Warm marriage, my domineering president

30. Why do you still want to marry me?He pursed his lips, let her go, and said coldly: "There's nothing to talk about, go out!"

Qiao Mosheng frowned: "Brother!"

"Qiao Mosheng, get out!" Jian Shenyang frowned, as long as he could remember, no one had dared to yell in front of him.

Qiao Mosheng was a little helpless, but she is not someone who can quarrel with others, so she said seriously: "Okay, okay, I'll go out, as long as you tell me why you are doing this to me and where I am wrong, I will go out."

Only then did Jian Shenyang look directly at her.She looked very small, only reaching the height of his shoulders, and her waist was also very small. When he squeezed her, it broke.

But such a she dared to say a lot of noisy nonsense in front of him, accusing him of his faults, and saying that she wanted to reason with him.

He sneered, then raised his eyelids and said coldly, "It's already a big mistake for you to stand in this room."

Qiao Mosheng paused, marrying her was really a last resort for him?

But before she spoke, he said indifferently, "You can go out now."

Qiao Mosheng frowned, and asked him seriously: "Since you don't want to marry me, why do you want to marry me?"

But he acted as if there was no need to answer her question, and said coldly: "Get out! And...you don't have to move here."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the phone on the desk and made a call, which should be to the housekeeper downstairs, because he said: "Ask someone to move all the madam's things back to her room!"

After finishing speaking, seeing that she hadn't left yet, he gave her a sideways glance, "Still not leaving? Do you want me to take back what I just said or do you want me to ask you here?"

People who know her say that she has a good temper, and Qiao Mosheng has always thought so. She is rarely angry, but now she is really angry.

She rubbed her aching forehead, and sighed helplessly: "Brother, can we have a good talk?"

Jian Shenyang didn't even raise his head: "Think I'll call someone over to drag you out?!"

Qiao Mosheng pursed her lips, helplessly, she had no choice but to go out to him.

The next day, Qiao Mosheng woke up a little late. What happened to her last night made her restless, tossing and turning, and fell asleep after a long time.

After getting up in the morning, after packing my schoolbag, I went out of my room and went downstairs to have breakfast, but when I didn't want to close the door and turn around, I happened to meet him who was also going to go downstairs.

She paused, decided to forget the unhappiness of last night, smiled and raised her hand to greet him: "Good morning, brother."

Jian Shenyang just glanced at her, didn't speak, and went directly downstairs, obviously not interested in saying hello to her.

Qiao Mosheng looked at his silent back, followed him, and reached out to grab his sleeve. She said in a good voice: "Brother, can't you talk to me properly? Can you talk?"

Jian Shenyang pushed her little hand away, and said after sitting down: "It's not necessary."

Qiao Mosheng was a little weak, so he changed the subject and asked: "Will you go to work later?" He didn't answer and she asked again: "Are you going by car? Take me."

Jian Shenyang didn't speak all the time, and didn't look at her again. Qiao Mosheng was no longer surprised. When she talked to him, he continued talking alone without answering her.

Not long after, he finished eating, and said to the servant who was serving them, "Put away the breakfast."