Chapter 31: A Man’s Possessive Dominance

Qiao Lan was used to it.

Qiao Yue’s face was so innocent, but she was so promiscuous in private. She wasn’t a girl at 14.

Her dark history was exposed, and she was disgraced. She wouldn’t have so many scruples as before.

She was sleeping with Chu Zhiheng openly, and she didn’t even think it was strange.

She looked at the files in front of her, unable to read a single word. She simply threw them aside, picked up a sketchbook and a brush.

The sketchbook contained exquisite clothing design drawings.

Qiao Lan graduated with a degree in fashion design. She preferred to draw designs quietly than to be the puppet-like CEO of Qiao Corporation.

Qiao Lan was very focused, so focused that she didn’t even notice the sky darkening.

Mo Qian waited until the end of the workday but didn’t receive any messages from Qiao Lan. He strode over to the CEO’s office to find her.

Most of the company employees had left, only Sun Qin was still waiting for Qiao Lan.

She recognized Mo Qian and was about to speak when the man’s long fingers pressed against his thin lips, making a silencing gesture.

Sun Qin subconsciously closed her mouth.

After Mo Qian went in, she frowned.

Why did she listen to a driver?

Damn it!

The light in Qiao Lan’s office dimmed, only the desk lamp cast a beam of light on her exquisite and beautiful profile. She stared intently at the colors under her pen.

After completing a design, her crystal-clear eyes flashed with a dazzling light, like sparkling diamonds.

She looked at her work, a satisfied and contented smile curving her rosy lips.

Suddenly, her smile froze, and she looked at Mo Qian standing at the door: “When did you get here?”

Mo Qian’s tall and straight figure leaned against the door, his hands in his pockets. He said softly, “Not long ago.”

“Why didn’t you come in?”

“Everyone has their own privacy.”

Qiao Lan’s public identity was only the CEO of Qiao Corporation. She never mentioned her talent in fashion design, so she must have her own reasons.

Qiao Lan liked Mo Qian’s tact.

If he had come in directly just now, she might have been annoyed and angry and driven him away.

Mo Qian asked, “Going home?”

Qiao Lan closed her sketchbook and put it in her bag: “Let’s go.”

Sun Qin waited at the door. She looked at the handsome man and beautiful woman, inexplicably finding them very eye-catching.

Mo Qian’s background and family were ordinary, but he stood beside Qiao Lan, his aura was not inferior at all.

Qiao Lan patted Sun Qin’s shoulder: “You’ve worked hard today. After this busy period, I’ll give you a few days off.”

Qiao Lan left most of the remaining files to Sun Qin. She handled them very well and was almost able to work independently.

Sun Qin felt the warmth of Qiao Lan’s palm and her face flushed red: “CEO Qiao, I’m not tired, I don’t need a break.”

Qiao Lan was training her, so of course she had to seize the opportunity. She had endless energy every day, how could she be tired?

Qiao Lan said disapprovingly: “You’re at an age when you need to enjoy yourself. If you wait until you’re older to enjoy yourself, you’ll miss a lot of beautiful scenery.”

Sun Qin thought it made sense.

But on second thought, Qiao Lan’s age seemed to be similar to hers.

She wanted to say something, but Qiao Lan had already left with Mo Qian.

They didn’t have any intimate gestures, but their side-by-side figures were warm and harmonious, making them look like a good match.

…

Leaving the company, Mo Qian handed Qiao Lan the coat hanging on his arm.

The night in Haishi was slightly cool, and Qiao Lan didn’t refuse.

Mo Qian chuckled: “You advise others to go out and see the scenery, but why don’t you go out and see the scenery around you?”

Qiao Lan raised her eyebrows: “It’s not too late for me to wake up now.”

She was once bound by so-called family ties, but she wouldn’t be anymore. She would live for herself.

The two were about to get in the car and leave when a harsh screech of brakes sounded in their ears.

A silver-gray sports car stopped in front of them with a wild and domineering posture.

Qiao Lan recognized the familiar license plate number and frowned.

The driver’s door opened, and Chu Zhiheng got out. He looked at Mo Qian with hostility: “I have something to talk to Lanlan about. You back off.”

Mo Qian smiled, a hint of contempt in the depths of his eyes: “You seem to have confused your position.”

His long and strong arm circled Qiao Lan’s shoulders, pulling her slender body into his embrace: “I’m her husband, and you’re just her ex.”

Qiao Lan wasn’t used to being held so intimately by a man, but seeing Chu Zhiheng’s shocked face, she didn’t struggle. Instead, she leaned against the man’s embrace obediently.

Qiao Lan was a strong and domineering woman. Chu Zhiheng had known her for so long, and he had never seen her act like a little bird clinging to a man. Now, he saw it in Mo Qian’s arms.

How many men wanted to conquer but couldn’t conquer such a proud woman who was willing to depend on a man like a little woman?

He was so jealous that his eyes turned red: “Lanlan, tell me the truth, did you marry him because of Old Qiao?”

If it hadn’t been for Old Qiao’s dying wish, Qiao Lan wouldn’t have even thought about getting married.

And he was the lucky one chosen by Qiao Lan, but unfortunately, they didn’t make it to the end.

He had thought countless times, if he had resolutely rejected Qiao Yue the night before the wedding, would the situation be different?

Qiao Lan said seriously: “It was for you, but not for him.”

She married Mo Qian to get rid of Old Qiao’s nagging and matchmaking.

Chu Zhiheng shouted: “I don’t believe it. I don’t believe you can develop feelings for a man you just met.”

Qiao Lan rolled her eyes in disbelief: “Chu Zhiheng, even though you’re a science and engineering guy, you should have learned the idiom ‘love at first sight’, right?”

Mo Qian had the capital to make people fall in love at first sight.

Chu Zhiheng didn’t want to admit it, but he had to admit that Mo Qian’s handsome face was so stunning that even women would feel ashamed.

He struggled to say: “Lanlan, you’re lying to me, you must be!”

Qiao Lan keenly caught the fresh strawberry mark on Chu Zhiheng’s neck. Suddenly, she laughed, a mocking laugh: “Chu Zhiheng, are you here to ask me to get back together?”

Chu Zhiheng was overjoyed and said with determination: “Lanlan, I gave you up once, I will never give you up a second time.”

Mo Qian narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Trying to steal his woman in front of him, did he really think he didn’t exist?

Qiao Lan broke free from the man’s embrace.

Mo Qian’s big hand held her shoulder, unwilling to let go.

Qiao Lan gently touched the man’s handsome face: “Be good…”

Her hand was cool and soft, her voice was soft and gentle, like a cat teasing a man’s heartstrings. His whole body felt a little numb, Mo Qian’s eyes darkened and he said possessively: “Don’t get too close to him.”

Qiao Lan laughed.

This man’s possessive dominance!

“Okay.”

Qiao Lan walked up to Chu Zhiheng and put her hand on his shirt.

Chu Zhiheng’s face lit up with joy. He reached out to grab her: “Lanlan.”

Qiao Lan dodged with disgust, looking at the fresh strawberry mark on his neck, she laughed sarcastically: “Chu Zhiheng, before you ask to get back together, can you tidy up the traces of Qiao Yue? It looks disgusting.”