry.

"Well, it's OK. I just think of the past..." Su Qi gave her a soothing smile, and then handed her the medicine bowl: "Yu Ma, you are worried..."

"Silly girl, how can you say that..." Yu Ma choked back to her, but she thought of something again, and quickly changed the topic: "madam, when Mr. just picked you up, his face was pale, and he was really scared. It seems that your decision to come back this time is right. Maybe he was really moved by you, and decided to live with you."

Su Qi's eyes brightened for a while, but his tone didn't fluctuate much. He was afraid that he would die, ah.

"Don't think too much, madam. Everything will be fine." Before her mother left, she told her again.

Sure enough, the last trace of blood on Su Qi's face is gone. Yu Ma's older generation thinks that two people can live together. However, she has paid so much, does he really have no heart?

What on earth should she do?

The days passed like flowing water, and soon it was time for the Mojia banquet.

It's a weekend. Everyone in the villa has been busy since the morning. Only Suqi doesn't know what to do for her. She just stuffs herself in the house and makes herself more beautiful. As Zhao Qing says, at least she doesn't lose her face.Zhao Qing was also very busy all day. It was only in the evening when some guests came that she remembered that there was still a telephone pole standing on the floor. If these people knew that her daughter-in-law knew nothing and didn't even have the basic politeness to welcome guests, she would lose her face.

Just thinking about it, I saw Suqi come down from upstairs and walk to her side.

"Mom, I think the guests should be here by now. I'll come down to meet them."

Su Qi is standing next to Zhao Qing cleverly. She opens her mouth gently and looks like a lady from a big family.

Zhao Qing just in the way of a guest to come in, not easy to pull down the face, only a cold hum to show her full.

Su Qi felt a little uncomfortable, but she still pretended to laugh. When Zhao Qing introduced her to her elders, she nodded one by one to say hello.

"You're here. I'll go inside and have a look."

In the end, Zhao Qing left Su Qi alone and went into the hall to greet her. She left Su Qi alone by the door.

"I'm alone?" Su Qi blurted out subconsciously.

"What? Do you have a problem? " Zhao Qing's anger didn't come out all day today. As soon as he heard Su Qi's words, he began to get angry: "you don't do anything all day. My son is supporting you. Why do you want me to be your servant? Look at you. You're so stuffy in your room all day. You don't even show your face about such a big thing at home. Is it like that? Where are your manners? My son is blind. How can he marry a woman like you? "

"Mom, my parents have been dead for a long time..."

Su Qi weakly explained for herself, she dare not speak more loudly, just a small voice in the throat, but Zhao Qing still heard, she did not hear clearly, just intuition will not have any good words.