The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 5, the game has just begun!
Early the next morning, Aunt Lan woke up. After helping Qiao Mo wash and wash, after breakfast, Qiao Mo kept looking at Luo Luo.

Luo Luo coughed twice, and said to Aunt Lan, "Aunt Lan, I'm going out for a walk!"

"Okay, let's go, I'm watching here."

Luo Luo ran out with his hands behind his back, stepping on short boots, holding Qiao Mo's ID card in his small hand.

After a while, Luo Luo came back and blinked at her.

——Things, get it done!

Qiao Mo bit his lip and said to Aunt Lan, "Well...Aunt Lan, I want to go out for a walk."

Aunt Lan was startled when she heard this, "Miss Qiao, you just had a cast on your leg, so you shouldn't be walking around!"

Luo Luo hurriedly said, "Aunt Lan, have you forgotten? There are wheelchairs!"

"Then I'll go with you!"

Luo Luo's child is reckless, she is worried.

In case Miss Qiao makes a mistake, how can I explain it to my husband?
Qiao Mo acted like a baby, "Oh, Aunt Lan, Luo Luo will take good care of me!"

Although it was only yesterday night, Qiao Mo already felt very clearly that Aunt Lan is a middle-aged aunt who is easy to talk to.

Luo Luo hung on Aunt Lan's arm, and acted coquettishly: "Aunt Lan, you wash her silent clothes, she has nothing to change... just let us go out and play for a while, okay?"

Aunt Lan thought to herself, there are indeed a lot of things left undone, and the clothes Miss Qiao changed last night have not been washed yet.

Heartbroken, he nodded, "Okay, but you all have to be careful, go early and come back early!"

"Don't worry, Aunt Lan! I will take good care of Momo!"

Luo Luo just pushed Qiao Mo out of the ward slowly, and immediately accelerated, pushing her wheelchair and galloping all the way out.

Jomo was terrified by her, and screamed all the way: "Hey! Slow down!"

At the entrance of the hospital, Jomo was most concerned about: "Where's the money?"

Luo Luo carried a small bag with him, and patted the bulging bag, "Here it is! Don't worry!"

After Jomo and Luo Luo got into the taxi, Jomo remembered: "I can't go home now! Go to your place!"

Luo Luo didn't live in the school dormitory, and rented a bachelor's apartment outside.

Rich and willful.

Therefore, whenever Qiao Mo encounters something, he almost regards her place as a safe haven.

Once at home, Qiao Mo grabbed Luo Luo's bag, poured out the money, frowned and counted the bills earnestly: "How much is this?"

"The [-] hospitalization fee was refunded! You live in a VVVIP ward!"

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"Sir, Miss Qiao has been discharged from the hospital!"

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After Xiao Yan hung up the phone, he squinted his eyes and sneered: "Good girl, how dare you swallow the hospitalization fee and slip away from the hospital!"

Zhao Qian was taken aback. He didn't expect that Miss Qiao looked so innocent, but she was actually quite scheming?However, if she continues to stay in the hospital, curry favor with Aunt Lan and the boss, won't she earn more money as Mrs. Xiao?How could it be possible for Mrs. Xiao to only have a mere 2 yuan for hospitalization?

Why isn't this girl enlightened?

"Boss, do you need me to send someone to Miss Qiao?"

The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, and his dark eyes were dark. How could Xiao Yan's prey allow her to escape from under his nose so easily?

Zhao Qian nodded, "I'll send someone to look for it now."

"No, now that she has an accident, she must not dare to go home. The person must be with her good friend."

"Boss, I actually don't quite understand what Ms. Qiao is doing with the hospital bill."

After all, Xiao Yan had already offered her an olive branch before. In Haicheng, there shouldn't be any girl who would resist the position of "Mrs. Xiao", right?

The man crossed his legs elegantly, pursed his lips slightly, and said with a light smile, "Qiao Sheng has a high medical bill every six months. At this moment, she probably has no money."

"If you become Mrs. Xiao, you won't have this burden."

Zhao Qian said honestly.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and nodded his forehead with his slender fingers, "It's inevitable that the little girl's brain is not enough. She hasn't figured out what the three words Mrs. Xiao mean."

Xiao Yan, 32 years old, is the richest man in Haicheng. With him, Qiao Mo can only be regarded as a little girl.

Immature and young, but Xiao Yan never denied that the old cow loves to eat tender grass.

There is nothing wrong with the most basic survival rules of the food chain.

Xiao Yan never denied in his heart that it was Qiao Mo's youth and beauty that first interested him.

The man stroked his chin, and smiled with interest in his black eyes.

——The game has just begun!
(End of this chapter)