Chapter 142 Ah Si, Is She Really that Good?

"No." Mo Yesi interrupted her in a deep voice, "No one can force me to do something I don't want to do. It's my own choice."

"Then do you like her?" The woman's voice was slightly trembling, "Aren't you not allowed to touch women? Is your illness cured?"

"She is an exception." Mo Yesi rubbed his eyebrows with his hand, and looked at the girl who came out of the bathroom with a hair dryer. The arc of his lips deepened a little, "I can touch her."

"So you married her because of this?"

"Yes, but not entirely."

"Asi, marriage is not a joke, you shouldn't be so casual..."

"Okay." The woman's consolation made Mo Yesi reveal a trace of impatience between his eyebrows, and his tone became two points colder, "It's my own business, I know what to do. What else do you want?"

There was silence for a few seconds, and the woman's voice became a little dry: "I will return to China tomorrow and arrive in Yuncheng at 10:30 in the morning. Can you pick me up?"

Qiao Mianmian walked to Mo Yesi with a hair dryer.

As soon as she plugged in the power, the man reached out and pulled her into his arms.

He pressed her to sit on his lap. The man's strong arms wrapped around her waist, pinched the soft flesh on her waist, and then said to the woman on the other end of the phone: "There is an important meeting tomorrow morning. I'll ask Yan San and Lao Si to pick you up."

"What meeting is so important? Is it more important than me?" The woman complained dissatisfiedly.

"Shen Rou, you are not a child anymore, don't be willful."

"Humph, if it was your wife returning home, wouldn't you pick her up?"

Wife?

Mo Yesi looked down at the soft and cute girl in his arms, and met Qiao Mianmian's dark and bright eyes. The corners of his lips rose, and his voice softened: "Of course not. If it was her, I would put down everything and pick her up."

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After a few seconds, the woman's voice sounded again, and it seemed a bit competitive: "Ah Si, is she so good?"

Mo Yesi: "Yeah."

"Okay, it's okay if you don't come to pick me up. You always have time to come to the welcoming party tonight, right? Bring your newlywed wife with you? We agreed at the beginning that whoever has a partner will bring him out for everyone to meet."

"I'll ask her." Mo Yesi took the phone away a little, touched the girl's head in his arms, and said with a smile, "Shen Rou is back to China, and Yan San and others have arranged a welcoming party for her, which will be tomorrow night. Will you go with me?"

"They said they want to see you."

In another day, it will be the weekend.

Tomorrow night, Qiao Mianmian is free.

She thought for a moment and said, "Is it convenient for me to go? Will it affect you?"

"What's inconvenient? They are all friends I have known for many years. They heard that I was married and were very curious about you. They kept shouting that they wanted to meet you. Mianmian, you married me. Not only must you try to accept me, but you must also try to slowly integrate into my circle of life."

"I want to introduce you to my friends as soon as possible."

Qiao Mianmian was silent for a few seconds and nodded gently: "Okay, I'll go."

Mo Yesi's behavior was actually a recognition for her.

He really treated her as his wife, so he was willing to introduce his best friend to her.

If she refused, he would definitely be angry.

Seeing her nod, the man curled his lips, rubbed her head gently, and then replied to the woman on the other end of the phone: "I will take her there tomorrow night. You should all be more restrained by then. She is timid, don't scare her. There is nothing else, so that's it, hang up."