I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

No matter what kind of person that woman is, since Assi...likes her, she is also married to Asi, we...just settle in. "

"Humph."

"Okay, you whisper, don't wait for a while, I will hear."

At this moment, Qiao Mianmian, who stood outside the door and listened to the conversation of several people in his ears, said: "..."

Should she leave quietly?

This is too embarrassing.

Coincidentally, let her hear these.

It sounds like a few people in the box seem to have a whisper to her, thinking that she is too timid and weak, and all show that she doesn't like her so much.

Especially the man whose voice sounded gorgeous seemed to have the biggest opinion.

Miyazawa just called him the fourth...

So, he is the quirky man Mo Si said before?

Although he hasn't seen anyone yet, Qiao Mianmian has foreseen that this man is not so easy to get along with.

She heard all the conversations inside, and the man next to him naturally also heard.

Qiao Mianmian turned his head, and saw Mo Yesi's thick black eyebrows curled tightly, his face sinking, his thin lips tightened, and there was a sign of anger.

She quickly pulled the sleeve of his sleeve. When the man looked down at her, she shook her head gently at him and whispered, "I'm okay, don't be angry. I believe none of your friends Malicious, they just haven’t seen me and don’t understand me."

Qiao Mianmian didn't want Mo Yesi to quarrel with his friends for her.

The group of people inside had a bad impression of her.

If he is in conflict with her again, it is estimated that they will really hate her.

This is not what she wants to see.

Mo Yesi frowned and stared at her for a while, his dark eyes narrowed, and it was estimated that she had also taken into consideration her concerns, and the expression on her face eased slightly.

But his face is still not good.

The hand that held her was tight, and she clasped her fingers tightly.

After looking at each other for a while, he gave a soft "um" sound and reached for the door.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the sound in the box disappeared.

The people inside turned around and looked at them.

In an instant, Qiao Mianmian felt like a monkey kept in a zoo, and counted or curious, or inquired, all fell on her.

She felt a bit cautious all at once.

Fortunately, Mo Yesi accompanied her to avoid a little embarrassment.

Qiao Mianmian was sitting opposite a man in a dark purple shirt. The man was wearing black diamond ear studs on one ear, and his slightly long hair was tied up. There was a fine bang on his forehead, covering half of his eyebrows.

He has a very flamboyant peach face, and his facial features are beautiful, more delicate and beautiful than many women.

The pair of fine peach blossoms showed some kind of unreasonableness and evil spirits, giving a **** a sense of sight.

Next to the man in purple clothes was a man in white clothes and white pants.

It is also a very handsome and outstanding man. Compared with the man in purple clothes, he has a softer and darker sense of evil.

The white man exuded cold air all over his body. When he saw him for the first time, Qiao Mianmian couldn't help but shuddered, and he also brought goose bumps.

She thought of an animal that would make her afraid.

snake!

The white man felt like a cold blooded viper without temperature.