Dressed as a petite jerk

Mo Jiuqin narrowed his eyes, and without hesitation first took away Luo Qingci's hand that was holding his arm, and then put his arm around her waist instead.

"I don't need others to worry about what my girlfriend wears."

Luo Qingci was only slightly stunned, and then leaned his head on Mo Jiuqin's arms: "Our family Jiuqin is right, and I don't have the hobby of recycling garbage like the two of you. "

"You...you..." Luo Wenrou and Jiang Xiuyuan were both a little angry at the same time.

But in the public, they are not easy to get angry, so they have to suppress their anger.

"Professor Mo, I didn't mean to accuse or laugh at you. I just made my girlfriend laugh at you by wearing a fake dress. It seems that this is not something a man should do, right? And..."

"Are you teaching me how to do things? Huh?" Mo Jiuqin's face darkened, and the overpowering cold aura was released in vain.

The second half of Jiang Xiuyuan's words got stuck in his throat.

He felt that it was difficult for him to even breathe, so he took several steps back in a panic!

Every time he meets Mo Jiuqin, he will be crushed to death by Mo Jiuqin, but he still hasn't figured out why Mo Jiuqin is just an ordinary university professor, how can he have such a terrifying air field……

"You don't want to change?" Luo Wenrou seized the opportunity and hugged Jiang Xiuyuan's arm, acting aggrieved and angry: "Brother Xiuyuan and I have good intentions, but you don't appreciate it?!"

"Then you can continue to wear this fake dress! Anyway, Brother Xiuyuan and I are not the ones who are ashamed..."

What she wants is for Luo Qingci, this cheap girl, to be ruined, so there's no need to bother with a fake dress.

Mrs. Jiang came over, and said to Jiang Xiuyuan and Luo Wenrou with a cold face: "The engagement ceremony is about to begin, you go to the stage first."

"Okay, mother." Luo Wenrou was extremely obedient and obedient.

Who knows, in exchange for Madam Jiang's extremely indifferent and unsympathetic words: "I'm not your mother until you get a marriage certificate with my son, so don't shout."

She is not satisfied at all with Luo Wenrou being her daughter-in-law.

The son was confused by some hypocritical things, but she could see clearly - this Luo Wenrou is not a safe person at all.My son lost the watermelon and picked up a rotten sesame seed. Sooner or later he will regret it.

But she can't help it. Both the old man and the child's father are heirs. They know that Luo Wenrou is not as good as Luo Qingci, but for the sake of the child in Luo Wenrou's stomach, she wants to marry Luo Wenrou.

Moreover, no one expected that Luo Qingci's temper would become a little bit colder after being so strongly stimulated, and he turned around and found another boyfriend.

She also doesn't want a daughter-in-law who has been with other men...

Thinking about it this way, Mrs. Jiang didn't smile at Luo Qingci either: "Luo Qingci, although I didn't like you very much in the past, at least I was kind to you. Then, I hope you can return my kindness."

"Since you are here today, please remember firmly that you and my son are in the past tense."

"If you try to sabotage..."

Mrs. Jiang didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but the meaning of the warning was already obvious.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Jiang," Luo Qingci sneered directly, "If some people hadn't insisted on inviting me over, I wouldn't even take a second look at your place."

She glanced at Luo Wenrou and Jiang Xiuyuan, and said with a sarcasm: "No one will treat your son as a treasure. After all, he is already dirty and smelly!"

The expressions of Luo Wenrou and Jiang Xiuyuan became extremely ugly again.

"However, I would like to remind you that some people have tried every means to get me here. I'm afraid there is some conspiracy?"

"Then, the conspiracy this time must be arranged well enough that it can really make me unlucky."

"Otherwise, I promise, the unlucky ones must be yourselves..."