The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

"No, Manman is very cute." Mo Ting took a deep look at his watch, "It's getting late. Uncle and aunt should go to bed early. I'll go back first."

"You still call me uncle and aunt, you should change your words——"

Father Qiao stopped her in time and gave her a look to prevent her from continuing. He raised his hand to put on Mo Tingshen's shoulder, "Come, let me see you off. I just want to talk to you about the details of the wedding."

Mo Ting nodded deeply and said yes.

Mother Qiao looked at her prospective son-in-law with satisfaction, raising her head slightly, with a look of pride and complacency in her eyebrows. Such an outstanding man should have been in their family. If Qiaoman hadn't been in a coma for three years, the marriage would have been a long time ago. .

"What's the matter with you? Ting Shen sent you back, and you still made a face and made him unhappy?"

"Why did I make him unhappy?"

Qiaoman pushed his mother's hand away and walked inside. A servant came up to him and asked if he wanted to prepare milk. Qiaoman glared at him: "Leave me alone!"

The servants were startled and did not dare to come forward. Mother Qiao came in from behind and scolded: "What did you do to provoke her? Do your own thing. I didn't tell you not to come up. Don't be so smart."

The servant lowered his eyebrows, not daring to feel aggrieved, and retreated with a Nuonuo reply. Mother Qiao called her back again and cut a plate of fruit. She took it upstairs and opened the door of Qiaoman's room.

Just as he was about to walk in, he raised his foot and almost stepped on the dress that was thrown on the ground.

"You child!"

Mother Qiao quickly put down the fruit plate, picked up the dress and took a closer look, "Isn't this a toast dress? Why did you throw it away when it was so good?"

Qiaoman was letting out her anger and her clothes were scattered everywhere. She had a pair of scissors in her hand. Mother Qiao had quick eyes and quick hands and snatched it away. When she opened the dress, she saw that it was almost cut into strips of cloth.

"Why are you so crazy?"

Qiaoman looked at her aggrievedly, sat down and covered his face, "Mo Tingshen doesn't love me at all, so why bother to tie the knot? What's the point!"

Mother Qiao covered her mouth, "Don't talk nonsense. It's about love or not. Can he marry you if he doesn't love you? The wedding is coming soon. Why are you venting your anger at this time?"

Mother Qiao had an intuition that there was a conflict between the two children, but she didn't ask a question. Subconsciously, even if there was a conflict, it would have to be resolved slowly after the marriage was completed.

Qiaoman tilted his head to avoid her hand, "I just don't love you. I've tried it several times and I don't want to get married."

"no!"

Mother Qiao immediately shouted, "We have to get married. Think about your dad. He has been hiding the crisis in his company. You can't open your mouth to Mo Tingshen now. Let him solve it after you get married. You can't No knots!”

Qiaoman couldn't believe it, "Mom, isn't my marriage as good as the company?"

Qiaoman's eyes flickered and he said nothing, but it was more hurtful than any words.

Qiaoman smiled self-deprecatingly and burst into tears. She wiped them away with the back of her hand, grabbed a skirt next to her and threw it out.

Mother Qiao's eyelids twitched and her tone softened, "What's going on?"

How dare Qiaoman say that she took the initiative to hint, but was still sent back by Mo Tingshen. She felt aggrieved and bloated.

Mother Qiao asked again: "Do you really don't want to get married?"

Qiaoman remained silent.

Mother Qiao saw something, took a deep breath, and said, "If you really don't want to, I will have to shamelessly break off the engagement with your father."

"mom!"

Qiaoman grabbed Mother Qiao, who was about to leave, and muttered: "I, I didn't say no, I just feel angry, I'm so aggrieved, and I have no one else to talk to." (End of Chapter)