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Chapter 15 - Blame me for losing control last night

Dai Anqi stared blankly for a moment before she awkwardly stopped.

Xiao Ru Qing's expression turned cold. "Ah Yan, why are you talking to Angel?"

The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth turned cold. Qiao Mo looked at his cold and detached face in puzzlement.

He suddenly held her small hand and said to Dai Anqi, "Miss Dai, you don't seem to understand the situation. This is my wife, Qiao Mo."

Upon hearing the introduction, Dai Anqi's face turned pale.

It was obvious that Xiao Ru Qing didn't tell her that Xiao Yan was married.

And for today's meal, he was even speaking up for Xiao Yan.

Dai Anqi was from a rich and powerful family, so naturally, she could not bear to suffer such grievances. She stood up and angrily asked Xiao Ru Qing, "Aunt, why did you do this? I do like Xiao Yan, but I, as the daughter of He Feng Bank, am not willing to become a mistress! "

Xiao Ru Qing didn't even have time to chase after him. Dai An Qi was already walking on her high heels as she left arrogantly.

Qiao Mo sat on the dining chair, and from the beginning to the end, she did not say a single word.

Xiao Yan had already grabbed her small hands and was about to leave.

Xiao Ru Qing shouted coldly, "All of you, stop!"

"Since you want me to admit Qiao Mo, from today onwards, Qiao Mo will live in the Xiao family until I'm satisfied."

Xiao Yan chuckled, he was extremely sorrowful, "Qiao Mo doesn't need your acknowledgement."

Today, Xiao Ru Qing called over Dai An Qi to give Qiao Mo a show of strength.

"The reason I called Angel over today is to let Qiao Mo see what kind of girl is qualified to be my Xiao Family's daughter-in-law. Flowers, dance, tea, coffee. These were all things she needed to learn. Even if you do not have a proud background, you should at least be able to do so. "

At this moment, Qiao Mo seemed to understand why Xiao Yan wanted to marry her.

But why did this mother and son look so much like enemies?

Qiao Mo bit her lips and said: "How about, we just listen to my mother?"

Her voice was very soft, like the sound of a mosquito.

Xiao Yan stared at her, his thoughts deep, no one knew what he was thinking.

Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo had finally returned to the Xiao Family Villa.

That night, Zhao Qian brought a servant to Jing Bin to get some daily necessities and change clothes.

When night came, Qiao Mo stood at the door, opened it a crack, and peeped. It seemed that Xiao Ru Qing had already gone to sleep.

Only then did he relax and turn around, preparing to go to bed.

He turned around and hit a firm chest.

Her voice was soft. "Why are you standing behind me and scaring me?"

Xiao Yan's chest closed in, pressing her entire body against the door. A large palm wrapped around her two slender wrists, and tied his head with it.

Qiao Mo slightly moved her small face aside, "If your mother and I don't have a good relationship, you probably won't feel good hanging in the middle of it, right?"

Xiao Yan held onto the large palm on her wrist, and was slightly startled, but his thin lips actually spat out four words, "You're thinking too much."

He had already released her and turned to go back onto the bed. Qiao Mo secretly took a deep breath and pulled at his pajamas as he walked towards the bed.

The man pointed to a small white bottle and said without looking up, "I didn't do anything last night. Remember to take your medicine after the event."

When Qiao Mo woke up, it was already eight-thirty. She hurriedly changed her clothes and washed her face. When she arrived at the living room downstairs, she saw Xiao Ruqing and Xiao Yan leisurely eating an elegant meal at the table.

Qiao Mo bit her lips, and carried her backpack with a textbook in her hands: "Mom, Xiao Xian …"

When Qiao Mo said that, she pursed her lips and lowered her eyes: I'm late, I won't be eating breakfast with you, I'll be leaving first.

Just as Qiao Mo was about to leave, she was called over by Xiao Ru Qing.

"Qiao Mo, you got up late on the first day you moved here. You have a very regular schedule of things to do as the wife of the Xiao family."

Halfway through eating breakfast, Xiao Yan got up and left the dining table, saying in a calm and bland voice, "Blame it on me. Blame it on being too out of control last night."

The man's face didn't turn red as he said this sentence without any hesitation. His slender legs were already moving towards the door.

Qiao Mo ran out along with Xiao Yan while covering his face.

Naturally, he pulled open the passenger door and sat down.

"Mr. Xiao, please put me down on the platform in front of my school."

Xiao Yan stared at her, "When did I say I wanted to send you off? If you don't sleep well, you'll be in charge. "