"Mr. Mo, I..."

Cheng Jia finally waited until Mo Xiuchen finished all the calls. She bit her lip and shouted hesitantly.

Mo Xiuchen stood up from the sofa, his eyes were cold and sweeping the process, and he said lightly: "You go back and think about it all night. If you are sincere, come to the office to find me tomorrow."

Cheng Jia turned around, watched Mo Xiuchen walk to the desk, and quickly packed up the documents, turned off the computer, picked up the key and left.

Her face changed: "Mr. Mo, where are you going?"

Mo Xiuchen frowned, and looked at her with a hint of coldness: "Where do I still need to report to you where I go?"

Cheng Jia's face turned pale and she shook her head quickly: "No, Mr. Mo, I didn't mean that."

Mo Xiuchen snorted coldly, looked at her with a deep eyes, and said word by word: "This is the last chance, again and again, there will be no more and more. Go back and think about it carefully, how can I trust you."

After saying that, he ignored Cheng Jia, who was pale, turned around and strode away!

***

Ten minutes before getting off work, Wen Ran's cell phone rang.

She took out her cell phone and looked at the caller ID. She did not answer the call, but turned off the voice, finished speaking to the workshop director just now, and explained to Li Qian, then walked a few steps away and asked Qin Mu: "Qin Mu, how is it?"

Qin Mu took off his gloves, turned around and looked at Wen Ran's phone with the flashing screen in his hand, and asked without answering, "Is Xiu Chen here to pick you up?"

Wen Ran was not as sarcastic as Mo Xiuchen, so she asked Qin Mu to work overtime for her here. She got off work by herself, and couldn't help but feel a little apologized: "Or, I'll let him go back by myself and I'll stay to work overtime."

Qin Mu's eyes flashed and he said lightly: "Forget it, you've been tired for a day, go get off work. I'll keep an eye on here. If something really happens, I'll call you again."

If he kept Wen Ran and worked overtime, that guy Mo Xiuchen would not know what way to torture him.

He first recorded these accounts to Mo Bei'ihei, and one day he would have to pay them twice as much.

Wen Ran smiled and said with emotion: "That's thank you for your hard work!"

Qin Mu curled his lips and turned around to continue the experiment just now. However, Wen Ran suddenly called him: "Qin Mu, don't move."

"What's wrong?"

He looked at Wen Ran in confusion.

Wen Ran smiled, stepped forward, reached out and gently brushed the corner of his white shirt collar, removing the dirt on it, and said with a gentle tone: "What you dipped on the construction site is fine."

Qin Mu's tall body was a little stiff. She just approached him and gently helped him remove some dirty things from his collar. He looked at her eyebrows and eyes close to her and clearly smelled the fragrance of her hair. For some reason, her heartbeat was abnormal for a moment.

"Then, I'll trouble you here. Call me if you have any questions."

Wen Ran didn't know Qin Mu's strange mood. She took off the thing on the collar for him, so she stepped back and smiled beautifully on her delicate face.

"You go!"

Qin Mu replied a little stiffly and turned around immediately.

***

Outside the factory

Mo Xiuchen sat in the luxurious Aston, with his slender arms casually placed on the car window where the glass was lowered, with handsome eyebrows and elegant temperament.

Seeing Wen Ran come out of the factory, a hint of gentleness suddenly floated in his deep eyes, and the corners of his sexy lips were bent into a shallow curve: "Ranran, have you handled it?"

Wen Ran sat in his passenger seat and looked at the man in front of him with a shallow smile, "There is no problem for Qin Mu to stay there, but I always think this is not good."

Mo Xiuchen chuckled, leaned over, fastened her seat belt, and sprayed her warm masculine aura on her face: "Ranran, don't take this little thing to heart. A Mu has not gotten married and is not in love. It's okay for him to go back tonight. It's better to stay and help you work overtime, which is more valuable."

Wen Ran's mouth twitched when he heard it. What kind of theory is this, "Did you work overtime every day before you get married?"

Her question asked back, which made Mo Xiuchen laugh. He lowered his head and stole a fragrant kiss on her fair face. Then he sat up straight, drove, and then answered her question: "You are right, I used to work overtime every day, otherwise, how could the company not be able to live without me?"

Looking at the pride and pride between his eyebrows, Wen Ran couldn't help laughing, but listening to his words, she felt a little distressed. She smiled and said, "Why are you so proud? The company cannot do without you. Shouldn't it be said by others?"

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyebrows, "Without confidence, how could I marry you?"

Wen Ran was completely speechless. When did this man become so slick? She really couldn't tell him. She glanced at him and turned around and looked out the window.

"Ranran!"

Beside him, Mo Xiuchen looked at her pretty face from the rearview mirror and called her softly.

Wen Ran pretended not to hear, refused to agree, and did not turn around.

Mo Xiuchen smiled and asked softly: "What do you want to eat tonight? Should you go home or eat outside."

"go home!"

"When you called in the afternoon, Cheng Jia went to find me."

Two minutes later, Mo Xiuchen said gently. Hearing this, Wen Ran turned his head and Qinghong's water eyes looked at him in confusion.

"I thought, you really ignored me?"

Mo Xiuchen smiled, his deep eyes were filled with pampering, and he frowned gently, "What did Cheng Jia ask you for?"

"She waited for two days, but couldn't wait for me to find her, so she had to come to me on her own initiative and say that she promised me the conditions to be put forward, and from then on, she will be a good person."

"oh?"

Wen Ran raised his eyebrows and was a good person? What are the conditions?

"Last time, she cut her wrists, I went to the hospital to warn her. Didn't I tell you that night?" Mo Xiuchen smiled slightly and explained gently.

Wen Ran had a little impression. That night, he went home very late, woke her up and made a lot of trouble, and then said that Cheng Jia committed suicide by cutting his wrist. He went to the hospital to warn her, but then two or three words were gone.

She always felt that he told her that those who were not the purpose, the purpose was tormenting her!

"Remember?"

Mo Xiuchen curled a charming smile on his lips. He remembered clearly what he had done to her that night. Looking at her slightly red face, his heart slightly rippled. This fatal little woman, her frown and smile, deeply touched his heart.

"No!"

Wen Ran heard the ambiguousness in his voice, and her face, which was slightly red, became more and more hot. Thinking of him changing tossing in different positions every night, she glared at him fiercely, lowered her head, and ignored him.
Chapter completed!