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What am I going to do with my son when he's wearing so little

On the weekend morning, Qiao Mo waited for Xiao Yan to leave for around an hour before she slowly got up.

Down the stairs, he was still asking Aunt Yan with concern: "Aunt Yan, where is young master? Have you left? "

As Aunt Yan prepared Qiao Mo's breakfast, she said: "I just left, I said that I'm attending a banquet today, and will not be back for dinner tonight."

Qiao Mo secretly rejoiced in her heart. What a coincidence!

Since she didn't know how to reject Rong Chengmo's invitation, she could finally relax and return the favor to him.

Thinking about this, he said to Aunt Yan: "Aunt Yan, I'll be going to a reunion with my classmates tonight, and I won't be back."

Hearing that, Aunt Yan frowned, she glanced at her lower abdomen: "Young Mistress is pregnant, it's best not to go out and wander around."

Qiao Mo threw herself into Aunt Yan's embrace and tugged on Aunt Yan's sleeve, "Aunt Yan, I've been holding myself back at home for many days, and it's almost getting moldy …"

"Then take a look around the courtyard."

Qiao Mo continued to plead with her, "Aunt Yan … My classmate and I have already agreed to it. "

Aunt Yan stared at her, raised a finger, and said with a stern voice: "Can you come back before 9 o'clock?"

Qiao Mo blinked her big eyes, and seriously nodded her head, and continued to say: "Yes, yes!"

… ….

Five in the afternoon, Qiao Mo arrived at the bus stop, and immediately called to ask where she was, to pick her up.

Qiao Mo tried to dissuade her, but Rong Chengmo said: "That hotel is a bit off, ordinary buses cannot get there."

Qiao Mo could only tell him her address.

Fifteen minutes later, Rong Chengmo drove a low-key black Audi to the platform, rolled down the window, and smiled at her: "Get in."

In the car, Rong Chengmo looked at her dressing, and laughed, "First, let me bring you to change."

Qiao Mo rushed out of the house in a hurry and did not notice anything. Actually, even if she had noticed, she did not have those formal attire. She smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I forgot."

"It's alright, it's my honor to be able to serve a beauty."

Rong Chengmo was a man who knew how to make girls happy. From time to time, he would praise them and make them happy.

Qiao Mo thought, if Xiao Yan's temper was only half as good as Rong Chengmo's, then she would be satisfied.

Arriving at the fashion shop, he chose a simple and elegant little dress that reached to his knees. The weather was not too cold, and his attire was just right.

Rong Chengmo picked a pair of silver high heels to come over. They were sexy and elegant, and when Qiao Mo saw the height of the high heels, she subconsciously shook her head.

It wasn't a question of whether she could control it or not. She had a child in her womb, so she was afraid that she would fall if she wore this pair of high-heeled shoes …

Rong Chengmo laughed as he understood, thinking that she was already used to wearing flat shoes, so he didn't mind, hence he got the shop assistant to find a pair of shorter ones to come over.

A pair of orange heels, also considered generous.

After Qiao Mo finished changing her clothes, she stretched out his arm and Qiao Mo smiled slightly as she pulled his arm back.

… ….

Arriving at the hotel, the moment she walked to the entrance, she saw a crowd of young and rich ladies and gentlemen, and she was stunned for a moment before she stood motionlessly at the entrance.

Rong Chengmo lowered his head in concern and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Mo pursed her lips and said with a frown: "President Rong, didn't you tell me that it's just a small banquet?

Rong Chengmo was startled, and then laughed lightly: "Oh, it's like this, I'm also not clear about it in advance. I never thought that a small scale banquet would become a large scale banquet. But Xiao Yan and I's social circle don't really coincide with each other, there shouldn't be any problems. "

Rong Chengmo could see through her thoughts at a glance. Qiao Mo was already there, if she was unwilling, she could only follow Rong Chengmo in.

As soon as they entered, they were teased by Rong Chengmo's good friends.

"What, a new girlfriend?"

Qiao Mo's face heated up and quickly explained, "No."

Rong Chengmo looked at her indifferently, and hurriedly explained, "She's just a friend, don't speak nonsense."

Rong Chengmo gave a bottle of red wine to Qiao Mo.

"Why not? Don't like red wine?"

Qiao Mo was pregnant, how could she drink red wine?

However, it wasn't convenient for her to reveal it. She remembered that the elder had said that it was best not to casually expose it to others during the first three months of pregnancy. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the child to be saved.

Although Qiao Mo was not superstitious, but she still took this kind of thing very seriously.

"Oh, my alcohol capacity is not good, I get drunk from drinking it."

This was also the truth, and not a lie to Rong Chengmo.

Just as Qiao Mo turned her head, she saw a tall and straight man, and a few business elite men, conversing faintly under the beautiful crystal lamp.

Rong Chengmo saw that Qiao Mo's eyes were fixated on her, and followed her gaze. Her lips curved up slightly, and pretended to be apologetic: "I'm really sorry, Xiao Yan coming to the banquet, I'm really not too clear about it."

Qiao Mo put down the goblet, feeling extremely guilty. Before Xiao Yan saw him, he hurriedly turned and said to Rong Chengmo: "I'm not feeling well, I need to go to the washroom."

Rong Chengmo stared at Qiao Mo's fleeing figure, he swayed the red wine in his cup, and smiled.

The good show had begun.

… ….

Qiao Mo rushed all the way to the female restroom, leaned against the wall, and adjusted her messy and tense breathing.

What to do, if she was to be seen by Xiao Yan now, even if she had ten mouths, she would not be able to explain it.

So it turned out that the banquet Xiao Yan was going to attend was the same banquet she was participating in!

But didn't Rong Chengmo say that he would bring a female companion for the banquet?

Thinking about this, Qiao Mo's nervous heart suddenly cooled down.

Xiao Yan never mentioned this to her at all, and the woman he brought along was also someone else.

A guilty conscience suddenly became a matter of course.

She closed her eyes and washed her hands. Just as she was about to go out, a long leg barged in.

She was completely blocked.

In front of his eyes, a tall black shadow enveloped him.

Xiao Yan pressed her body against the wall of the female restroom.

A dangerous air gushed out from her face, "You took my words as wind passing by, huh?"

Qiao Mo frowned, and screamed in her heart, Oh no!

But when he thought about it, he did not even bother to bring her out for the banquet. He mustered his courage and looked at her with his little face raised. "What about you? I'm your wife. Why am I not your companion?"

"Do you think it's appropriate to bring a pregnant woman out for a business dinner like this?"

Qiao Mo was so frustrated that she could not refute a single word, "..."

But was he discriminating against pregnant women?

The man's large palm landed on her slender waist. His gaze coldly stared at the small dress she wore to wipe her chest.

Her finger lightly touched the dress she wore on her chest. "The dress is so ugly."

He made an impolite comment, and his eyes were filled with disdain.

Qiao Mo was extremely angry, "What does being ugly have to do with you?"

They were at the party now, like strangers, and what did he care?

"My woman, I have the right to care."

Qiao Mo muttered, her voice small and cunning, "Who is your woman?"

However, in his heart, he was overjoyed because of this sentence.

The man took off his suit jacket, forcefully putting it on Qiao Mo's shoulders. Her shoulders sunk as she lowered her head to look.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Yan pursed his lips, and said with an impatient tone: "If you wear so little, what if you freeze my son?"

Qiao Mo stared at him suspiciously, the three words "my son" that came out of Xiao Yan's mouth was extremely weird.

However, Qiao Mo pursed her lips, restrained herself from laughing, and teased: "Since the heat is on here, I won't be cold. "It won't freeze your son either …"

"Sigh!" How do you know it's a son? Maybe it's her daughter? "

This person valued a man more than a woman?

Xiao Yan strongly pressed down on her shoulders, not allowing her to take off her suit jacket.

Her petite figure was wrapped in a loose suit, revealing only a pair of sparkling white legs. The skirt's corners were faintly discernible, making her appear even more charming, tempting, and tempting.

Within the suit, she was filled with the clear scent of tobacco on Xiao Yan's body. She took a deep breath in contentment and pulled Xiao Yan's arm to follow him out.

As Qiao Mo followed him out, she asked him, "Do you want me to be your female companion now?"

"I didn't bring a girlfriend."

Qiao Mo glared at him, "Then who is the woman who was holding your arm just now?"

"Secretary."

"Why didn't Assistant Zhao follow them, and why did you find a female secretary to follow them?"

Qiao Mo did not know that just one sentence from him had caused the female secretary to lose her job the next day.

From then on, there was an unwritten rule in Xiao's that all secretaries were to hire men, not women.

The man suddenly stopped and stared at her face.

Qiao Mo was still confused, "What are you doing? Why aren't you leaving? "

"Qiao Mo, you're feeling jealous."

Not a rhetorical question, but a definite sentence.

When the man said those words, a deep smile could be seen in his eyes.

It was like teasing, or just teasing, that caused Qiao Mo's face to burn.

… ….

When they arrived at the main hall of the banquet, Rong Chengmo raised his cup and brought it over, his eyes filled with a respectful smile. However, when the gazes of the two men standing at the top of the pyramid met, Qiao Mo felt waves of cold wind and killing intent standing between them.

As they drank, Xiao Yan did not have any intentions of showing good will to Rong Chengmo. She, a woman, naturally could not understand the competition in the market.

After the banquet ended, Xiao Yan pressed on Qiao Mo's shoulder and moved all the way to the side of the Venerable One's car.

Qiao Mo's little face twitched, and her gaze landed on the big palm on her shoulder. Her heart was secretly blooming, and after going on the Worldly Noble, she wore her safety belt, while whispering with certainty: "Actually you're a little worried that I would be snatched away by another man, isn't that right?"

After she finished speaking, her ears unconsciously turned red.

The man's body suddenly leaned forward, his thin lips curled up slightly, and he smiled faintly. He stared at the little woman who was blinking her watery eyes and said word by word, "So it turns out that women always have daydreams, but now …"

The man pointed at the sky outside the window, as if mocking, "It's night, time to wake up."

Qiao Mo was startled, after coming back to her senses, she puffed up her cheeks and glared at him, "Isn't it so, can you not be so spiteful, it makes people feel uncomfortable listening to you."

As Xiao Yan started the car, he sneered: "If you don't think about it randomly, I naturally won't be able to take advantage of this opportunity."

Qiao Mo didn't want to argue with him, "Hurry and drive, your son is hungry, he wants to go home and eat something!"

In such a big banquet, there was actually nothing to eat. It was all drinks and wine!

Xiao Yan shot a glance at her before stepping on the accelerator.

… ….

Once he returned to Xiao Family Villa, Aunt Yan was surprised to see that the two of them came back together.

"Young Master, Madam, how did the two of you end up together?"

Originally, this matter was already in the past, but when Aunt Yan talked about it, Xiao Yan shot a cold glare at Qiao Mo's face.

His eyes were cold. "Ask the madam. She knows what she has done."

Qiao Mo: "..."

Why don't you bring it up?