C8

Chapter 8 - Lovely to look at, not bad to look at

Qiao Mo's eyes reddened, "Mr. Xiao, why me?"

His condition was so good, why did it have to be her? The tiny her?

Xiao Yan turned slightly and stared at her, smiling faintly, "Because I like her. Also, he doesn't look bad."

Xiao Yan once again handed over the marriage contract that spanned two years to Qiao Mo. The entire contract, was only needed for Qiao Mo's signature to take effect.

In short, as long as she signs the contract, Qiao Sheng would have the medical fees of more than ten thousand yuan. Furthermore, all the medical fees and recuperation fees in the future would no longer need to worry.

Xiao Yan, the richest man in Hai City, as his wife, would probably be sitting on a silver mountain, right?

Staring at the contract, she quickly picked up the black pen and began to sign the signature.

Xiao Yan laughed lightly, his fingers caressing the delicate black words, "From today onwards, you are the real Mrs. Xiao, but I hope that you can keep the news of our marriage to the outside world to avoid any unnecessary troubles."

Qiao Mo was startled, so it turned out to be a hidden marriage.

However, even if he didn't mention it, she would do it, she didn't want to scare Qiao Sheng.

If she married to such a rich person, her father would definitely be worried, and would also let Qiao Sheng feel like he was dragging her down.

What happened next, were the marriage formalities, and so Qiao Mo did not see Xiao Yan again. Zhao Qian brought her to settle it.

After completing all of the procedures, Qiao Mo held onto a small red book, feeling that all of this was somewhat inconceivable.

She actually … Married!

With a man you've only seen twice! Blink marriage!

Her injured leg was still in a cast, Qiao Mo pleaded with Zhao Qian: "Assistant Zhao, can you send me back to my school dormitory?"

Zhao Qian smiled politely and said, "Madam, you're just like the Boss, you're my superior. If there's anything you need, you can tell me. You don't need to ask me."

Qiao Mo scratched her head, "Oh, then send me back to my school dormitory."

Zhao Qian maintained his formal smile as he said, "Sorry Madam, the Boss wants me to bring you directly to his private villa."

Qiao Mo: "..."

He muttered to himself: "Since the big boss has already decided, why do I need her to order me around?"

Do rich people like to talk this way and that? That Xiao Yan is one, and so is this assistant.

Wait, a private villa?

"But Assistant Zhao, why would I go to Mr. Xiao's private villa?"

Zhao Qian gave a formal smile as he looked at Qiao Mo, "Madam, I am not too clear on this. "But since you're already the Boss' wife, living with the Boss is reasonable."

Qiao Mo bit her lips. How could she have forgotten? She and he were now husband and wife!

Along the way, Qiao Mo's mind was elsewhere. When they finally reached their destination, in Xiao Yan's private villa, Zhao Qian reminded her, "Madam, we're here."

Qiao Mo finally regained her senses and looked out the window. The scenery here was really good, the air was fresh, and the sound of seagulls and waves was extremely pleasing to the ears.

She lame her legs and struggled to get off the car. Looking at the small white building in front of her, she squinted her eyes and asked, "Why is there only one house here? Only Mr. Xiao lives here? "

Zhao Qian replied with a smile, "Yes, all of the land here has been bought by the Boss. The Boss enjoys peace and quiet, and does not like to make a ruckus."

Qiao Mo secretly remembered that if he liked the peace and quiet, then he should also like the peace and quiet of women, right?

Two years of marriage was enough as long as she could be obedient and not touch his reverse scale.

But what she didn't understand was, since it was a hidden marriage, why would she say that she needed a nominal wife?

Qiao Mo could not help but raise her head and ask again, "Assistant Zhao, is Mr. Xiao's family home alone? Where are his parents? "

Zhao Qian pursed his lips and smiled. "Madam can directly ask the Boss about these matters."

The large villa was so empty that it was terrifying. The heavy curtains were pulled so tightly that even the bright sunlight outside was blocked. The entire place was covered in darkness, Qiao Mo supported her cane and slowly peeked inside.

His small hand fumbled on the wall, found a light switch, snapped it on, and lit up the entire room.

Only then did she let out a long sigh of relief.