Chapter 175

So, like a little old lady binding her feet, Qiao Mu moved very small steps to the corner of the wall.

Standing in front of the corner, Qiao Mu's tears flowed out again. She thought it was good that Xi Muqiao didn't beat her violently.

However, she would rather he beat her to lie down for three days than let him confiscate all her family assets.

You know, she made more than 4 million in the bar last time, and more than 5 million in the "illegal income" this time. Together with some small tickets she saved before, all the money is almost 10 million less.

The more she thought so, the more sad she was, the more tears flowed, and her sight was blurred, even the exquisite carved wallpaper on the wall could not be seen clearly.

After two months of hard work, once back before liberation, ah, no, it's worse than before liberation. Now I really have no money.

Is there anything worse than this!

Simuccio was half lying on the floor, looking through the magazine in his hand. His ears were full of the little lady's sobs. He frowned, brushed the magazine in his hand and threw it on the wall next to Joe mu.

"If you cry again, I'll take you to the side house and close the small black house!"

Qiao Mu immediately kept silent. His two foot wide shoulders shrugged. He didn't even dare to suck his nose too loudly for fear of being shut up in a small black room.

"Bring me the magazine."

Qiaomu quickly picked it up and sent it. Ximuqiao took it over and turned to the page he had just seen. He glanced at her messy little face.

"Go and wash it."

Out of the bathroom, she went to the corner and stood.

Simuccio rubbed his eyebrows and said coldly, "if you're not going to sleep tonight, you'll stand there."

Joe Mu was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what he meant, so he turned and walked to the side, opened a corner of the quilt and drilled in.

She lay upright, close to the edge of the bed, and didn't dare to get too close to him.

Xi Muqiao glanced at her and raised his thin lips, "what are you doing so far? I'm afraid I'll eat you. Don't worry, I can't stand it with your sloppy appearance."

Shit, why is this man so poisonous!

Joe Mu sucked his nose, moved towards him, moved to half, and was picked up by a pair of iron arms.

Simuccio was still soft hearted. He looked at the little lady's big eyes. They were as red as rabbit eyes. His eyelids were crying and swollen, and his nose was reddish.

Let her lie on his chest. He crumpled her hair and felt the warmth on his chest. His tone was still cold.

"Qiao mu, you're still wronged. I'm the victim of the whole incident. Well, if you weren't my old lady, I'd find a group of people to turn you over first, and then sue you for violating my portrait right, and then move your little finger to let you sit through the bottom of the prison."

He sneered, "well, do you think I'm too kind to you and let you go to bed."

Joe Mu nodded obediently and didn't deny his words. She believed he was really capable.

Ximuqiao pinched her sharp little chin. "Did I spoil you too much and give you too much face, so you began to be proud of being spoiled."

"Joe didn't dare to look at him like a rabbit again," he said

Suddenly increased the strength of pinching her chin, and his eyes suddenly became indifferent, as if they were quenched with ice, which made people ice in their bones.

"Next time, just break your leg!"

Qiao Mu shrunk his head and said, "I see."

"Do you know what will happen if those semi photos flow out? It's not only a matter of newspapers and magazines, but also a rumor that ximuqiao's private life is chaotic. Xi's stock market will fluctuate with it. It won't be your millions at that time."

Joe Mu was frightened by his words. She didn't expect to have such a great influence.

It makes sense to think about it carefully. He is the president of Xi's group. The so-called "one hair affects the whole body". His every move, every word and deed will involve the company.

"I know I'm wrong, uncle. I'm sorry. I'm obsessed with money for a while."

"Well, I'll forgive you this time. Why are you crying?"

"I just think that you have confiscated all my money. It's very distressing, uncle. There are only more than 5 million illegal gains this time."

Xi Muqiao smiled coldly. The next second, he impolitely lifted her from her body. He thought she was crying so sad because she knew she was wrong and sincerely repented. He didn't know that people loved money.

Big feet pushed her ass out, "get out and go to sleep."

“……”

Sad all night, so that when he got up the next day, Qiao Mu's eyes were swollen like walnuts.

Aunt Wang knew that her wife had been scolded by her husband last night. She quickly went to the refrigerator to get ice cubes, wrapped them in cloth and put them on her eyes.

Qiao Mu didn't want it after applying it for a few seconds. Now it's winter and he has to apply ice to his eyes. It's cool and flying.

It's swollen. Anyway, uncle asked Shifu for leave today, and no one saw him at home.

Xi Muqiao went to the table and sat down. Qiao Mu quickly stood up, "uncle."

Simuccio glanced at her faintly, gave a very cold, um, and opened his chair to sit down and start eating.

Without even looking at her, he picked up his coffee and said, "at home today, write a 10000 word review, only handwritten, and give it to me before 8 p.m."

Joe Mu trembled and repeated in a weak voice, "ten thousand words --"

"Isn't there enough wives? Fifteen thousand."

She shook her head again and again. "A lot, a lot, ten thousand words."

Xi Muqiao raised his eyes and glanced at her. He looked at the villain whose face was almost buried in the bowl. There was a shallow smile in his eyes. It seems that this lesson was very successful.

"I'm busy today. Let Xiaoyan accompany you. Be honest with you two. Make trouble for me again. Go to the small black house and squat for me."

Joe Mu puffed his eyes, looked at him in good order, and opened his moist little mouth, "I see."

Simuccio looked at her wooden appearance and bent his lips quietly.

Based on simuccio's understanding of her, this meal will not let her completely change her minor problems, but will at most make her stable for some days.

What's more, he likes his wife's strength. He can never guess what his wife will do, which adds a lot of fun to life.

At the entrance, simuccio looked down at the little lady who tried to tiptoe and clumsily tied him a tie, with a thin smile in his black eyes.

Qiao Mu's tiptoe feet are sour, but her tie is still crooked. She pursed her lips and was a little discouraged.

"Uncle, you can do it yourself. I can't fasten it well and delay you to work."

Simuccio didn't speak. His long arm hugged her Yingying's small waist, picked her up and put her on the shoe cabinet.

"Continue."

Standing on the shoe cabinet, Qiao Mu was much higher than simuccio. She bent down and sat on the shoe cabinet, untied her tie and smoothed away the folds of his collar with her little hand.

"Uncle, my department is ugly and will disgrace you."