I'm Secretly Married to a Big Shot

Qiao Mianmian’s face was still red when they reached the hot pot restaurant.

It wasn’t because of the heat.

She almost suffocated from the lack of oxygen.

She was pressed into the car by Mo Yesi… and kissed for a long time.

That kiss should have taken about 10 minutes.

In any case, Mo Yesi only let go of her reluctantly when she almost fainted from the lack of oxygen.

Yes, he was unwilling to let go.

If she hadn’t pushed him hard and coughed a few times to show that she wasn’t going to make it, he wouldn’t have wanted to end that kiss.

Qiao Mianmian wondered if he was particularly good at diving.

He could hold his breath for a long time.

Otherwise, why was he completely fine every time he kissed her?

She was always the unlucky one who almost fainted from his kiss.

Mo Yesi thought she was blushing because of the heat. He even reached out to touch her face and asked with concern, “Is it very hot? If it is, take off your coat. The heater is a little strong here.”

Qiao Mianmian was speechless.

She glared at the culprit.

“What’s wrong?” Mo Yesi raised an eyebrow. “Why are you looking at me like that? What did I do wrong?”

“…”

Qiao Mianmian pouted. “Nothing.”

What could she say?

It wasn’t because of the heat, but because of your kiss?

How could she say that?

She would be teased by him.

This wasn’t the first time he teased her about this. He’d always said that he’d taught her so many times, why hadn’t she learned how to kiss?

As they had booked the seats in advance, Wei Zheng must have informed them of Mo Yesi’s identity. Hence, the moment they entered the lobby, someone jogged over to receive them.

“Mr. Mo, Miss Qiao, I’m the boss here.” The person welcoming them was the owner of the hot pot restaurant. This hot pot restaurant wasn’t big, but its business was very good. The lobby was filled with people, and no empty seats could be seen.

Many people were waiting outside.

Qiao Mianmian and Mo Yesi came in from the other door.

As Qiao Mianmian was a public figure with a special status, Wei Zheng informed the boss in advance to avoid unnecessary commotion. The boss also left the back door open for them.

After getting out of the car, Qiao Mianmian put on a mask. Her hair covered most of her face, and she was wrapped in a huge down jacket.

Even her mother might not be able to recognize her.

As for Mo Yesi, he wasn’t wearing sunglasses or a mask.

But not many people knew him.

He wasn’t a celebrity. Even though he’d been on the hot searches a few times, not everyone knew him.

Moreover, even a celebrity had to be popular.

If he was a nobody, he was no different from a passerby.

Hence, when the two of them entered the hall from the back door, although Mo Yesi’s outstanding appearance attracted a lot of attention, it was just a little.

It didn’t cause much of a stir.

As for Qiao Mianmian, she was so wrapped up that even her parents wouldn’t recognize her, let alone other people.