"Mu Zhenzhen, such an attitude in negotiations won’t win you any favors from n."
The man finally let her go, coldly walked over to stand in front of her, and stared at her fiercely, "Speak."
Even though Mu Zhenzhen disliked the man’s way of negotiating, given that he always acted this way, she cald her emotions and spoke indifferently, "Xiao Ge has asked to go shopping with her tomorrow, and I plan to buy a gift for Ms. Shen. If you haven’t prepared a gift for Ms. Shen yet, I don’t mind helping you choose one too."
Mo Xingyuan’s face visibly changed upon hearing this.
He stared unwaveringly at the woman in front of him.
This woman, she wants to buy a gift for him?
When had he ever occupied a place in her heart?
Mu Zhenzhen suddenly looked up and t the man’s gaze, "Mo Xingyuan, maybe you are right, Shen Zhiyue is impartial in her duty, and I shouldn’t be biased against her. It was petty of to hold a grudge against her, so I’ll attend her birthday party to apologize to her."
"Mu Zhenzhen, what nonsense are you talking about?"
This woman, would she apologize to Shen Zhiyue?
Mo Xingyuan simply couldn’t believe it, no matter what.
"Believe it or not," said Mu Zhenzhen, having spoken her piece. She turned and walked away.
Just two steps out, the man suddenly chased after her, grabbed her arm, and jerked her body back with a voice filled with low, cold anger, "Since we’re negotiating, you should at least listen to what I have to say. Leaving after you speak, what kind of negotiation is that?"
"Okay, you talk."
Mu Zhenzhen tried to remain calm.
The man stared at her intently, but after a long look, he said nothing.
This woman, was she really going to listen to him?
It seed like she never actually listened to what he said.
Always stubborn, doing whatever she wanted.
"Mo Xingyuan, didn’t you want to negotiate? What is it that you want to say?"
She stayed to listen, yet he fell silent once again.
Mu Zhenzhen was already very impatient.
The man stared at her a while longer then suddenly, a spark flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed the little woman’s face with one hand, his handso face coming down hard upon hers.
Everything changed abruptly.
A few minutes later, just as he had let go of her, Mu Zhenzhen’s hand forcefully moved upward, seemingly trying to slap him across the face.
The man tightly caught her hand and scoffed, "It’s always the sa, Mu Zhenzhen, can’t you be a little more interesting?"
"Mo Xingyuan, you bastard!" Mu Zhenzhen cursed angrily.
The man’s smile only grew more unbridled, "Is that the only sentence you know?"
Mu Zhenzhen couldn’t utter a single word.
After staring at her for a few seconds, the man gently rubbed her hair with his large hand, "Since you want to prepare a gift for Zhuyue, go ahead. They say won understand won best, and the gift you prepare for , Zhuyue will surely like it."
Mu Zhenzhen didn’t speak. Mo Xingyuan leaned over and kissed her hair, "Do you want to take you to the streets tomorrow?"
"No need," Mu Zhenzhen refused without hesitation.
"Should I co to pick you up?"
"Don’t!"
"Go back and rest early." After being refused twice by the woman, Mo Xingyuan didn’t get angry and rely dropped the words before walking towards his desk.
Mu Zhenzhen watched his lonely and proud figure, a trace of intense distress briefly flickering in her eyes, and then she turned and walked out.
Back in her room, Mu Zhenzhen didn’t go to bed for a long ti.
She stood quietly by the window, silently gazing at everything that belonged to the Mo Family.
The rims of her eyes slightly red, her gaze complex.
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