Chatper 011 (1/2)

Qiao Moli was thinking in his mind: Is this girl his wife now? So small, like a little girl.

He thought of Qiao Mochen being painfully drunk in the private room during the day, straightening up all of a sudden, staring fiercely at the girl on the bed.

There was a contemptuous smile on his mouth, too, if he wasn't pretty, how could Qiao Mochen be in such pain.

His eyes instantly turned cold, he raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp, and slid the wheelchair out of the room.

He went back to the bedroom, stood up and walked to the window to look at the sea in the dark night. I feel so lonely in my heart!

After a while, Uncle Lin knocked on the door, walked in, and saw a man standing on the balcony.

He walked over gently, "Master, we found it!"

"The third young lady didn't talk to anyone on the phone today, she only sent a message to the three students of Xuancheng University B!" Uncle Lin showed the satellite information to Qiao Moli.

The man's deep eyes stared at the information form in Uncle Lin's hand.

"College student B? Didn't she contact Qiao Mochen?" Qiao Moli thought of Qiao Mochen's drunk appearance today. Could it be that she got drunk because of a call from this girl.

"No, I checked the third young lady's call records, and she has never contacted the second young master!" Uncle Lin looked at the man's cold expression. Gently back out.

No contact! I changed my phone before I came here. Doesn't he know how insidious Qiao Mochen is?

This woman is crying here, and Qiao Mochen is drunk at the bar!

Qiao Moli's icy expression shone coldly in the dark night!

At dawn the next day, Yan Xiluo was woken up by a knock on the door. She opened her eyes and got up immediately.

Aunt Mei stood at the door, "Third young lady, the young master asked you to wait in the restaurant."

"..." It was just dawn, why did I have to go to the restaurant.

"Okay, I'll be right there." She turned around and got dressed, washed and walked down.

The man sat elegantly at the dining table, and two servants brought him meals.

Yan Xiluo looked up at the man, looking at the food on the table.

This breakfast is too rich. So much, can you finish it? waste!

She still walked over, and immediately scooped up a bowl of soup for him, "Master, drink the soup..."

Qiao Moli pursed her lips tightly, "Peel the shrimp!"

Yan Xiluo immediately sat down and peeled the prawns and put them into the man's bowl.

With her small white hands, she skillfully peeled the shrimp in front of him, raising her head to look at the man from time to time.

I saw him frowning. Some displeased.

"No gloves? Don't you know I'm a clean freak?"

Yan Xiluo's ears felt hot, he has a cleanliness habit!

She quickly picked up the shrimp in the bowl and ate it by herself, then went to the kitchen to get the gloves, and continued to peel.

Qiao Moli saw this series of actions, and his face became even darker.

"I told you to peel or not to eat!"

"..." Yan Xiluo stopped his hands and looked up at the man, "Didn't you not eat it? I peeled it without gloves? I can only eat it!" Could it be that he can't throw it away if he doesn't eat it!

The man didn't say a word, he looked at half a bowl of shrimp piled up in the bowl, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

What is this girl thinking, is she going to peel out a plate of shrimp. Can't she peel other things? And she doesn't peel the crabs.