Chapter 248

But no matter what, it is gradually, simple and direct, without any other things except emotional changes.

However, Shen Yiqiao carefully designed for him from the very beginning. Meeting, marriage and even many things in the future are carried out in an orderly way according to a plan!

From the moment he was moved, Shen Yiqiao's plan was half finished.

So, why?

Chen Baimo didn't say it, and he didn't want to hear it from her.

In the dim light, Mo Beiting's body slightly side, looking at the drawer at the bottom of the bookshelf.

Where?

That's all the reason!

Shen Yiqiao's computer.

Some old, dark trends are surging in my heart, like seaweed, which can't be restrained.

Just turn it on.

I'll know everything.

But this is an invasion of other people's privacy, not in line with the integrity of a soldier.

Mo Beiting finished smoking the last cigarette, rubbed the cigarette box, stuffed it into the ashtray, and dialed a number with his mobile phone: "come to the study."

A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in."

A young man in suit and shoes came in and stopped five meters away from Mo Beiting. He was straight, "three little."

Mo Beiting handed him a deformed Apple air on the table: "take it and repair it. You can't lose anything inside."

"Yes."

"Wait a minute," Mo Beiting called the bodyguard who had retreated to the door. "Don't let your wife see the computer."

"Yes, three less."

The bodyguard put the computer in his hand into the suit coat and decided that he couldn't see anything from the outside, so he left the study.

With the smell of smoke, Mo Beiting twisted his eyebrows to take a bath. His hand fell on the handle of the door of the master bedroom. He hesitated and went to the next bedroom.

There was no clothes for him in the second bedroom. He wrapped himself in a bathrobe and came out. He heard a knock at the door.

Mo Beiting opened the door and looked at sister Rong standing outside, "what's the matter?"

"Sir, madam is going out."

The man had just finished the bath, his short hair was wet, and he was wearing a bathrobe. The tie around his waist was tied casually. The whole man looked cool and lazy!

He long legs a step, past Rong elder sister, turn to Yi Qiao bedroom direction.

The door's open. There's no one inside.

The wedding dress is still on the ground. It's just the same shape.

Seeing that Mo Beiting was looking inside, elder sister Rong said in a hurry, "my wife has gone downstairs, but she was stopped by the bodyguard."

The bodyguards of the villa all know that Mo Beiting and Yi Qiao quarreled today. Although they didn't receive the order, they stopped Yi Qiao when he went out alone.

Mo Beiting did not hesitate to turn down the stairs!

Shen Yiqiao is sitting on the sofa in the living room.

There were two bodyguards standing beside him. Seeing him coming down, they quickly backed down.

The man's sharp eyes fell on her obviously well-dressed face. Her makeup was beautiful. She wore a long black skirt with a long red coat. Her hair was tied up into a simple ball, and her fluffy radian was just right.

Her skin is very white, with not publicity pearl earrings, more delicate!

On his feet was a pair of black boots with low heels.

Mo Beiting walked over and stood in front of her, staring down at her. The wrinkles between his eyebrows were deeper than usual, and his voice was dark, "where are you going?"

"Get out."

"It's too late, and you're sick. If you need anything, you can go out tomorrow."

Yi Qiao looks at him unhappily. It's just less than 9 o'clock now. Linjiang's nightlife hasn't started yet. It's too late.

But she didn't have the spirit to argue with him. Her illness made her lazy and listless. She didn't want to talk much. In addition, the pain from her legs and waist made her not want to move.

But she was worried about her mother's condition and wanted to ask the attending doctor in person. Maybe she couldn't get into the ward.

"It's because I'm sick that I need to go out now."

Mo Beiting went over her words carefully in his heart, and then understood, "lie on the bed, I call Jinzhi to come over."

"You and Chen Baimo's royal doctor, keep it for your own use."

Mo Beiting's deep eyebrows and eyes were full of dark, and the curve of his lips had become severe. "Go up and lie down, or do you want me to hold you up?"

Yi Qiao closed his eyes and didn't want to quarrel with him again, but he was not willing to go up and yelled at him impatiently: "if you are really in a hurry, you should take charge of Chen Baimo. She should be very happy to be talked about by you."

I'm really bored.