Mu Haotian was stunned.

So cruel?

Visible to the naked eye, Qiao Xue's half face began to swell, and the red slap marks were clear.

Qiao Xue sobbed and looked at Mu Haotian: "Haotian, I slapped you. I know that it has had a serious impact on your company. My slap won't relieve your anger at all..."

Mu Haotian frowned: "what do you want to say?"

"I am willing to do anything, as long as I can make up for your losses, as long as you ask, I will do it."

Her eyes were full of sincerity, and Mu Hao was born with pity because she wanted to cry and her swollen face.

"Brother!" Mu Yuwei added: "Xueer is like this. Do you want to live with a girl? Are you a little too manly!"

Mu Haotian looked at Qiao Xue's successful face, even if it was artificial, and suddenly thought of an idea.

The piano image spokesman of Mu group

If you use Qiao Xue, it will not affect any changes in the company's personnel, and you don't have to pay any money.

He sighed slightly and seemed to have made a great determination: "just let it go. Although Mu's loss was heavy, I can't see the same as you in Weiwei's face."

Qiao Xue breathed a sigh of relief: "thank you, Haotian."

She covered half of her face and looked at him with eyes like silk: "I'll do whatever you arrange in the future. As long as I can make up for your loss, I'm willing to do it."

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two people eased slightly, Mu Yuwei got a happy look at the bottom of her heart: "brother, Xueer, let's have a good chat. I'll go downstairs to the design department."

Mu Haotian nodded: "go, don't make trouble."

"Brother, you don't trust me too much. I'm a professional original painting designer. How can I make trouble for you!"

Mu Yuwei gave Qiao Xue a look and left the office.

Qiao Xue pursed her lips slightly and her eyes were full of emotion: "Haotian, I haven't dared to contact you for so many days. I'm afraid you'll be angry with me and never see me again..."

Then her tears began to fall again: "I really can't live without you. I want to see you..."

Mu Hao waved to her: "come here."

Qiao Xue moved to him in small steps and was pulled to his leg by him. Then he raised his hand, locked the door with the remote control, lowered the curtains, and roughly tore away Qiao Xue's clothes

But she curled her lips and smiled.

At least, she succeeded.

……

After the man vented, Qiao Xue squatted on the ground to help him clean up and endure the pain on his body.

Suddenly, the door of the office was knocked, and Mu Haotian stuffed Qiao Xue under his desk.

He raised his hand, opened the curtains and the door of the office, and opened the ventilator overhead.

Then he simply tidied up his clothes, looked at Qiao Xue without salt and light, and raised his voice: "enter."

Soon, people from the Secretariat came in to report on their work: "Mr. mu, there was news from the administration about the piano spokesman. They checked it from the employee database. Our company has no professional piano study, only a few amateur have passed the grade, but now they have basically put it down."

Squatting under the table, Qiao Xue shivered with torn clothes while enduring the surging cold air from all directions.

Her eyes lit up again when she heard the "Piano spokesman".

Then she suddenly sneezed!