Mismarried wealthy wife

After a few days of rest, her leg injury is almost healed.

Except for the day of the wedding, Su Qing still hadn't met Mo Yanye's mother, so when he proposed to go back for dinner, she was completely flustered.

In the room, Su Qing looked at the clothes Mo Yanye sent, her face turned blue.

It's just a meal, does it need to be so grand?

"Remember to dress up nicely, my mother doesn't like too casual makeup."

Mo Yanye's words were still lingering in his ears.Su Qing sighed slightly, staring at the clothes on the bed in a daze.

Chanel's latest limited-edition dress is something she will never be able to afford in her lifetime.

knock knock...

The knock on the door interrupted Su Qing's daze.

"Who?"

"It's me!" Mo Yanye's deep voice came from outside the door, "Are you ready, it's almost time."

Glancing at the gift box on the bed, Su Qing couldn't help drooping her face, her tone a little melancholy. "Please wait a moment, I'm not well yet."

Mo Yanye outside the door was silent for a while, and then the magnetic voice sounded slowly: "Hurry up, my mother doesn't like us being late."

"Okay, I see." Su Qing felt a little uncomfortable, and did not leave his mother with a few words.

Half an hour later, Su Qing had already changed into a taupe blue dress, she was wearing a pair of seven-inch high crystal high heels, she had a little powder on her face, and she simply applied some lip balm on Yin Hong's lips. honey.

Mo Yanye was sitting on the sofa in the living room, when he saw the sound of Su Qing's room door opening, he looked back subconsciously.

For an instant, Mo Yanye was stunned...

On the spiral staircase, Su Qing's white arm rested lightly on the black handrail, her slender calf, and above her lace skirt...

"Well, it's very beautiful. I have a good eye." Mo Yanye muttered to himself, not knowing whether he was praising Su Qing, or talking about himself in disguise.

"Okay, we can go." Su Qing lowered her head in embarrassment, and habitually reached out to tie her hair behind her ears.

Mo Yanye curled his lips into a smile, and slowly stood up from the sofa.The ironed straight black classic suit made his originally muscular body even more upright.

"En!" Mo Yanye nodded, bent his arms and waited for her to enter.

Su Qing held her breath and leaned over slowly.It was only a few meters away, and step by step, she seemed to have walked for as long as a century.

"Let's go!" Looking down at the bent arm, Mo Yanye raised his head again and looked at the woman beside him with a smile.

It wasn't the first time she held his arm, but Su Qing still couldn't let go.

He was just slightly hesitant, but it caused Mo Yanye to frown slightly.

"Hurry up, we're running out of time."

Women are troublesome. It takes two hours to change clothes and put on makeup.

"okay!"

Su Qing was still silent at the scene of the two walking side by side at the wedding not long ago, when he suddenly yelled like this, she was so frightened that her soul flew away.

Although she was holding his arm, her body was some distance away from him. Such an obvious alienation made Mo Yanye very upset.

He squinted at Su Qing, his expression was very bad. "Do you want my mother to know that our marriage is fake?"

"No!" Su Qing shook her head subconsciously, her heart twitching inexplicably because of his words.

"If not, why are you so far away from me? I won't eat you."

As he said that, Mo Yanye was in the other hand, pulling her closer to him.

Unprepared, Su Qing staggered and rushed towards him.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

The moment she touched his chest, Su Qing immediately jumped away as if struck by lightning, and bowed her head to apologize like a child who had done something wrong.

"It's okay, I didn't say you did it on purpose." Mo Yanye pulled his lips and chuckled, revealing a playful smile. "Okay, let's go."

As the car was galloping on the road, Su Qing tilted her head, pretending to focus on the scenery outside the window.It's just the tight eyebrows and pursed lips that revealed her nervousness at the moment.

"Don't worry, my mother is actually very easy to get along with." Mo Yanye's low voice, like a cello, is pleasant to the ear.

Su Qing turned her head, looked at Mo Yanye who was profiled, and smiled lightly because of his words.

"I'm not nervous."

He said that he was not nervous, but in fact, he was already nervous to death.Just based on the few words he just said, he knew that this nominal mother-in-law was very difficult to get along with.

Don't be nervous...it's strange.

Mo Yanye concentrated on looking ahead until the street lights in front turned red, then he turned his head to look at Su Qing.

Her jet-black hair was simply clung to the back of her head, revealing her fair and soft neck. A few strands of hair were randomly scattered on the side.Small earlobes, a heart-shaped earring, and a lotus blue dress made her look like a lotus root in the emerald green lake.

"Your expression shows me that you are lying." There was a slight smile in the low voice.

"No way!"

Seen through, Su Qing turned her face away in embarrassment.

Although she is a mother-in-law in name, she is still an elder, so how can she not be nervous.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm here for everything." Mo Yanye patted her hand on her knee, and said comforting words.

At this time, the horn sounded from the car behind, and Mo Yanye realized that the indicator light had turned green.

It wasn't until the car parked steadily at the door of a very European-style villa that Su Qing realized that she had lost her mind along the way.

I don't know if Mo Yanye said anything to himself, probably nothing.

Sensing that the people around her got out of the car, Su Qing quickly unbuckled her seat belt, and just about to reach out to open the door, Mo Yanye outside the car has already quickly opened the door for her.

"Thank you!" Su Qing lowered her head shyly, raised her arms and tied the hair on her cheeks behind her ears.

Looking at the bent arm in front of her, this time she stretched out her hand without thinking...

At the door, the housekeeper was already waiting there. Seeing Mo Yanye and Su Qing, she immediately walked over.

"Master, madam, madam is already waiting for you in the living room." After finishing speaking, the butler glanced at Su Qing, and then stepped aside.

Su Qing felt a little uncomfortable being watched by her, and always felt that there was a trace of contempt in the eyes of this butler who had never masked her face.

"Thank you Mama Wu, we'll go first." Mo Yanye looked back at Su Qing, and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I'm here for everything."

In just one hour, Mo Yanye said the same sentence twice.

Su Qing's heart was suddenly shaken.She raised her head, looking at Mo Yanye with softer eyes.

"Ok, I know."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked into the living room of the villa under Wu Ma's stare.

On the expensive leather sofa, a woman who was about fifty years old but looked as if she was about 30 years old, heard the voice, and just glanced back in a hurry.

"came back!"

There was no emotion in the cold voice.

"Mom!" Mo Yanye yelled, but there was also not much intimacy at all.

Su Qing stood aside, looking at this pair of unenthusiastic mother and son, she couldn't help but have a big question in her heart.

Is this a mother and son?

Although, at the wedding, she had seen them treat each other like strangers, but she still couldn't figure out why.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Su Qing followed behind Mo Yanye, and respectfully called out: "Mom!"

Now, they are husband and wife, she should call them differently.

The low and soft voice made Jin Dingjuan, who was watching TV, turn his head, glance at Su Qing lightly, and his tone changed a little.

"It's you!"

Mo Yanye took Su Qing to the sofa and sat down. Perhaps because he knew his mother's character, he didn't let go of Su Qing's hand the whole time.

Staring at the interlocking hands of one big and one small, Jin Dingjuan's pretty lips curled into a sarcastic sneer.

"It seems that you two are having a good time?"

The tone is light, and upon listening carefully, one will notice some hints of envy and jealousy.

But Mo Yanye has no time to estimate so much, "Mom, we are living well, isn't that what you most want to see?"

"Naturally!" Jin Dingjuan smiled faintly, then his eyes fell on Su Qing's face, and his tone changed. "Su Qing, can you explain to me what was published in the magazine a few days ago?"

"Mom, this matter..."

On the side, Su Qing felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, and Jin Dingjuan's question made her flustered even more.

"Mom, this matter is just a misunderstanding. Su Qing was always with me that day." Mo Yanye glanced at Su Qing with a look of confidence in his eyes.

"is it?"

The more protective she is, the more Jin Dingjuan suspects that there is something wrong.

However, since her son is devoted to protecting her, she doesn't need to confront him. There are many ways to know the truth.

At this time, the housekeeper Wu Ma came to the living room at just the right time.

"Madam, master, ma'am, dinner is ready."

"Well, call the eldest lady and see what the hell she's up to." According to the rules of the Mo family, there is no reason to be absent from the family dinner every week.

Wu Ma stood there without moving, "I already called the eldest lady and said that I am preparing for tomorrow's exam, so I won't come today."

"Well, I see." Jin Dingjuan sighed, and she must not let her escape easily next time.

At the dining table, Su Qing lowered her head and carefully laid down the rice in the bowl, but her eyes flicked back and forth between Mo Yanye and Jin Dingjuan from time to time.

Weighed to death, there was no communication at the dinner table, what kind of family is this...

On the other hand, although she is not welcome at home, her father will still ask her how she is studying and how she is doing when eating.

"Here, I'll eat it for you." Su Qingtian really wanted to break the silence, so she added a piece of Dongpo meat to Mo Yanye's bowl.

In the next second, there was a 'bang', a piercing sound, which startled Su Qing, and a strong anger rushed towards her.

She froze and looked up at the source of the sound. The chopsticks in her hand fell to the table with a clang.

"Didn't someone teach you not to talk while eating?"

Jin Dingjuan's harsh voice immediately froze the atmosphere in the living room.

Su Qing left Mo Yanye, and found that his face was ashen, and his eyes were looking directly at the Dongpo meat in his bowl.

"Mom, I...I don't know..." At this moment, Su Qing felt like she wanted to run away.

No wonder, Mo Yanye kept repeating this sentence in her ear.

Don't be afraid, I'm here.