I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

He had nothing to hide in front of her.

He had confessed to Shen Rou these things long ago. At that time, Qiao Mianmian felt nothing.

On the contrary, she was quite settled.

After all, when Mo Yesi proposed to marry her, she knew what he must be for.

Otherwise, on his terms, it is impossible to find a woman to marry casually.

It is even less likely to flash marriage to her.

It is normal for him to marry her because of a particularity in her body.

So, what she knew and accepted earlier in the morning, Shen Rou took it out to fight her again, could it be useful?

"Where is it?" Qiao Mianmian looked at Shen Rou's unwilling face, hiding a slightly jealous expression, slowly raising the corner of his lips, and said indifferently. Will be separated, at least I have owned him."

"I have also enjoyed his care and love, and had a good relationship with him. It will be a good memory in retrospect. I have no regrets and no regrets."

"No matter how I am, I am more fortunate than Miss Shen. You have spent so much time with him, and he was the only opposite **** who can be friends with him. A little special."

"But the person he chose last was not you."

"Oh, I was wrong, he had never chosen you before. You are just a friend who has known him for a long time from the beginning to the end. He told me that he just took You treat it as a sister."

"So even if I didn't marry him, it wouldn't be Miss Shen. You really don't know what Miss Shen is unwilling to do."

Qiao Mianmian finished talking, and looked at the extreme softness of his face, and walked past her.

She went straight to Mo Yesi's desk, stretched out the black leather chair, and sat down slowly under Shen Rou's angry and surprised eyes.

The black leather chair is very soft and comfortable to sit on.

Qiao Mianmian thought to himself that it was Mo Yesi's special leather chair.

The comfort level is indeed quite high.

Seeing that she was sitting on Mo Yesi's chair, Shen Rou seemed to see something unbelievable. She opened her eyes wide and was startled and angry: "Miss Qiao, As is the last person who likes others not to get him Use his things with permission."

"How can you……"

"Oh." Qiao Mianmian smiled her lips, before she finished, she picked up the cup on the desk and drank.

Shen Rou's eyes widened when she saw that she was holding Mo Yesi's glass again.

There was more surprise and anger in the eyes.

"Miss Qiao, how can you touch other people's things." Shen Rou couldn't do it, as if her things had been touched, her face was quite ugly. "As has a cleansing habit, you take it without his knowledge." Drinking water from his glass, he will be angry."

"You don't have much tutoring like this."

"Jie Mian?" Qiao Mianmian looked like Shen Rou's angrily ruined face, she sipped her mouth in a hurry, and then was surprised, "Miss Shen, you are sure of me Does the husband really have a cleansing habit?"

That "husband" sounded particularly harsh.

Shen Rou looked ugly: "Of course, I have known Asi for more than 20 years, and I know him well."