Chapter 880： Rush into the office

Chapter 880

Mo Zixuan didn’t care about the contempt in Mo Xiuchen’s eyes. Instead, he smiled mockingly, and struck back against each other: “I really don’t understand, but you, a person who has lost his memory, certainly don’t know much better than me.”

He knew that amnesia was the pain of Mo Xiuchen.

Mo Xiuchen was about to say something, the internal phone on the desk rang, and his cold eyes moved away from Mo Zixuan's face and picked up the microphone to answer the call.

"President, Ms. Li Yaqing, editor-in-chief of **Weekly, must see you?"

Hearing the request on the phone, Mo Xiuchen suddenly sank, and refused without hesitation: "No see."

"But the president, Miss Li is President Li’s daughter..."

The secretary's voice was a little timid, but before she finished her words, Mo Xiuchen had already hung up the phone.

In less than a minute, there was a woman's voice outside and the secretary's dissuasion. Hearing that voice, Mo Zixuan's eyes flashed with astonishment, and said to Mo Xiuchen with a cold face: "It's Li Yaqing, she Why did you come to the company?"

Mo Xiuchen hadn’t spoken yet, the office door had been pushed open, and the secretary explained in horror: “President, Miss Li, she must see you...”

"President Mo, I called you to make an appointment in the morning. Don't worry, I will only use you for a few minutes, and I will leave after speaking."

Li Yaqing ignored the secretary's embarrassment and panic, pushed her away and walked into Mo Xiuchen's office. When facing Mo Xiuchen's ice-quenched eyes, she trembled in her heart, straightened her back subconsciously, and met her eyes straight up.

She knew that if she showed a little timidity, she would be driven out by the man behind the desk, and she would never have a second chance.

Mo Zixuan looked at Li Yaqing in surprise, this woman really had the courage.

Mo Xiuchen didn't speak, and even didn't even get up. He still kept the same posture as he was just now, sitting lazily in the revolving chair.

However, the cold aura exuding all over his body is overwhelmingly pressing toward the opposite person, which is unbearable.

Li Yaqing was timid for a moment, clutching the strap of the bag, quietly tightening, adding gravity, she forced herself to look at Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and said word by word: "Mr. Mo, I know that I am like this. It's rude to break in, but I can guarantee that you won't regret giving me a few minutes."

"is it?"

Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes were half-closed, and a sharp shot shot out from the bottom of his eyes. Li Yaqing shot straight over like a sharp arrow. The latter stiffened slightly, and the expression on her face was a bit stiff.

His slender, white fingers were slightly bent, and he casually clasped the corner of the solid wood desk. Although it was only a short word, he had the majesty of the king.

Li Yaqing couldn't bear this powerful atmosphere of oppression, but she was already standing in the office and could not tolerate her backing up. The most important thing was that this man was her 28th year old Li Yaqing. A man who is tempted by her, with her personality, will never allow herself to lose without a fight.

She gritted her teeth, her heart was full, and she confidently said: "Yes!"

The secretary did not understand what Mo Xiuchen meant, and stood at the door with a pale face, afraid to speak.

Mo Zixuan turned his eyes on Li Yaqing and Mo Xiuchen, and said lightly: "I'll go back to the office first, and you will call me if I have something to do." After speaking, before Mo Xiuchen could speak, he strode away.

When the secretary saw Mo Zixuan leave, her forehead began to sweat, and she felt that the air in the office suddenly became thinner, and her breathing was a little quick.

Li Yaqing and Mo Xiuchen in the office faced each other, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was unspeakable.

"Secretary Lin, send Miss Li out."

When Li Yaqing thought that Mo Xiuchen would agree to her proposal, Mo Xiuchen spoke indifferently, and his voice without a trace of warmth revealed a majesty that could not be violated. It was so cold that it made the heart chill.

"Yes, President."

Secretary Lin did not dare to hesitate at all, and immediately stepped forward and said respectfully and solemnly to Li Yaqing: "Miss Li, please!"

Li Yaqing's face alternated between blue and white, and after a brief confrontation with Mo Xiuchen, she seemed to have exhausted her strength, but she looked at him incredulously, and was half pulled out of the office by Secretary Lin, without saying a word.

It wasn't until Secretary Li pushed her into the elevator that Li Yaqing fully awoke. She threw away Secretary Lin angrily, looked towards the direction of Mo Xiuchen's office ahead, and decided in her heart that this time she failed, she will come next time. Looking for Mo Xiuchen, one day, she wants him to be her interview subject.

In the office, Mo Xiuchen snorted disdainfully, and left Li Yaqing behind to continue his work.

One hour later, he finished his work, and his phone rang in due course.

Mo Xiuchen tiredly raised his hand and pressed his temples, and took out his phone without hurriedly. When he saw the call, his eyes deepened, and he pressed the answer button with his long fingers, and said faintly: "Hey."

"Little Mo, Cheng Jia is not at home."

The call came from Qingfeng. He followed Mo Xiuchen's instructions and went to the apartment where Cheng Jia lived. After some investigations and inquiries, he immediately reported the results to Mo Xiuchen.

"She went to the hospital this morning, but she hasn't come home yet?"

"Mo Shao, as far as I know, Cheng Jia has not returned home from the night before until now."

Hearing Qingfeng's words, Mo Xiuchen's eyes narrowed sharply, and the movement of rubbing his temples stopped. He condensed his eyebrows and asked repeatedly: "Cheng Jia hasn't been home from the night before until now?"

"Well, the community security said that. I also watched the surveillance just now, and she really never came back."

"Wait there first, let Qing Yang check if Cheng Jia has returned to her parents' house, she must find her." Mo Xiuchen ordered calmly.

"Okay, Shao Mo, I'll let Qing Yang check Cheng Jia's whereabouts."

Qingfeng did not dare to hesitate.

Mo Xiuchen let out a ‘um’, and then hung up the phone after two more exhorts.

He filtered what Mo Zixuan had just said in his brain again, thinking that Mo Jingteng must have some conspiracy in looking for Cheng Jia.

Mo Jingteng had cooperated with Cheng Jia before. Not only was he hospitalized twice with anger, but now he had a stroke in bed. He couldn't even speak clearly, and he couldn't believe Mo Zixuan. Then, Cheng Jia was his best at the moment. Good chess pieces.

can't deal with him, but Cheng Jia can do something hurtful.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiuchen’s eyes suddenly became cold, and his thin lips pressed into a straight line. After thinking for a moment, he packed up the documents, got up, picked up the car key, and strode out of the office.

Twenty minutes later, a black Aston appeared at the city hospital.

The car door opened, Mo Xiuchen got out of the car, and looked up at the inpatient department building of the hospital. There was a touch of coldness in his deep eyes, and he opened his slender legs and walked towards the hospital door!

(End of this chapter)