Chapter 2

"On the night of your wedding, you don't go home. You are the wild seed out there!"

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"Say, which man and ghost did you hang out with last night?"

Don't ask red and white then be accused disorderly one pass, Qiao Mu late subconsciously frowned.

"What? Can't answer, or do you seduce too many men and can't remember which one? "

Looking at Qiao Mu's pestle at the door like a lump of wood, Zhao Yalan scornfully hooked the corner of his mouth, just like the lady in the main room who oppressed my concubine in ancient times.

Being stung by such a domineering and unreasonable voice, Qiao Mu Wan could not see where the lady was worthy of respect.

Bear the pain of the temple, scallion fingers subconsciously clenched into a small fist.

She knew that such a day was just the beginning, and she had to learn to adapt.

"What am I talking about this morning?"

Weiyi's male voice rings, and Nian Yongming comes over with his meticulous hair.

Looking at her husband in the dark gray home clothes, just at the right time, Zhao Yalan turned her mouth coldly -

"what's the quarrel? Oh Which wild man did you hang out with last night

"Yalan, shut up. I won't allow you to say that!"

Nian Yongming scolds Zhao Yalan coldly.

"Think about what your good son did last night before you want to train him late!"

"You..."

By her husband's words lost face, Zhao Yalan immediately horizontal under a graceful makeup face.

"Yalan, since Mu Wan has been married to Nian family and is a member of Nian family, I hope you can put away your extreme views on Mu Wan!"

No longer to manage Zhao Yalan, Nian Yongming looks at Qiao Muwan.

"Muwan, Dad heard that your friend had a car accident last night. You've been busy all night. Go and have a rest!"

"Well!"

Is really eager to get rid of Zhao Yalan, Qiao Mu late politely nodded, then went upstairs, but behind Zhao Yalan that incessant abuse, or exactly fell in her ears.

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"well Nanchen, I love you... "

The crimson and heartbeating sound, like the sweet silk of chocolate, lingers in the huge presidential suite.

After a violent love, Qiao Mohan is like a water snake around the man.

"Nanchen, I'm very unhappy. I'm really unhappy. I'm the one you like. Why do you want to marry Qiao Muwan

Du lips, she reluctantly with the man's thin arm.

Nian Nanchen and Qiao Muwan's commercial marriage, which has no love but only interests, everyone knows what's going on. However, everyone knows that the women Nian Nanchen has always liked are the youngest daughters of the Qiao family. It's really hard to understand what the heads of the two families think. Ju ran let him marry the eldest daughter of the Qiao family.

Holding his long finger, Nian Nanchen grabs Qiao Mohan's jaw -

"it doesn't matter who you marry. What matters is your position in my heart. It's like last night when you didn't call, I let Qiao Mu stay alone in the empty room on his wedding night?"

The eye light falls on Qiao Mo Han's face like a firm rock, and the beautiful facial features are magnified in the woman's doll like big eyes.

Listening to the voice of Nian Nanchen, Qiao Mo Han felt better.

"I hate it

See a man's hand again unruly stretched out to come over, Qiao Mo contain Jiao hum of flattering voice.