Chapter 141

Yi Qiao's skin was so hot that it was probably imprinted.

She twisted her eyebrows and moved in his arms with some impatience, "you let go first."

Although autumn has already begun, these days are the most violent time for autumn tigers. The temperature is higher than that in summer. How can she meet people with this gorgeous red mark.

Mo Beiting finally let Yi Qiao go, but not out of his own will.

But was not known when to Huafang Shen Jian Yan copied a side of the strip, solid solid smoke in the back, "who let you kiss her?"

That kind of thin strip on the body is more painful than a stick.

Mo Beiting was suddenly drawn. He released Yi Qiao and looked back at the angry Shen Jian Yan with some helplessness: "Dad, Yi Qiao is my wife. I should fight if I don't kiss her?"

"I haven't agreed to your marriage yet."

Shen Jian Yan mercilessly stares at Yi Qiao, the face of the face board has no facial expression, Yang voice way: "right aunt, clean up guest room for Mo three little."

Mo Beiting, a bastard, is wild. Although he calls his father respectfully, he doesn't follow him.

Just like the marriage with Yi Qiao, up to now, he didn't give him a positive answer!

But what he said was very reasonable, which made it impossible for him to refute.

He even feels strangely that he is indeed a man worthy of being entrusted for life. He has responsibility, courage and ability. He will not cajole others with words, and will not make promises rashly.

This makes him very unwilling, like being led by the nose.

Shen Jianyan was not the master of Ansheng when he was young. He did everything that a dandy would do. Now he is old, and his temper is slowly converging.

Now temper up, no matter what your identity, directly took a note to him to greet a!

Mo Beiting hasn't been beaten since he can remember. Although Mr. Mo is also hot tempered, he always likes to throw things, and he avoids them every time.

Helplessly saw the Yi Qiao of the eye body side.

But she was pursing her lips, trying to suppress a smile, eyes bent, mixed with broken diamond as bright.

Mo Beiting was ready to say something. He heard Shen Jianyan yell: "don't laugh at my daughter."

Mo Beiting

He's never been yelled so wrongly.

On the other side, aunt Quan has come up in a hurry, "sir."

She was downstairs just now. She only listened to Shen Jianyan's words. She thought she had heard it wrong.

Shen Jian Yan didn't like to repeat, "go to prepare the guest room for Mo San Shao, Yi Qiao, you come to my study!"

Yi Qiao went to the study, Shen Jian Yan did not pay attention to her, just sat on the desk to deal with the documents.

She stood for a moment, calling out, "Dad."

Shen Jian Yan pointed to the sofa, "you just sit there for me honestly."

Yi Qiao

……

Dinner will be held in the most distinctive East View Yuhu hotel in Lulin.

Mr. Shen is physically inconvenient and doesn't want to go out. Mr. Shen has a meeting with Mr. Yan!

In the end, Chen Qing, Yi Qiao and Mo Beiting were left. Instead of sitting in the private room, they chose a window seat.

Dongjingyu lake is next to the largest man-made lake in Lin'an. On both sides of the wooden plank road are decorated night lights. The night view is beautiful and the wind is comfortable.

Chen Qing drank the lemonade served by the waiter elegantly, but she didn't go to the menu: "Beiting, look what you like to eat."

"You'd better have some. I have nothing to avoid." Mo Beiting looked up and glanced over a dining table in front of him, where three young women were sitting.

Chen Qing saw that Mo Beiting said so, but she didn't give in, so she ordered some famous dishes.

She asked Mo Beiting, "how did you want to go to the team at that time?"

As a member of the Mo family, Mo Beiting, whether in business or politics, was able to rise to the top of the world. He chose the hardest and most tired, or he started from the bottom step by step.

Chen Qing likes Mo Beiting on the one hand, but it's related to her daughter's happiness. She still wants to know him as much as possible.

Yi Qiao feels that Youdao's eyes have been staring at her. When she turns back, she doesn't find anything strange.

She stood up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

……

In fact, Yi Qiao doesn't really want to go to the bathroom. She is a little frustrated by her mother's attitude towards Mo Beiting, but she has a kind of relieved joy. Her complicated emotions can't be felt by people with low EQ like her.

Today, she didn't make up. She just applied a thin layer of moisturizing, so she took a few handfuls of water to wash her face in the washroom.

When she straightened up, she suddenly saw a woman standing behind her in the mirror.

I'm not old. I look familiar.

Yi Qiao narrowed his eyes and couldn't remember. He didn't even think about it.

"Shen Yiqiao?"