You Make Money, I'll Spend It: Stepmother's Ultimate Pleasure in the Aristocratic Family-Chapter 212: The Rich Man and the Black Dog

The tenderness and sweetness that had just risen in Sheng Mumu's eyes instantly froze.

In addition to the shock, her mind spun especially fast, and words jumped out one by one.

"You...you...have the nature of a businessman, petty, unreasonable, extremely cunning and deceitful!"

Faced with accusations, Qi Mo was calm and composed. He didn't even think of refuting at all, shrugging slightly and laughing.

The deep brow and eye showed a relaxed and calm, and even a bit of "I'm the referee" smugness.

Seeing his appearance, Sheng Mumu was so angry that she almost kicked him out of the car.

Qi Mo reached out with his long arms and pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her shoulders.

It was like coaxing her, but not compromising at all.

As if the 0.5 points were already set in stone, there would be no more changes.

He pointed at the movie screen outside with his eyes.

He said casually, "Watch the movie."

"......"

Sheng Mumu organized language for a long time, and finally chose to forget it.

She was too lazy to spend more words with this increasingly unabashedly unreasonable man.

She decided to watch the movie first and find another chance to settle old scores later.

She glared at him, then turned to look at the screen.

Not long after, the irritable mood gradually eased.

Forget about the 0.5 points, and concentrate on the plot.

At this point, on the contrary, it was the man who had been calm and complacent next to him who became strange.

When Sheng Mumu looked at the rows of perfect abs on the screen with admiring eyes, the man coughed and asked her if there was any mineral water in the car.

Sheng Mumu didn't move her eyes and casually replied,

"The fridge is right behind, go take a look."

"Help me find it."

Sheng Mumu slowly turned her head with full confusion: "?"

The man looked completely calm, as if he didn't think his request was too much. He added innocently and politely, "Okay?"

"......"

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She scolded him silently with her eyes, reached back with her hand, pulled open the small fridge, and threw a bottle of mineral water at him.

An hour later...

The movie was playing the highlight that countless sisters had unanimously voted online.

Sheng Mumu pressed her hands tightly against her chin, sitting up from her lying position.

Seeing the handsome male lead turn on horseback and shoot arrows in the movie, she couldn't help but exclaim:

"So handsome——"

At this moment, her elbow was suddenly pulled.

Looking back, the big palm that touched her elbow was shrinking back.

Qi Mo raised his hand and pressed the back of his hand against his forehead, saying:

"I think my head feels a little hot, can you check if it is?"

"......" Sheng Mumu took a shallow breath.

After calming her anger, she roughly reached out and touched the man's forehead.

"It's not hot, it's even a little cold."

Qi Mo frowned, "Oh? Is that so, then—"

Before the words fell, a finger was pressed against his lips to stop his unfinished words.

"Shhh......don't talk."

Sheng Mumu looked at Qi Mo with an "I see through you" expression, staring deeply at him.

There was a hint of dullness in Qi Mo's eyes. Under Sheng Mumu's warning gaze, he slowly nodded at his forehead.

In the following time, Qi Mo indeed had no more discomfort anywhere, nor did he need Sheng Mumu's "help".

He watched the whole movie quietly, honestly and quietly.

In fact, even Qi Mo himself couldn't believe that those actions would happen to him.

Seeing Sheng Mumu appreciating other men's faces or figures, he felt inexplicably upset and restless in his heart.

He couldn't help but want to make some noise to grab her attention.

It was a childish and instinctive behavior.

On the way back, Qi Mo drove.

Sheng Mumu leaned back in the passenger seat, with a hint of smile in her clear eyes. She suddenly opened her mouth:

"Qi Mo, do you know what you looked like just now?"

The man's eyes stagnated for a moment, and the fingers holding the steering wheel curled up slightly. He said solemnly:

"Like what."

"Very much like..." Sheng Mumu tapped her chin with her finger, dragging out a teasing tone, "A landlord guarding his land."

Qi Mo stopped: "......"

After a few seconds of silence, he raised his hand and pulled at his tie, a low laugh spilled from the corner of his mouth. He imitated Sheng Mumu's tone of voice with emphasis on every word:

"Thank you."

As soon as Sheng Mumu heard this, her eyes bent.

"Oh? Chairman Qi, what are you thanking me for? For praising you as a landlord?"

"Thank you for not describing me as a guard dog." Qi Mo replied.

Recently, she always called him Qi Black Dog. Compared to "black dog", "landlord" was at least human.

"Pff—" Sheng Mumu laughed, laughing and holding on to the edge of the car window.

Merciless stab: "It's still you who understand yourself better, Qi Black Dog."

"......"

The man felt quite helpless but couldn't do anything about her.

With one hand on the steering wheel, he freed up the other to grab her nape.

He pinched it as punishment.

"Ah—— Hahahaha——"

It didn't hurt, but it was ticklish.

Sheng Mumu dodged while laughing.

Qi Mo retracted his arm and continued driving.

Listening to the pleasant laugh that hadn't stopped by his ear, he unconsciously raised the corners of his lips too.

His eyebrows and eyes gradually relaxed, revealing a hint of gentleness.

Fool.

It wasn't just a small piece of land.

It was clearly a vast and boundless treasure.

That night, as soon as Sheng Mumu hit the bed, she fell asleep.

At noon, in order to go to Beijing No. 1 Middle School to buy malt sugar, she gave up her nap time.

People who were used to taking naps would feel an exaggerated sense of fatigue if they missed a day of sleep.

Before eleven o'clock, she washed up and went to bed early without even playing with her phone before falling asleep deeply.

Three hours after she fell asleep, Qi Mo was gently pulled off the quilt in the stillness.

Three hours should be deep asleep.

It was time.

Qi Mo didn't turn on the lights. Using the faint moonlight leaking through the cracks in the curtains, he moved her knees pressed against his thighs away.

Afraid that she would notice, he held his breath and used his palm to hold her knee and put it on the mattress.

Then, he quietly got out of bed, took out a small box from the trousers on the stool at the end of the bed.

Walking lightly back to the other side of the bed, he knelt down.

His eyes gradually got used to the dark environment, and he could see most of the contours.

Seeing that the person on the bed had her eyes closed, breathing evenly and sleeping deeply, he dared to slowly hold up her wrist.

The moonlight was like silver, spilling a ray into the room.

The beam of light happened to slash across the man's face at an angle.

It brushed over his handsome brows and eyes, swept over his nose, and shook at the edge of his drooping hair.

Just a small bundle of moonlight was enough to reveal the tension in his heart.

His straight eyebrows were twisted together, his long lashes trembled lightly, and his thin lips were pursed tightly.

There was a dull light shining in his dark eyes.

He opened the ring box.

From top to bottom, there were three rings of the same style but of different sizes neatly placed in the square box.

Considering that it would be difficult to measure with a tape measure in the dark environment, the shrewd man had prepared three rings.

They were bought just to measure her finger size and used as a tool.

Maintaining his usual rigorous style, he had even thought in advance about how to explain it if she suddenly woke up halfway.

After going over the process in his head again, Qi Mo breathed lightly. His Adam's apple rolled silently.

Lowering his eyes, holding his breath, he took out the ring on the very top.

He gently lifted Sheng Mumu's wrist and slipped the ring over her ring finger.