Qiao Mo lowered her eyes and said nothing.
He never seed to lack won by his side, and she had probably never understood him.
Scenes from three years ago seed still vivid, those pains and resentnts in these long years were like poison, slowly consuming her, difficult to extricate herself from.
"Let’s try according to the original plan first, and if it doesn’t work, we’ll think of another way."
Lu Yiming frowned: "What way?"
Qiao Mo laughed indifferently: "For example, becoming his mistress, wearing a uniform to seduce him; maybe that’s his thing."
Lu Yiming frowned even deeper and said nothing.
Qiao Mo couldn’t help but recall last night’s situation. The dress she was wearing had a deep V-neck, and it was thanks to a special bra that she didn’t expose herself.
He helped her unbutton the bra; her modest cleavage was likely exposed seven to eight-tenths, yet he seed to have no thoughts about it.
Qiao Mo stretched out her foot and nudged Lu Yiming: "Hey!"
He turned his head: "What?"
"Do you think I’m old, or have I lost my charm now?"
Lu Yiming rolled his eyes speechlessly and gave her one word: "Get lost!"
"Lu Yiming, I’m telling you, if you keep acting like this, you won’t be able to find a wife! You’ll face divine wrath!"
...
Qiao Mo ate a bit of breakfast at ho and then went to the office.
Even though she’s the boss with more free ti, a little food was okay; skipping work was not.
Looking at the mountain of docunts in front of her, Qiao Mo felt overwheld.
However, thinking about using that piece of land for office building, she wondered if Fu Nancheng cared about it and whether he would get the approval for her.
After all, the current office is temporarily rented, and having a fixed company location would be better.
After a while, Lu Lu ca in carrying a bouquet of roses: "President Qiao, another batch of roses."
"Just leave them there."
"They arrived two hours late today; I thought there wouldn’t be any."
Qiao Mo smiled without saying a word, habitually glancing at the card on top.
Today, the card had an extra line: "Rember to have breakfast."
The signature was still Mr. Fu.
"President Qiao, who exactly is Mr. Fu? Is he your suitor?"
"No gossiping, get back to work."
After driving the secretary away, Qiao Mo soon received a phone call saying the city’s land was approved for building a branch office for the company.
Qiao Mo’s mood improved a bit, and she started focusing on her work.
As it was close to closing ti, Qiao Mo worked overti for a while.
anwhile, outside the company.
A cute little kid, carrying a big blue Ultraman backpack, was bending over, picking wildflowers from the grass in front of the company, drawing quite so attention.
Although he was just a child, the company’s security was very dutiful: "Little boy, where are your parents?"
Qiao Zichen screwed his delicate little eyebrows, focused on picking flowers, when he saw a figure blocking the light.
Without lifting his head, he randomly pointed with his hand: "Over there."
The security followed his direction and saw a tall, handso man standing beside a black Bentley, with a commanding presence.
The security hesitated for a mont and moved forward: "Excuse , sir."
Fu Nancheng directed his gaze at the security, his eyes cold and sharp like two blades.
He assud the security was called by Qiao Mo to dismiss him, so his look was naturally unfriendly.
The security broke out in a cold sweat, nervously said: "Sir, your child is damaging public property, could you take him away?"
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