I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

She pretended not to know anything, and took the initiative to greet Mrs. Mo: "Mom, you are here. Sorry, I just fell asleep just now, and I did not come out to greet you immediately. Hey, Miss Shen is also here." ?"

Qiao Mianmian looked at Shen Rou, deliberately pretending to be surprised and surprised: "Her husband, you just told me that mom was here, didn't tell me that Miss Shen was here too. Is Miss Shen coming with mom? ."

Mo Yesi did not tell her that Shen Rou also came.

But Qiao Mianmian knew.

Before Mrs. Mo and Shen Rou spoke outside, she heard it.

She intentionally said that she wanted to be calm.

She knows what Shen Rou cares most about, so she knows how to make her feel unhappy.

When she called Mo Yesi "husband", Shen Rou's face was already very unsightly.

When she finished talking, the gloomy color overflowing from Shen Rou's eyes was about to overflow from her eyes.

Qiao Mianmian looked at her gloomy expression that wanted to get angry but had to hold back, hooked her lips, smiled and said: "Mom, Miss Shen, please sit down. By the way, what do you want to drink, Has the secretary prepared?"

She seemed to be talking to Mrs. Mo and Shen Rou as the hostess.

After some operations, the faces of Mrs. Mo and Shen Rou were black at the same time.

Mrs. Mo was slightly better, and Shen Rou's face was already ugly.

Because Qiao Mianmian mainly aimed at her.

The words just now were mainly for her.

Shen Rou was not stupid, and of course felt it.

But in front of Mrs. Mo and Mo Yesi, she could only suppress her anger, pretending not to know anything.

Nevertheless, when he saw Qiao Mianmian holding Mo Yesi so intimately, and shouting his "husband" again, Shen Rou was already jealous in his heart.

What made her unacceptable was Mo Yesi's look when she looked at Qiao Mianmian.

That kind of concentration spoils...

As if in his eyes, only Qiao Mianmian could be seen.

That focused and affectionate gaze never appeared in her dream.

If...he would look at her with the same eyes, she might think she is the happiest person in the world.

However, she has kept him for more than twenty years.

He gave all his affection to another woman.

She is really unwilling.

If he likes that he is destined to have such a result, then what is she doing for more than twenty years?

He didn't even touch it.

Shen Rou felt more and more sad, and more and more sad. She endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, sourly said: "Miss Qiao does not need to greet us. Aunt Mo came to his son's company, where does the secretary dare to neglect, and where does Joe need to be? Miss cares about these things."

"Miss Qiao just said you were asleep, so I don't know if we are here. I don't think it's too early now, and after the lunch break, how could Miss Qiao sleep at this point."

These words by Shen Rou seem normal on the surface.

But anyone with a little bit of snacks can hear another meaning in her words.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Mo's complexion beside her face sank.

"Rou Rou is right. As is my son. I come to my son's company, and some people are entertained. There are no outsiders here. What are you doing like this? You are still sleeping at any time now. Don’t sleep, but when Rourou and I came over, you were sleeping."