A beautiful reporter encounters the rich second generation of beasts: the confused wife broke into the wrong house 1450. Chapter 1450 Uncle Xiao, the jealous husband 1
1450. Chapter 1450 Uncle Xiao, the jealous husband 1
Tang Long was in a dilemma. Both were the masters of the Xiao family and could not be offended. Who should he listen to?
"Tang Long, do you want to play betrayal?!" Xiao Mo glanced at Tang Long with sharp eyes.
Tang Long shook his head hastily, even if he was killed, he would not dare to do such a stupid thing.
It's just that between him and Geshasa, it's not betrayal, but the object of allegiance has changed to the mistress of the Xiao family.
"Xiaolong, don't listen to him, how can it be so serious? I am his wife, and I can borrow your work ability for a day, which is not a betrayal. You can stay today and follow Uncle Xiao back tomorrow." Geshasa said quietly.
When she answered, she said "Little Dragon" unintentionally, which made Xiao Mo's eyes turn red.
This woman had never called him "Xiao Mo", so why did she call Tang Long so affectionately?
Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that these two people are very likely to develop an affair!
This time, Xiao Mo directly drew his gun and pointed it at Tang Long's temple: "Stay, I'll reward you with a bullet!"
It happened that Xiao Zhao came into the office with a cup of tea. When he saw Xiao Mo holding a gun, Xiao Zhao's eyes widened in fright, and he looked at Xiao Mo with a solemn look in disbelief.
Seeing that something was wrong, Geshasa wanted to take the tea cup from Xiao Zhao's hand and said to her: "What handsome guy Xiao is holding is a toy gun. Don't take it seriously..."
Unexpectedly, Xiao Mo got mad and suddenly shot her desk with a gun.
The gunfire rang out, and the tea set in Xiao Zhao's hand fell to the ground, announcing the end of his life and going to bed.
Seeing this scene, Geshasa probably knew that Xiao Mo's old habit had returned.
As long as this person regards a certain man as his imaginary love rival, he will basically not use his brain to think about things.
Of course, this time he probably regarded Tang Long as his love rival, right?
Xiao Mo is a man who has no sense of humor. It seems that he cannot make fun of a certain man in the future.
"Xiao Zhao, let's go out..." Before Geshasa finished speaking, he saw many colleagues running over to watch the fun. They all looked curiously at Xiao Mo who raised his gun, not understanding what was going on.
They had clearly heard gunshots before. Could it be that the gun Xiao Mo was holding was a real gun?
"Okay, okay, let's all disperse. Don't publicize what's going on here!" After Geshasa finished speaking, he blocked all the troublemakers from the door.
As for Tang Long, he didn't dare to move for fear that Xiao Mo would really treat him as a love rival and kill him.
Having been with Xiao Mo for many years, how could he not know Xiao Mo's temper? There is also his strong possessiveness towards Geshasa.
Geshasa closed the door and said hurriedly: "Tang Long, you can go with your master. I can't afford a big name like you, so get out of here!"
"Yes, miss!" Tang Long responded loudly if he was granted amnesty.
He looked at a certain pistol pointed at his temple, hoping that Xiao Mo would show his respect.
Even if he was given the courage of a leopard, he would not dare to snatch a woman from Xiao Mo. Furthermore, most men could not bear a woman like Geshasa, and he could not bear it. Only Xiao Mo regarded Geshasa as a treasure.
"Uncle Xiao, your people have been returned to you. Shouldn't you give me some face? You are so impulsive. When the staff of my company ask me later, how can I explain to them about you holding a gun? You'd better
Put it away quickly, if the police arrive, it will be difficult for you and me!" Geshasa advised in a soft voice, hoping that Xiao Mo would stop acting out of anger.
Xiao Mo didn't respond, and pursed his thin lips tightly. Looking at his cold eyes, you could tell that he was still angry.
With no other choice, Geshasa went to him and kissed him.
