I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

"Are you sure it's a rumor?" Qiao Mian rolled his lower lip and gazed at him, "What if... is it true?"

Mo Yesi froze for a moment, and then the man’s **** thin lips gently raised: "If there is no such trust, what qualification do I have to be your husband. Moreover, Miss Qiao, I am now pursuing you, of course You have to behave better and win your favor."

"Even if those things are true, it can only represent your past. I like you now, so no matter what you have experienced before, it will not change my mind about you."

Qiao Mianmian knew for a long time that Mo Yesi was a man.

Speaking of love, a set.

Some people say that it seems very nauseous, but from his mouth, it will make people feel emotional.

For example at this time.

Qiao Mianmian felt that he had been touched.

Even if this is sweet talk, it really makes her sweet.

The corners of her lips could not help but lifted up: "Mr. Mo, your love skills are getting better and better. Has anyone told you before that you are really good at it."

It's not difficult to say such things as sultry women, and it's not easy to say simple.

It is embarrassing to not put it in place.

Too much is in place, and it will make people feel rich in history and too frivolous.

Like Mo Yesi, it's just a little bit difficult to make good.

"No."

Mo Yesi also gently raised the corner of his lips and said the truth: "You are the first."

Qiao Mianmian didn't believe it and raised her eyebrows: "I'm the first one? You didn't lie to me."

"I didn't lie to you." Mo Yesi looked into the girl's dark, soft eyes, and said, "I only touched you alone."

So, she is the first.

In the future, it will be the last one.

Qiao stunned, and after a few seconds of condensing the man's dark eyes, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot.

The red light is over,

Mo Yesi turned his head back and continued to drive seriously.

He still remembered the matter just now, pursed his lower lip, and asked Qiao Mianmian again: "You haven't told me what happened to the forum post."

"Oh, you said this." Qiao Mianmian thought briefly and said, "Someone posted a post in the forum of our school. Rumors broke that my private life was chaotic. I made a lot of boyfriends in high school. I went to the hospital to have a fetus."

After she finished, she thought about it again, and added one more: "I also grabbed my boyfriend of classmates, staring specifically at the second generation of Fu."

"You are the Nth rich second generation that I hooked up after Su Ze."

Her tone was calm, as if she was telling something about others.

After all, the most angry time has passed.

Mo Yesi, however, looked dull and glanced at Han Guang: "Send me the link to the post."

"Are you going to help me pull out the people who posted behind the scenes?"

"Ok."

"No need." Qiao Mianmian wouldn't trouble him if he could solve it.

After all, they didn't get married soon, and she had troubled him a lot.

Although he didn't mind, he helped her out a lot every time, but it didn't mean that she could find him to solve anything for her with peace of mind.

Mo Yesi raised an eyebrow: "Huh?"

"I can solve this problem myself. I have sent the link to the post to Chen Chen. He will help me out the person behind the scene."