After taking the document handed over by He Zhang, Qiao Mohan glanced at it briefly and his dark eyes suddenly darkened.
It's really the same as before, a trick of playing hard to get.
From the first day I met her, she has never been at peace.
I don't know how many times I have played this game of playing hard to get.
However, Qiao Mohan also admitted that it was probably because of these various ways of "going against" that made Su Qing seem a little different.
This woman is smart and knows what to do to keep him interested in her.
Even though she has already sat on the throne of Mrs. Qiao as she wished, she still has to struggle...
It's true that if you don't mess with him for a day, he won't behave well.
"Divorce application, fine... I don't like restrictions. If she wants to divorce, then she can. As long as she doesn't regret it, that's fine."
Having said that, Qiao Mohan took out a pen without hesitation and prepared to sign.
"No, we can't leave!!!"
Mrs. Qiao snatched the pen from Qiao Mohan's hand to stop him.
"Mo Han, Su Qing is a special woman to you, I won't allow you to get divorced..."
Su Qing is the only woman who can make her son respond and regain his masculinity.
Whether for the sake of her son's sexual well-being or for the purpose of giving birth to an heir in the future, Su Qing, the daughter-in-law, must never leave the Qiao family.
"Mom, don't you dislike Su Qing? You were the one who drove her away. Our divorce is exactly what you want."
Qiao Mohan's tone was very cold.
At this time, he was feeling annoyed. No matter how cold he looked on the surface, he was actually already thinking about finding trouble with some ignorant woman.
"No, no... Mom likes Su Qing, she likes her. It was wrong of Mom to drive her away before. If you mind, Mom can talk to her for you and coax her back."
"Oh, kidding?" Qiao Mohan sneered, the curve of his lips looking evil.
"I, Qiao Mohan, don't need to coax a woman like this... Give me the pen." As he spoke, Qiao Mohan stretched out his hand, his fingers were slender, and his bone rings were clearly visible.
It was spread out before Mrs. Qiao, with a cold, irresistible aura.
"No, no, I won't give it to you..."
Qiao Mohan's aura was heavy and cold, with an irresistible determination.
But Mrs. Qiao is Qiao Mohan's mother after all, and has been in power for many years. Even though she was stared at by her son with such frightening coldness that it seemed as if she could freeze a person into ice.
For the sake of his son's happiness, he still refused to compromise.
"Give it to me." Qiao Mohan spoke again.
This time, the voice was a hundred times colder than before.
"No… "
Before Mrs. Qiao finished her words, she heard Qiao Mohan order: "He Zhang, give me your pen."
As Qiao Mohan's subordinate, He Zhang certainly didn't dare to refuse.
But Mrs. Qiao was right beside him and gave him a fierce look. He Zhang was caught in the middle, having no idea what to do and he felt very nervous.
I could only slowly take out the pen and hand it over.
Due to Mrs. Qiao's look, he tried his best to persuade her: "Master, the Madam may just be throwing a tantrum, acting like a little woman. How about I give the Madam a call first to test her opinion? Or, Master, you can try to comfort her yourself? Maybe, after a few nice words, the Madam will stop throwing a tantrum."
Women, aren't all like this
Because she doesn't get any care from her husband, she likes to make trouble and make a fuss.
She would not stop until her husband focused his attention back on her.
Mrs. Qiao was deeply aware of this.
Wasn't it the same when she first got married, quarreling with Mr. Qiao all the time
The more they make a fuss, the more they care about each other. (To be continued)