Chapter 2824 Wedding Night (3)

Qing Muchen's already cold eyes became even sharper after her action.

Mo Xier seemed to have a shielding function, as if he didn't exist, tasting the pastries in the room one bite after another.

Her face was not flustered from beginning to end, and she seemed to be enjoying the food.

Such calmness, even Qing Muchen almost admired her.

I have to say, she is a wonderful woman.

There was another person staring at her coldly, with eyes so sharp that he seemed to be able to crush her to death with one hand, but she could still be so calm.

She obviously didn't want to get married, but after the wedding, she could say calmly that life is the same whether she is happy or not.

She just got married, and she hasn't even spent the bridal chamber yet, but she has already started to calculate the family property of her husband's family.

How many wonderful women are there in this world?

Qing Muchen suddenly realized that he had no sense of existence in front of her.

"Miss Mo, do you know what time it is now?" He raised his watch to check the time and reminded coldly.

"It's past twelve o'clock." Mo Xi'er replied without even looking up.

"It's so late, but a man walked out of his room. Miss Mo, should you explain?" Qing Muchen asked sinisterly.

"He walked in openly, and there are so many of your bodyguards outside. Master Qing, what do you think I need to explain?" Mo Xi'er still didn't raise her face.

She didn't stop eating, very slowly, chewing slowly, as if Qing Muchen was not as attractive to her as a piece of cake.

Qing Muchen's face sank again.

Why didn't he find that her words were so easy to make people angry?

His long legs walked towards her slowly, stood in front of her, stared at her condescendingly, and looked at Mousse under her eyes. Qing Muchen felt annoyed no matter how he looked at her.

He stretched out his long arms and waved away the cake she was still eating.

"Now, look at me!" Standing in front of her like an emperor, he ordered coldly.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xier finally raised her face after that. She seemed a little annoyed by his behavior.

Qing Muchen pinched her small chin with his fingertips, bent down, and moved his face closer to her. He asked gloomily, word by word, "Thinking about the assets you can inherit in the future, do you have a better appetite?"

His words were extremely sarcastic, and the irony was what Mo Xier said just now.

Obviously, he heard everything.

Mo Xier stared at him in a daze, just for a few seconds, but she didn't mean to explain her words and deeds.

"You heard it." Her voice was still very light, as light as a pool of stagnant water, never a ripple.

"Miss Mo's calculations are really accurate!" Qing Muchen pinched her chin with a little more force.

"It's just planning for the future." Still a light tone.

"Future?" The temperature of Qing Muchen's eyes after her two words was cold enough to see through people.

Her future is to calculate when he is gone and when she can take his assets away?

Mo Xier looked at him calmly, not afraid of his eyes at all.

"Otherwise, Master Qing, what kind of future do you think we can have?" He said this lightly, with some self-mockery.

Qing Muchen's face froze slightly, and he stared at her coldly for a long time, and the corners of his lips suddenly curled up evilly.