Mad Wife Attacks: Jiu Ye, good morning!

Chapter 207: Mo Xin'er is the Mistress of the House!

Chapter 208: Mo Xin'er is the Mistress of the House!

Today after class, Qiao Weixue followed Mo Xiner's car on a whim, and followed her all the way to the club, wanting to see how many men Mo Xiner had.

After finally waiting for her to come out of the club, she didn't expect that poor guy like Lan Yilin came out with her.

After the two of them came out, they actually came to this kind of place to eat. The mud couldn't support the wall!
In Qiao Weixue's eyes, coming to this kind of place to eat is no different from a beggar.

What was even more damning was that she was still hungry watching Mo Xin'er eat that kind of rubbish.

It seems that today is nothing, Qiao Weixue was about to speak and told the driver to go back, but saw a few gangster-looking men on the side of the road walking towards the snack street.

Looks like they should be under 20 years old.

Qiao Weixue suddenly had a plan.

"Wait a minute, you guys." Qiao Weixue took out her sunglasses and put them on as she said that.

Two of the punks stopped and turned their heads, looking suspiciously at the car parked on the side of the road, and then at Qiao Weixue, not sure if she called them.

"I'm just calling you." Qiao Weixue looked at the few people and said.

The gangsters all turned around and walked towards Qiao Weixue. One of them had a wicked smile on his face: "Beauty, do you need help?"

"Do you want money?" Qiao Weixue looked at several people and asked.

money!Who doesn't want money?This person has a brain!

Qiao Weixue spoke again: "I just went to the two women in the snack street. If you can teach them a lesson, I will give you 1 yuan."

Qiao Weixue knew that Mo Xin'er was capable, but she didn't know exactly how. She thought how could these several men be able to deal with her!

The few punks were startled!
"Fuck! Ten thousand, big brother, no problem!" said another little gangster at the side.

The man called Big Brother glared at the little bastard: "Fuck off, who are we, can 1 yuan do it?"

Qiao Weixue gave the little gangster a contemptuous look, obviously the man called Big Brother was not satisfied with the money.

But 1 yuan is really nothing, and he said, "How much do you want?"

"Let me tell you, not even one point less than fifteen thousand!" said the gangster called Big Brother proudly.

Hearing this, the driver in front couldn't help laughing.

The younger brother who spoke at first looked at the man called Big Brother with adoring eyes, and it was clear that he was talking about Big Brother!
Qiao Weixue gave them even more disgusted glances, idiot!How much do you think he would want!It turned out that it was just five thousand more.

After watching Qiao Weixue for a while, the few people thought that they wanted too much. After all, they can only ask for a hundred and eighty if they scare people in a normal situation.

After a while, Qiao Weixue said slowly: "Yes."

Afterwards, Qiao Weixue took out her phone, opened the photo album, and found out the secretly taken photos of Mo Xin'er and Lan Yilin, and showed them to several people.

The little brother suddenly said again: "Fuck, aren't these the two women who beat us last time? Brother, we can't beat them!"

"Shut up, mother!" The man glared at the younger brother, and then immediately looked at Qiao Weixue: "No, he was wrong, it's obviously not those two people."

The driver also felt that these people were unreliable, so he said, "Miss, I think, let's go back."

After several people said that, Qiao Weixue would not be so stupid as to believe these little bastards anymore, and pressed the car window angrily: "Drive, go back!"

The driver started the car and drove away, Qiao Weixue was so angry, why is this damn Mo Xiner so powerful!

Looking at the car leaving in the dust, the man slapped his typing brother on the head: "I'll make you talk!"

The little brother touched his head in aggrieved way: "We really can't beat it!"

Qin's old house.

It has a history of more than 200 years. After wind and rain, it is still majestic, with fake mountains and rivers, pavilions and pavilions, and ancient flavor.

Currently living here is Qin Yao, the most authoritative patriarch of the Qin family, and the previous head of the Qin family. He is the younger brother of Qin Beimo's grandfather. He is now 69 years old and has been in charge of the Qin family for more than 30 years.

Until Qin Beimo took over as Patriarch, he retired here.

In the hall.

In front of the high-grade mahogany square table, Qin Beimo and Qin Yao sat on one side.

Afterwards, the servant served two cups of top-quality Longjing tea.

Qin Beimo was dressed in a well-fitting suit. He was imposing and handsome. With slender fingers, he brought the cup of tea to his lips and took a sip gracefully. He said slowly, "I don't know why my uncle invited me here?"

Qin Yao was dressed in black brocade and had a burly figure. Although he was nearly 70 years old, he didn't have a single gray hair, and his eyes were still bright.

"Why do you know about the consultant?" Qin Yao looked at Qin Beimo with a slightly reproachful tone: "Qin Zheng is your third uncle after all, what you did is not too much."

Qin Beimo put the teacup back on the table, looked at Qin Yao, and said slowly, "Qin Zheng has no patriarch, provokes wantonly, and intentionally harms my people in Yujingyuan. Excessive?"

"Slight punishment?" Qin Yao frowned, snorted coldly, and said, "If you just shot him twice and crippled his leg, what else can I say!

But you ask yourself, did you just cripple his leg?If others don't know, I still don't know. He is now physically empty, has a bad temper, and his condition is getting worse day by day. Could it be that you did something about it! "

"There is such a thing! I don't know!" Qin Beimo picked up the teacup again, and solemnly denied it.

Qin Yao knew Qin Beimo well. Although he was young, his methods were not simple. In terms of conspiracy and schemes, he was not as good as one of ten Qin Zhengs.

Now that he is the head of the family, he is in full swing, so he can't blame him too much, and besides, the main purpose of today is not this matter.

So Qin Yao softened his attitude, and said: "Even if you don't admit it, Xiao Mo, you can't hide it from me. In the end, this matter is only because of a woman."

After a pause, Qin Yao said again: "It's okay to pet a woman, but you have to be careful, the main thing is the island of clouds, such a big property must not be given to an outsider!
If you really like her, you can continue to raise her when you have a mistress in the future, just keep her outside. "

Qin Beimo's eyes were deep, and he sneered in his heart. He knew Qin Yao's thoughts well, it was false to complain about Qin Zheng's injustice, and it was true to feel sorry for the huge industry of Yunzhidao.

Although he has resigned from the position of Patriarch these years, he has been planning and planning for his lineage, wanting to get more property.

How could he not be jealous that Yun Zhidao had such a big piece of fat in other people's hands!
Seeing that Qin Beimo didn't speak, Qin Yao had already listened to his own words.

Then he said in a consoling tone: "Think about how difficult it has been for you to travel this way. Your parents left early, you took revenge for them with great difficulty, and you worked so hard to sit on the position of Patriarch. Don't do it for a The public anger caused by the woman has lost this hard-earned country."

Qin Beimo lowered his eyes, stroked the edge of the cup with his thumb, his eyes were cold, and his thin lips parted lightly: "If I can't even protect the woman I like, what use is it for me to have this country!"

As she said that, she suddenly raised her eyes and looked directly at Qin Yao: "Also, besides Mo Xin'er, the housewife can't be anyone else!"

The man's calm tone carried a majestic and unquestionable momentum!
(End of this chapter)