C49

When this rumor spread, Lin Yi was so scared that every time he entered the CEO's office, he stood two meters away from Mu Qiao, afraid that the boss would suddenly attack him.

Later, when Xi Muqiao found out why Lin Yi was always two meters away from him, he kicked his butt twice. He waved his hand and sent him to exile in the remote mountains for two months as the Director of Xi's Charity Program.

A few female employees stood to the side and peeked at Xi Muqiao. They were so excited that their faces were red. Their boss had a woman. This meant that their boss wasn't a Ga ~ y! They finally felt reassured. They had the gall to say that if they were not gong ~ y, they were in a hurry due to a sunny day.

A man in a suit stood tall and straight in a row of B ~ R ~ A with a calm face. His slender white hands tested the comfort of B ~ R ~ A one by one, and the shop manager at the side personally went up to record down the style that the boss had taken a fancy to.

After finishing his selection, he recalled Little Rascal's chest circumference and said in a low and magnetic voice, "Code B."

The shop manager on the side clutched his chest. He was unable to control himself from hearing the boss' voice. His ears were about to be pregnant!

After picking the B ~ r ~ a, Xi Muqiao walked to the lace section and hooked his slender index finger.

"This row is all wrapped up!"

Before they could finish, the shop assistants started to busy themselves. They all sighed. What woman was so lucky to have had the boss personally buy her a B ~ r ~ a!

After buying his clothes, Xi Muqiao went to the Snack District. He thought back for a moment and didn't seem to have seen Little Rascal eat any snacks, so he simply picked up all the snacks that the little girl liked.

After sweeping through the goods, Xi Muqiao looked at the completely filled trunk and the large bags in the back seat with satisfaction. He thought to himself that this little bastard must have been moved to tears upon seeing this. He was so happy that he couldn't find his way north.

He drove all the way to Qiao Mu's house. Before getting off the car, Xi Muqiao looked at his handsome face in the rearview mirror and stroked his meticulously cut short hair. He had purposely done this morning and had even done a facial care job.

He had already made up his mind. Once inside, he would first give Little Rascal a strong wall, then grind it at home. In the evening, he would take Little Rascal to a French restaurant for a romantic candlelight dinner.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Xi Muqiao nodded his head in satisfaction. His noble and elegant face was filled with high spirits. It was as if he could already see the little bastard being overpowered by him!

He took the bags upstairs, put his coat in the crook of his left arm, posed, and knocked on the door of the little bastard's house.

A minute passed, two minutes passed, and yet Little Rascal did not open the door!

Xi Muqiao tried his best to maintain the smile on his face as he chuckled.

"Little thing, you still haven't calmed down? Your temper is quite big! "

Since he didn't want to open the door, he might as well do it himself. After all, he had the key.

As soon as the door was opened, a damp and cold smell rushed into his face. Xi Muqiao carried everything into the room and loudly cleared his throat. The room was still as silent as before.

Looking at the deserted living room, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Little Rascal was so afraid of the cold and would not turn on the heat. He swiped his long fingers across the coffee table and saw that there was dust on it!

He threw what he was holding onto the sofa and was about to erupt with anger. Damn it, the dust on the table was already half a foot thick. This little bastard had long run away!

He raised his hand to suppress his eyebrows, suppressing the anger that was about to spew out. He didn't care about his face, he took out his phone and called Qiao Mu.

At that time, Qiao Mu was nibbling on a textbook in her bedroom when a familiar bell rang. She was so scared that her hands trembled. She threw the textbook away and picked up the phone. Sure enough, Master Xi had summoned her!

When Ye Zichen picked up the call, before she could say anything, a man's deep voice sounded from the other side of the phone, it was filled with the smell of grinding teeth.

"Where?"

Qiao Mu scratched her nails and calmly opened her mouth. "It's in school."

The tone on the other side was tough, "I'll ask you where you're staying now!"

She was stunned, damn it, not contacting her for four days. The moment she got in touch with her, it was with such an interrogation tone, she roared angrily into her phone, "Uncle!" When a person gets old and has bad ears, they go to a doctor! I said at school! At school! "

The other side suddenly fell silent. After a long silence, the man's low and deep voice sounded, "Go home!"

"I don't."

"How long are you going to be angry? Now you are a married woman! Get lost and go home. "

Qiao Mu was unable to catch her breath. It took him a while before she was able to find her voice. She slammed the table with a loud bang, her killing intent overflowing as she released all of her vigor.

"Old bastard, do you still want face!?" "You actually went back on your word. It was clearly because you were angry that you left your new wife behind and went on a debauchery yourself. Now that you've turned the tables on me, I'm not going to reply!"

She hung up the phone without waiting for the man to speak. She threw her phone onto the bed, her actions extremely natural and unrestrained. She sneered, "F * ck off you old bastard, I'm not going to reply. I want to see what you do. Come catch me at school if you have the ability!"

Hearing the voice, Qiu Ning came out of the bathroom with a bubble on her head. "Your husband finally called you?"

Qiao Mu picked up her textbook and flipped to the page she had just read, then said smugly, "Ang, let me go home, I rejected. Let me tell you, men shouldn't get used to it, the more they get used to it, the more bastard they are, the better they will make him remember!"

Qiu Ning's contemptuous voice rang out, "Tsk, wait for your husband to come to school and capture you. Let's see if you can still say such words."

Qiao Mu crossed her legs and had an indifferent expression. "Alright, come then. I'll call the police and arrest him as soon as he comes."

Qiu Ning let out a long sigh, full of regret. "Tsk tsk, what sin did your husband commit in his previous life? How did he end up with a scorpion woman like you!"

"…"

It was 14 in the afternoon and Qiao Mu was lying in bed in a daze. These past few days of studying had been tiring and her brain was not fully awake.

"Ah, my dear, come and see!"

Qiao Mu trembled in fright at the sudden cry of Qiu Ning. In an instant, she lost all sleepiness and patted her chest. This little bitch was always in shock, how could she scare someone to death!

"What a handsome car. Bugatti Vilon, alas, he actually stopped under our dormitory building. Whose boyfriend is he? He's so rich!"

Bugatweed?

Qiao Mu suddenly remembered something and immediately rolled over and crawled out of bed. Without wearing her slippers, she ran to the balcony and looked outside the window to find a black Bugatti Wyvern quietly parked downstairs. There were a lot of people watching from the surroundings.

Mommy, Mia! Xi Muqiao had actually come to capture her!