I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

Especially the last sentence.

Rao is Qiao Ruhai who is accustomed to various scenes and has lived for most of his life.

There is a trace of fear in the uncontrollable heart.

He knew it clearly.

This young man who looks young is definitely not just talking.

He can say it, he can do it.

Qiao Anxin looked at him as he did to maintain Qiao Mianmian, jealously twisted inwardly.

She has been desperately brushing her presence.

But the man didn't even look at her with a straight eye.

Isn't she pretending not to be pitiful enough?

This trick she used from childhood to big, has always been very good in front of men.

Isn't Su Ze the same? Has she stepped on her hook step by step?

Men like weak and poor women. Such women will make them feel pity and protect them**.

This is the result of her years of experience, and she has never made a mistake.

Why is it hard to get to this man?

Joan's heart was filled with all kinds of jealousy and unwillingness.

She gritted her teeth and secretly told herself that she was going to make up this man!

She will never lose to Qiao Mianmian!

As long as she wanted it, she couldn't get it.

"Baby, let's go." Mo Yesi turned around Qiao Mianmian after the threats were released. The two of them surrounded by a bodyguard and left with mighty power.

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Out of the Qiao family.

There was a black Rolls Royce parked outside.

Uncle Li has been waiting outside the car, seeing Mo Yesi and Qiao Mianmian coming out, and immediately stepped forward to greet: "Young Master, Young Lady."

As soon as he looked up, he saw the fingerprints on Qiao Mianmian's cheeks that hadn't faded yet. Uncle Li was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Young lady, your face..."

"It's okay."

Qiao Mianmian pulled the corner of his lower lip, touching the wound on his face, and the pain sneered.

Mo Yesi immediately frowned and took a look at her face: "Does it hurt?"

There was a hint of distress in his eyes.

The distress and concern in the man's eyes made Qiao Mianmian's nose sore, and his eyes sore.

She had been aggrieved so much, and she did not cry.

But at this moment, I couldn't help it.

The uncontrollable wetness in her eyes gathered at the corners of her eyes, and she would slip out of her eyes.

She reached out and pushed him away, turning her back, not wanting him to see her crying nose.

"I, I'm fine." The choking voice revealed her emotions.

When she heard that she was crying, Mo Yesi frowned more tightly.

The man hugged her later: "Are you crying?"

"No, no..."

"Then turn around and let me see."

"I really didn't cry." It was still a choking voice, saying that people who didn't cry, choked on their shoulders.

Mo Yesi was distressed and funny again.

Regardless of her struggles, she pulled her hard against herself.

Seeing the girl's pair of eyes that had cried to redness, the distress in the eyes added another point.

He lightly pressed her shoulder, frowned, and looked at her for a while. After a while, a low sigh: "Cry, cry if you want to cry. Just cry this time. People shed tears."

After that, she reached out and took her gently into her arms.

Slender and clean fingers gently flicked away the hair that was stuck in tears on her face, picked up her crying pear flower with rain, and bowed her head gently on her wet cheek: "Baby, don’t be sad, don’t Hold back. If you want to cry, cry, no one will laugh at you."