C57 (2/2)

The proud and aloof young miss had become penniless and penniless almost overnight. The house, the car, the card, were all frozen. Even the things that hadn't been taken from home didn't belong to her.

But so what? She was still young, with her hands and her father. She could easily earn money on her own.

”Qiao Xinran! Come on! You can do it! ”

She stood in the night street, shouting at the sky and the streetlights.

A passerby turned around and looked at her with a surprised expression before turning around with a smile.

It was good to be young.

When he returned home, it was already late in the night. Han Mo was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, his face gloomy.

Seeing her enter, he coldly asked, ”Where did you go? I came back so late. ”

Qiao Xinran threw down her words, ”I'm tired, I'll go up to rest first.” Without even looking back, she went upstairs, leaving Han Mo standing there in a daze.

After busily shopping for a whole day, her whole body was sore and sore. She didn't even bother to take a bath and directly went to bed.

The moment he lay down, he heard the sound of the doorknob turning. He instantly tensed up and wrapped himself tightly in a blanket.

Han Mo opened the door and entered. When he saw the cocoon like person, he could not help but laugh.

”Qiao Xinran, even if you were to destroy the bridge after crossing the river, it shouldn't be this fast right? You just finished your business and now you're going to turn hostile? ” He sat on the edge of the bed and said coldly.

Qiao Xinran immediately sat up, her hair was dishevelled like a grudging wife, ”Young Master Mo, what's the matter?”

Young Master Mo? Hehe, when begging him for help, affectionately call him husband, but just after using someone, you call him Young Master Mo? This woman was truly not simple.

”Wasn't it very proactive in the office that day? ”Why did you suddenly turn hostile today?” He reached out and ruffled her hair, his long fingers tracing her cheek with an electric current.

Qiao Xinran unnaturally retreated, glared at him, and lay down, ”I still have to go to school tomorrow, please do not disturb my sleep. Thank you.”

After saying that, he used the blanket to cover his head, not moving at all.

Class? Han Mo suddenly remembered that tomorrow was the start of school, and looking at her back, his expression turned cold as he slammed the door.

Being startled by the sound of the door closing, Qiao Xinran muttered in her heart: Is there something wrong?

Moreover, she only said that she wanted to go to school, but somehow it made him unhappy. This man's change in attitude was faster than flipping through books.

Because without Han Mo's torture, they slept soundly that night. The next day, he specially woke up early, tidied himself up, and then took a taxi to school.

Originally, Uncle Chang wanted to send her off, but she said that Han Mo's car was too eye-catching, and that it was difficult to convince her.

Seeing those familiar faces once again, when Qiao Xinran returned to the familiar campus, she felt that both her hands had revived.

Because she had always kept a low profile, no one knew about her family matters, and no one associated her with the famous Madam Qiao.

When he arrived at the dormitory, he found that the other three girls had already arrived. Upon seeing Qiao Xinran, the three of them immediately pounced towards him happily.