The Overbearing CEO's Little Wildcat (25)

Su Qiao's thoughts were still on the shares. "Do you want them? If you do, I'll sell them to you."

"Why?"

Seeing her persistence, Qin Mohan, who was taking a bowl from the nightstand, paused.

A faint, secret joy stirred within him.

Qin Yu, that two-faced person, had always been eyeing the shares in her hand.

A large part of the reason he married her was because of those shares.

Now she wasn't giving them to him, but choosing to give them to himself instead?

Did this mean that Qin Yu wasn't as important to her as he was?

Someone completely overlooked the fact that Su Qiao said 'sell' them to him, meaning she expected money.

And someone completely forgot that not long ago he had said something like, "She's just a cuter pet."

"I don't understand business."

Su Qiao was telling the truth; neither the Original Owner nor she understood anything about business.

Of course, the most important thing was that she really wanted to know…

…the expression on Qin Yu's face when he found out that the shares in her hand had gone to Qin Mohan.

That would surely be interesting, wouldn't it?

444 sensed her thoughts…

It covered its face.

Its Host was not only violent but also good and bad. What was it to do?

But why did it feel so good?

"I can help you."

Qin Mohan curved his lips slightly, slowly stirring the porridge with a silver spoon in his hand.

Su Qiao found it troublesome and shook her head decisively. "No need. I don't want to keep the shares."

"Are you sure?"

Although he asked, a hint of a smile touched the corners of Qin Mohan's eyes.

She had been in the Qin Family for so long; she must have heard that he and the Qin Family father and son didn't get along.

And now she had chosen him.

Did this mean she had a good impression of him?

Thinking of this, Qin Mohan's ears suddenly felt a bit warm.

Su Qiao looked at the man, who had suddenly become strange, and rolled her eyes without hesitation. "You're so long-winded."

Either want them or don't.

It was a simple matter; why drag out so much nonsense?

Looking at Su Qiao rolling her eyes, Qin Mohan felt better than ever.

"Heh heh, no one has ever told me I'm long-winded before."

Quite a few people had said he talked little, though.

"Cough, cough."

He coughed twice lightly, suppressing the smile at the corner of his mouth. "If you want, then I'll take them."

Anyway, even the person would be his in the future.

Of course, he didn't even consider the Su Family's company.

However, since it was her request, he would manage it on her behalf for now.

Just so no one foolish would try to reach for it.

"I hope it's soon."

Su Qiao had no idea what he was thinking, her gaze fixed on the fragrant porridge in his hand.

So fragrant.

She was so hungry.

Qin Mohan saw her staring at the porridge in his hand. He had originally wanted to feed it to her right then, but suddenly he wanted to tease her.

He raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you afraid I'll trick you?"

"The dignified head of the Qin Family shouldn't be short a few coins from me."

Su Qiao wasn't afraid of him reneging on a debt or playing tricks.

She had plenty of ways to make him cough up what he owed.

She trusts me that much?

This must be the first time they've met, right?

Everyone outside said Qin Mohan was ruthless, unscrupulous, and had no regard for anyone, even his own family.

Why was she so confident?

Although he didn't know the exact reason, Qin Mohan couldn't deny that hearing her words made him even happier.

Seeing him staring at her with such a strange look, Su Qiao couldn't help but touch her face. "What are you looking at?"

Qin Mohan was a little speechless.

Shouldn't she be shy right now?

Why was her reaction so different from other women's?

Gazing into the depths of her eyes, which appeared innocent and clear but were actually extremely indifferent, Qin Mohan sighed: