He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Chapter 95: Shushu returns to Qiao's house, and Master San becomes sick with longing

Qiao Wangshu let him go: "It's too cold outside, get in the car quickly."

Mo Beichen stood still: "You go first."

It's freezing cold.

Qiao Wangshu didn't argue with him: "Okay, then I'll get in the car."

"Ah."

Wen Zhu opened the back door of the car and Qiao Wangshu got in.

Wen Zhu closed the back door and sat in the passenger seat.

Wen Lan was driving in the cab, looking as cool and expressionless as ever.

The black Bentley slowly drove away.

Mo Beichen stood there, watching her car disappear from his sight.

The windows are covered with anti-peeping film.

You can't see what's going on inside from the outside.

But you can see clearly outside from inside.

After Qiao Wangshu got in the car, he leaned on the window and looked out.

Seeing his reluctant expression, I felt extremely depressed.

Mo Beichen was in a very bad mood!

He is a person who can be very efficient at work when he is in a particularly good or bad mood.

This means that the people below him have to keep up with his progress.

He is not the kind of person who likes to make things difficult for his subordinates.

But when his work efficiency is high, the people below him will feel more pressure. Especially when they see his face that looks like a cold wind passing through, and his cold and low pressure, they are frightened and extremely cautious in doing things.

The top executives started discussing it privately.

"Did the Third Master quarrel with the Little Ancestor again?"

"Eighty percent yes."

"But those marks on his neck, are they scratches? Did they have a fight in bed?"

"Who knows? Anyway, just be careful recently."

"..."

the other side.

The low-key black Bentley drove into the Qiao family villa.

After Qiao Wangshu got off the car, Wen Lan and Wen Zhu followed her into the door.

Big Monday's.

Song Zhizhong went to the group early.

Zhao Yunying made an appointment with the ladies in the circle to go for SPA.

A while ago, at Mo Beixiao's club, after Song Wenya was beaten up by Qiao Wangshu, Zhao Yunying was very worried and stayed at home with her every day. Song Zhizhong forced Song Wenya to go on a blind date, and Zhao Yunying also stayed with her. Song Zhizhong chose a man that Song Wenya didn't like, and she refused, and was punished to kneel for a whole night. Zhao Yunying felt distressed, but she had no say in this family, and she could do nothing but comfort Song Wenya.

Unexpectedly, after kneeling for a whole night, Song Wenya actually compromised the next day.

And from that day on, Song Wenya became particularly well-behaved. She followed Song Zhizhong's arrangements and began to develop feelings with the boy named Fang Yuanhong.

Song Wenya didn't go out today.

Although there are different gossips in Beijing every day, there are not many cases like Song Wenya's where the house collapses and the earth breaks. She has a very bad reputation in the circle, and Song Zhizhong does not allow her to return to the group to work. Except for going out on dates with Fang Yuanhong, she stays at home the rest of the time. She even seems to dislike shopping, beauty treatments, and other things she used to like.

As soon as Qiao Wangshu entered the door, he saw Song Wenya coming down from upstairs.

Eyes facing each other.

Song Wenya secretly clenched her fists, timidly shrank her neck, and took the initiative to say: "Miss Qiao, you are back?"

Qiao Wangshu looked her up and down. The room was warm. She was wearing a loose, thin misty blue top and pants. Her long hair fell naturally on her shoulders. She had no makeup on and even looked a little well-behaved.

Clever?

Think of this word.

Qiao Wangshu laughed secretly. This woman had a vicious mind, how could she ever learn her lesson?

She raised her eyebrows and said "hmm" in a neutral tone.

Song Wenya said timidly: "I'll go back to my room first."

Qiao Wangshu didn't say anything.

But when Mother He heard the noise, she came out in a hurry, her face full of joy: "Miss, you are back? Why didn't you call me in advance? I can prepare for it. Have you had breakfast? How many days can you stay this time?"

Hearing her voice, Qiao Wangshu felt kind in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Aunt He, don't get excited, I've eaten and I miss home, so I moved back to live for a while."

"Stay for a while?" Mother He smiled so hard that her mouth split open: "Okay, that's great. Didn't the uncle come back with you?"

"No."

Mother He asked worriedly, "Miss, did you have a quarrel with your uncle?"

"We didn't quarrel." Qiao Wangshu smiled and said, "He and I get along very well. I just want to come back and stay for a while. He has his own things to do. How can he stay with me every day?"

She looked relaxed and didn't seem to be lying.

Mother He breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the two girls behind her and asked, "Miss, who are these two..."

"Oh, right." Qiao Wangshu almost forgot: "These two used to be my coaches, and now they are my personal bodyguards. Please arrange for them to stay."

Mother He responded: "Okay, Miss."

A lot of trouble.

It was noon.

Mo Beixiao got up very late today.

Yesterday was Sunday and he didn't come back until after three in the morning.

I slept until the sun was high in the sky.

It was Monday, and he was not busy. He was going to go to the agency after lunch to look for a house to move in. He wanted to avoid bumping into some couple showing affection from time to time. As a pure little virgin, he really couldn't bear to watch it!

Uncle Zhang had a worried look on his face. After he finished his lunch, he walked up to him and stammered, "Fourth Master..."

Mo Beixiao looked at him: "Uncle Zhang, just say whatever you want to say."

Uncle Zhang sighed: "The Third Madam... has returned to the Qiao family."

The third sister-in-law returned to the Qiao family?

Mo Beixiao was stunned!

When did this happen?

Aren’t they both fine these days?

in argument?

Can the third brother agree?

Mo Beixiao's face turned pale with fear: "Uncle Zhang, are you serious? When did my third sister-in-law go back? Does my third brother know?"

Uncle Zhang was not clear about the details: "The Third Madam left this morning. The Third Master knew about it, but the Third Master looked very unhappy... I don't know why the Third Madam went home, and I don't know why the Third Master agreed. But the Third Master looked very bad, and I was worried..."

A flash of lightning.

Mo Beixiao suddenly thought of something.

Is it...

Proposing and getting married are all conditions for the third sister-in-law to return to the Qiao family?

No wonder the third brother was reluctant and ran to the company to hide from his third sister-in-law.

After a long time...

It's over now!

My third sister-in-law is not here.

No one can calm down the third brother.

There will be no peace at home again!

Mo Beixiao hung his head. It seemed that he had to put the matter of moving out on hold. When his third sister-in-law returned to Qiao's house, he had to stay at home and watch her. Just in case... he could react in time.

Mo's Group.

Mo Beichen forced himself to focus on his work and stopped himself from thinking about random things.

Busy morning.

Everyone in the consortium entered the lunch break.

He was wearing a black suit, standing in front of a full-length French window, overlooking the high-rise buildings in Bijie's CBD. His handsome face was cold, as if there was no warmth at all. In his deep black eyes, there was a sticky and insoluble sadness.

A moment.

He lowered his head and rubbed the diamond ring on his ring finger with his fingertips.

Kiss my wife on the first day she comes home.

miss her.

Miss her so much.

I wonder if she will miss him.

A quick phone ring broke his thoughts. He took out his phone and looked at the caller ID. The sadness in his eyes dissipated a little, and he quickly answered the call: "Shushu?"