Chapter 555 I Did It for His Face

As if she hadn't expected that she would answer like that.

Qiao Mianmian could feel that as soon as she finished speaking, the air pressure around the man beside her suddenly dropped.

The big hand that fell on the top of her head froze obviously, and the stroking action slowly stopped.

There was cold air, released from the position beside her.

In the hot summer weather, she suddenly felt a chill.

She pursed her lips and smiled, meeting Shen Rou's surprised and puzzled eyes, and slowly said the next sentence: "Compared to money and power, I think his face and figure are more attractive to me."

"Miss Shen, you think that I am with Mo Yesi just because of his money and power. Isn't it too much to belittle his personal charm when you say that? Don't you think that with such a good-looking face, nothing else matters?"

"If you insist on saying that I covet something from him, it's him as a person."

"Don't you think it's a particularly happy thing to marry a man with impeccable appearance and figure? Every day when you open your eyes and see such a handsome face, you don't know how good your mood is. Even if you drink porridge and eat steamed buns every day, you will be satisfied."

The big hand on the head that paused for a moment was not so stiff, and the low pressure that made it difficult for people to breathe also disappeared little by little.

Shen Rou's face showed a look of surprise again.

Her face changed again and again, and she felt embarrassed and annoyed after being teased.

"Qiao Mianmian, you..."

"So please don't say that I'm with him for his money and status. I'm telling you clearly now that I'm with him for his face. Appearance is justice, and nothing is more important than face for those who love appearance. Do you understand?"

How could Shen Rou believe that she was with Mo Yesi just for his face?

This woman is just talking nonsense!

But she saw that the expression on Mo Yesi's face had eased, and even a hint of doting smile appeared on his lips, so she couldn't help but get anxious: "Ah Si, she lied, you can't..."

"Enough."

Mo Yesi turned his eyes to her, his eyes became cold, and the coldness around him gathered again: "Shen Rou, you can leave. It's not your turn as an outsider to question what's going on between us as husband and wife."

"Ah Si, I..."

"I don't want to repeat the same thing for the third time." The patience in Mo Yesi's eyes gradually wore away, and his tone became colder, without even a trace of mercy, "Get out."

His tone was almost equivalent to expulsion.

Shen Rou lost all her dignity, and she did it in front of Qiao Mianmian. Her face was pale, and tears were falling from the corners of her eyes.

At this time, the door of the office was pushed open.

Wei Zheng walked in at the right time.

Seeing Shen Rou's tears, he was stunned for a moment, but soon recovered, turned his head and respectfully called: "Mr. Mo, Madam."

Mo Yesi never looked at Shen Rou again, and said coldly: "Send Miss Shen away."

"Yes, Mr. Mo."

Wei Zheng turned around and looked at Shen Rou's eyes that were red and swollen from crying. He sighed secretly in his heart, bent down and made a "please" gesture to her: "Ms. Shen, please."

He knew it would be like this.

With how much Mr. Mo loves Madam, no matter who he is, he has to stand aside.

So what if they are childhood sweethearts.