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Xi Mubai curled his lips, his firm chest rubbing against Little Rascal's perky chest. He even mischievously pressed down on Qiao Mu's neck, "You didn't die that night even after being pressured for an entire night, and now you can't hold it in any longer? You're underestimating yourself. "

Qiao Mu felt as if her chest was about to be squashed flat by this damned man. The fire in her heart burned to the top of her head and her face flushed red from embarrassment. Damn it! This old scoundrel was shameless and vulgar!

He thought to himself, but didn't dare to speak anymore. He could only stare at the man with wide, angry eyes. What if he angered this old man and his beastly nature broke out? There were only two people in this room!

The more it was like this, the angrier Qiao Mu became. Damn it! She looked so graceful and graceful, but in reality, she was just a person with a carefree heart. Hooligan.

Qiao Mu hastily got down from the table and looked at the red ink on it. A trace of pride flashed across her eyes. "Old man, I'll let you show off."

"I've already signed the indenture contract, hurry up and give me the bank card."

Just as Xi Muqiao pulled out his bank card from his pants pocket, Qiao Mu stepped forward and snatched it from him. He quickly stuffed it into the inside pocket of his cotton garment. His quick and nimble appearance made it seem as if he was afraid that Xi Muqiao would snatch it back.

"That's alright. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first. If you need anything, just call me." As he spoke, he wiped the oil off his feet and slipped out.

Qiao Mu felt that she still had some conscience. Since she had received their money, she wanted to be their person. Wasn't it just a few dozen catties of meat? I've given it to you! Damn it, she was so touched that she was about to cry.

"Your indenture." With this success, Xi Muqiao's heart felt extremely comfortable. Even his words were filled with pride, as this little bastard would never be able to leave his side again in the future.

Qiao Mu gritted her teeth and turned around to pick up her contract from the table. She fiercely glanced at the man's cold and handsome face and said: "Pei, I already said that the underworld is the underworld. What's the use of wearing such proper clothes?

Xi Muqiao: "…"

Seeing the man's defeated expression, Qiao Mu slipped away like a wisp of smoke. She was even faster than a rabbit.

The corner of Xi Mubai's mouth curled up slightly. The moment he saw Little Rascal walking out of the room, he turned around and pointed his middle finger at him with a provocative expression.

Leftie knocked on the door and came in. His eyes landed on Xi Muqiao's light shirt sleeve. His expression was quite wonderful. "CEO, that …"

Xi Muqiao turned his head and looked at Zuo Zhen's speechless expression, his eyebrows knitted together. "Speak frankly. If you don't want to talk about it here, then go and talk about it in Africa."

Leftie was shocked. He didn't want to go to Africa. Rather than going to Africa, he would rather stay by the CEO's side and be ravaged by her. "CEO, you have a red handprint on the sleeve of your shirt."

Xi Muqiao lowered his head and raised his arm. When he saw the red handprint at the elbow of his shirt, he was startled. No wonder that little bastard came in a hurry to grab his bank card. His real purpose was to leave a handprint on his body.

"Okay, I understand. Go and prepare the next step." Don't think that the contract is over just like that. He won't give Little Rascal the chance to make a comeback.

Leftie didn't understand why the CEO wasn't directly pulling Miss Qiao to register, but was the first to get a body sales contract.

The corner of Xi Muqiao's lips curled up into a faint smile. His eyebrows seemed to be blooming with peach blossoms. His laughter was lazy, pleasant to the ears, and contained a joy that could not be concealed. I have to teach this little scoundrel a lesson, which will leave a deep impression in her mind. "

Little bastard, you finally belong to me in the future.

"That sounds good." Looking at the contract, the man seemed to be talking to himself.

Qiao Mu stopped at the door, took a deep breath, and felt the bank card in her inner pocket with sweat. She held it with his small hands until she felt the pain in his hands and then let it go.

He didn't expect to get his hands on it so easily.

There was not a single organ missing. He just needed to sign and press his hand to get rich. This trip was much better than what he had expected! Qiao Mu's emotions were somewhat complicated, but his main emotion was still excitement.

At this moment, Qiao Mu felt that the old man was quite good, apart from the occasional bastard.

She turned around and looked at the French windows on the second floor. Qiao Mu saw a person standing there. It was the old man who had lowered his eyes to look at her. His expression could not be seen from a distance.

Although the old man was a bit annoying, he still gave her the money to operate on her mother. She wasn't someone who didn't know how to repay a debt of gratitude, so after hesitating for a moment, she waved her hands towards the man.