Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

After receiving the paperwork handed over by He Zhang, after Qiao Mo's hastily glanced at it, the pupils of Mo fell into a deep sense.

It's really the same trick as before.

From the first day she met her, she has not had a peaceful day.

I don't know how many times I've played this silly play.

However, Qiao Mohan also admitted that it was probably because of this changed method that Su Qing looked a little different.

This woman is very smart and knows what to do to keep him fresh about her.

Even if I have sat on the throne of Mrs. Joe as I wish, I still have to toss...

Sure enough, I don't know how clever if I don't toss for a day.

"Divorce application, okay... I just don't like restraint. If she wants to leave, she will leave, as long as she doesn't regret it."

As he said, Qiao Mohan took out his pen without hesitation and prepared to sign.

"No, you can't leave!!!"

Mrs. Qiao grabbed the pen in Qiao Mohan's hand and stopped him.

"Mo Han, Su Qing is a special woman to you, I don't allow you to divorce..."

Su Qing is the only woman who can make her son react and regain her power.

Whether it is for the sake of his son's lower body or to give birth to an heir in the future, Su Qing, the daughter-in-law, must never leave Qiao's house.

"Mom, don't you like Su Qing? You drove her away personally. We divorced and are just liking you."

Qiao Mohan's tone was very cold.

At this time, he was annoying, no matter how grim on the surface, he was already thinking of trouble with some ignorant woman in his heart.

"No, no... Mom likes Su Qing, she likes it. It was wrong for her to drive her away before. If you feel that you mind, Mom can tell her for you and coax her back."

"Huh, huh?" Jomo smiled coldly, the corners of his lips were evil.

"I, Qiao Mohan, don't need to coax, this kind of woman... give me the pen." As he said, Qiao Mohan stretched out his hand, with slender fingers and clear bone ring.

Just spread out in front of Mrs. Joe, with a cold, irresistible aura.

"No, no, I won't give it..."

Qiao Mohan's momentum was very cold, with irresistible determination.

But Mrs. Qiao is Qiao Mohan's mother after all, and she has been in the position for many years. Even though she was frightened by her son's indifference, she seemed to stare directly at her with frozen eyes.

For the happiness of his son, he is still unwilling to compromise.

"Give it to me." Qiao Mohan said again.

This time, his voice was a hundred times colder than before.

"Do not……"

Before Mrs. Qiao's voice finished, she heard Qiao Mohan's command: "He Zhang, give me your pen."

As Qiao Mohan's subordinate, He Zhang certainly did not dare to refuse.

But Mrs. Joe was on the side, winking sharply at him, with the congratulatory badge in the middle, in a dilemma, and her scalp became tense.

I can only slowly pull out the pen and pass it up.

Owing to the look in Mrs. Joe’s eyes, he tried his best to persuade him: "Master, the wife may be irritable and irritable. Otherwise, I will call the wife first and take a look? Or, Master, you will coax yourself. She? Maybe, after hearing a few good words, the wife will stop making trouble."

Women, aren't they all like this.

Because I don't get the husband's care, I like to make trouble and toss.

It was so upset that the husband would refocus his attention on him, and then he would stop.

For this, Mrs. Joe felt deeply.

When she first got married, it was not the same, and she had trouble with Master Qiao all day long.

The more noisy this is, the more you care about the other party.