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Chapter 12 - Mr. Xiao, nice trip!

Qiao Mo was shocked, her body shrank back as she stared at him in fear and fear like a little white rabbit.

He fixed his eyes, rubbed her soft waist with his big palm and said hoarsely: "Tomorrow, I will go on a business trip to the United States for three months. Are you sure you don't want to go tonight? If we miss tonight, we'll have to wait for three months. "

Three months …

She wished for three months!

It would be better if he traveled for a year!

Qiao Mo thought angrily.

But on her little face, she smiled coquettishly, extending her small hand to tug at the big palm on his waist, "There are so many good things to do, I think it's better after three months. Furthermore, my legs are not convenient right now! "

Not only did Xiao Yan not let go, he closed in even further instead. A long leg was squeezed into her arms, between her legs, he ridiculed his with a smile: "Good news indeed needs a lot of 'grind'!"

How could Qiao Mo not have seen Xiao Yan before? That was her spiritual food for four years in university!

Therefore, she naturally knew that Xiao Yan was talking about a lot of "whimsical" things …

What does that mean?

Qiao Mo laughed and flattered her, and her body slowly escaped out of his embrace.

"Mr. Xiao, your business trip went smoothly!"

She leaned against the door, smiling as she left.

The next morning, at the dining table.

After Xiao Yan finished his breakfast, he stood up and left the table.

As Qiao Mo pecked her milk with small bites, the man's figure suddenly leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. She said in a low and deep voice, "I really look forward to meeting with Mrs. Xiao again in three months."

Qiao Mo's body trembled. She could not hear any tender feelings from her, but she was somewhat alarmed.

Three months later, the weather in Hai Cheng had turned cold. In the autumn of October, Qiao Mo removed the cast from her leg and immediately rushed home to see Qiao Sheng.

As soon as he got on the bus, his phone rang. When he saw the caller ID, he was stunned.

Why did Assistant Zhao call her?

Ye Zichen frowned, then picked up.

"Assistant Zhao, what's the matter?"

"Madam, it's like this. The Boss just came back yesterday and brought your father, Mr. Qiao, over this morning. He wants to have lunch with all of you."

Qiao Mo was startled, Xiao Yan was back?

She hurriedly rushed to the Hilton Hotel that Zhao Qian mentioned, and entered the private room under the guidance of the waiter.

Qiao Sheng and Xiao Yan seemed to be having a pleasant conversation.

Qiao Mo stood blankly at the door, then turned her head to look, and smiled amiably: "You came in silence, hurry up and come sit. This girl, she really married for three months and still didn't tell me about this father. Mr. Xiao, our family is young, if there is anything that we can do wrong, I hope you can forgive me. "

With a faint smile on his face, his black eyes stared deeply at Qiao Mo, "Qiao Mo is very obedient and did not cause me any trouble at all."

Qiao Mo only felt that she was a little pet from this man's mouth.

He walked over, sat beside Qiao Sheng, and explained: "Father, I didn't purposely not tell you."

This matter came too suddenly, Qiao Mo thought, and she would explain it to Qiao Sheng after the banquet ended.

After the meal, Qiao Mo did not say much. On the other hand, Qiao Sheng had talked a lot with Xiao Yan.

At the end of the meal, Qiao Sheng enthusiastically invited Mr. Xiao: "Mr. Xiao, is your mother free? "Since we're already married, why don't we go back and have a meal together?"

Qiao Mo reached out and tugged at Qiao Sheng, "Dad, these rich people will not come to our house to eat."

Qiao Sheng was startled, and said: "That restaurant?"

Xiao Yan said politely: "Since Qiao Mo and I are already married, you can call me by my name. As for the matter of eating, I will contact you later. My mother is rather busy. "

It was an explanation, but he didn't refuse.

Qiao Mo looked at Xiao Yan in puzzlement, not understanding what he meant.

Reaching the entrance of Hilton Hotel, Qiao Mo held onto Qiao Sheng's arm and prepared to go home with him.

Qiao Sheng actually looked at Xiao Yan, and pulled down his daughter's arm. Holding her hands, he sighed deeply and sincerely: "Since you're already married to Xiao Yan, then go home with Xiao Yan."

Qiao Mo's eyes turned sour, she bit her lips and called out, "Dad …"

Xiao Yan had already gotten on the carriage, leaving behind some time and space for Qiao Mo to talk with Qiao Sheng alone.

"Daddy doesn't wish for you to marry into the Wealthy Class, but if you truly like Xiao Yan, then daddy will support you. Tell Father, do you really like Xiao Yan? "