Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy-One Muddle Through

"Huo Shaoyi, it's okay..." Qiao Mu'er murmured.

Her expression was a little erratic, and all her thoughts were moved by another man.

If you want to ask her how Huo Shaoyi is, she really doesn't know, since the moment Yue Zheng appeared on today's blind date, she didn't care.

Qiao Mohan frowned: "What do you mean by okay? Mu'er, you'd better make a decision as soon as possible. If possible, Daddy is going to hold the wedding for you next week."

Su Qing: "Why are you in such a hurry? Emotional matters can't be so fast. Let Mu'er think about it first."

Qiao Mohan said in a deep voice: "Sorry, she and Shaoyi have known each other since childhood, and it's not that they have never gotten along with each other, nor are they strangers. It's just that Mu'er never thought about that in the past, and regarded Shaoyi as a well-known younger brother of the family. , It doesn't take too much time to get along with Shaoyi as long as you reverse the positioning of the original identity in the past."

Qiao Mohan's words seemed to make sense, but when it fell into Su Qing's ears, it felt strange.

Less easy?

When will my husband use such an intimate title for Huo Shaoyi?

Because Huo Shaoyi's surname was Huo and he was Huo Jingshan's adopted son, Qiao Mohan never had a good look on him.

Usually I like to use titles like 'that stinky boy from the Huo family' and 'Huo Jingshan's cheap son'.

Su Qing originally thought that Qiao Mohan's sudden marriage of Huo Shaoyi and Mu'er made her feel strange, but now she is even more skeptical when she sees her husband's attitude.

However, Qiao Mu'er didn't know it at all, she was still immersed in the shock that Yue Zheng brought to her in the hotel bathroom during the day.

She carefully adjusted her sitting position, and caressed her bare neck with her hands inadvertently...

The hickey that Yue Zheng left maliciously on her neck was carefully covered by her foundation.

But it's been so long since she came back from the hotel, she couldn't find time to go to the room to tidy up, and she didn't know if the foundation on her neck had faded.

"Mu'er, what's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?" Su Qing noticed Qiao Mu'er's abnormality carefully. She looked sideways with concern in her apricot eyes similar to her daughter.

Su Qing always felt that something was wrong with Qiao Muer after returning from a blind date today. Could it be related to Huo Shaoyi?

"No..." Qiao Mu'er quickly put down her hand, not daring to touch her neck again.

Alan on the side glanced at Qiao Mu'er's fair and slender neck, and said lightly: "Mu'er probably remembered to return the necklace to Uncle Huo, and Uncle Huo asked Huo Shaoyi to wear a sapphire necklace, which was just recently photographed. Fei. Mu'er feels valuable and refuses to take it. She wants to return it to Uncle Huo in person."

Hearing that Huo Jingshan gave something to Qiao Mu'er, although Su Qing had become accustomed to it, she still sighed helplessly: "Mu'er...you did the right thing, you can't accept things that are too valuable, even if Uncle Huo gave them. I'll take you to Huo's house in two days, and you can return it to Uncle Huo yourself."

"You're going to Huo's house?" Before Qiao Muer agreed, Qiao Mohan raised his eyebrows.

Su Qing realized that her husband was still here, and the ecstatic phoenix eyes of a man like a vinegar jar had sunk.

Daddy and Mummy seemed to be about to stage another drama of being tired of dying. Qiao Muer took the opportunity to wink at Alan and pointed upstairs, and took the opportunity to escape.

Going back to the room and closing the door, Qiao Mu'er's heartbeat was very fast...

It's dangerous, but fortunately, Daddy and Mommy didn't see anything abnormal, so I finally got through.

But what to do next...

She touched her empty neck, thinking of the sapphire necklace still in Yue Zheng's hands, how could she return it to the Huo family?

[Updated on 11.3, see you tomorrow night~]