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"Fang Han, you're also wet, why don't you wipe it yourself?"

Zhao Xi's voice pulled Fang Han back from his thoughts, and forced out a smile. He retracted his hand and absent-mindedly wiped away the rain on his body, and felt waves of dull pain in his heart, as though he no longer dared to look at the back of Zhao Xi's neck.

At that moment, he almost couldn't control the urge in his body. He even wanted to kiss her like this.

The atmosphere between the two became strange. Zhao Xi only thought that Fang Han's body was unwell and did not think much about it.

The car did not go far before it suddenly stopped, causing Zhao Xi to be shocked: "What happened?"

Fang Han looked forward with a serious expression. Zhao Xi looked over in shock, and saw a few black carriages blocking the middle of the road, forcing them to stop their carriages.

Some people walked out of the cars in front, and Zhao Xi recognized Sun Gu with a glance. She was startled, Brother Ziran had come to pick her up?

Sun Gu and the others did not hold an umbrella as they walked over and knocked on the window. Zhao Xi then pressed on the window: "Sun Gu, was it Brother Ziran who asked you to come and pick me up?"

"President Mo is in the carriage." Sun Gu replied respectfully, then looked at Fang Han who was staring at him, and said, "Sorry for the trouble, Boss Fang, we are here to bring Young Miss back."

Fang Han replied gently, "Ok."

His face was calm, but his eyes were like ice.

Zhao Xi smiled and said: "Then, Fang Han, I'll be leaving first. When you go back later, drink some Jiang Tang water.

"Alright." It was the same word, but his tone was much gentler. Zhao Xi's relationship with him easily quelled his anger, rubbed Zhao Xi's hair, and said gently: "Your hair is still wet. Go back and take a bath."

"What are you still talking about!?" Hurry up and get her down! "

Sun Gu's angry roar came through Sun Gu's earpiece, his entire body shivered, and immediately said: "Miss, let's go quickly, the CEO is waiting."

Zhao Xi nodded, a bodyguard came over and held up an umbrella, allowing Zhao Xi to shield her tightly after getting off the car.

Fang Han looked at Zhao Xi's leaving figure and clenched his fists tightly.

"Brother Ziran." Zhao Xi laughed after getting on the carriage, "Why are you here to pick me up?"

Mo Ziran did not answer her. Instead, he stared coldly at the white car in front of him as the anger in his heart raged.

Zhao Xi did not get a reply as she looked at him suspiciously: "Brother Ziran, what's wrong?"

"Let's go back." Mo Ziran lowered his voice, and the driver immediately turned around and left. In the rearview mirror, he could still see the sports car parked in place, and had no intention of leaving.

Mo Ziran sneered, Fang Han!

"Brother Ziran?" Zhao Xi moved closer to Mo Ziran, her small hands waved in front of his face a few times, "What's wrong with you?"

"Who allowed you to get in his car!" Mo Ziran said snappily.

Zhao Xi looked at him innocently: "I didn't bring an umbrella, just now Fang Han prepared to send me back."

Mo Ziran became even angrier: "You won't call me?"

"I was going to call you just now, but when I met Fang Han, it was the same as sending me off." Zhao Xi didn't understand why Mo Ziran would always lose his temper when he met Fang Han.

"Same?" Mo Ziran's gaze grew even colder, and the words he spoke almost turned into ice, "You actually dare to say that I'm the same as him?"

Zhao Xi immediately changed her words: "It's not the same, it's not the same at all."

Mo Ziran glared at her, his anger growing even more intense: "What did you guys do in the carriage?!"

"What should I do? We were just driving when you stopped us. " Zhao Xi was also helpless. Could he not be so exaggerated every time he appeared?

"What did you say?!"

He was just a bit late, and Zhao Xi actually dared to enter someone else's car!

"I only said to have him take a look at his body. Fang Han's face was very unsightly just now. I'm worried that it's because he was drenched." Zhao Xi said honestly.

Rain? Only then did Mo Ziran notice that although most of her dress was dry, a portion of it was still wet. His hair was messy, and his face immediately darkened: "No umbrella?"

Zhao Xi glanced at him doubtfully: "Isn't it because I didn't bring an umbrella that I got wet?"

Sun Gu passed over a towel to him. Mo Ziran used it to wipe Zhao Xi's hair, although her face was cold, the movements of her hands had become much lighter. "He doesn't have an umbrella! The company doesn't have an umbrella! "

The more he said it, the angrier Mo Ziran became. That Fang Han was doing it on purpose!

"He really didn't."

Sun Gu carefully looked out of the window, trying his best to reduce the feeling of presence. If the boss knew that Miss Zhao and Boss Fang used the same clothes to run to the carriage, the entire carriage would probably be filled with rage.

No wonder! Mo Ziran coldly snorted, "You are not allowed to go to the company yourself in the future!"

He was currently angry, and although Zhao Xi was unwilling, she still obediently said: "Alright, I'll listen to Brother Ziran."

The anger in his heart died down to ice, and Mo Ziran reached out to grab Zhao Xi's shoulders to let her fall into his embrace, following that, his hot lips covered hers, and easily pried open her tightly-shut lips, forcefully igniting a strong fire of desire in Zhao Xi's mouth.

Zhao Xi struggled and punched him. There was still someone here, could he not see it? Why was there no one around at all times!

Mo Ziran's eyes were filled with lust, his big hands were on Zhao Xi's drenched clothes, the heat from the clothes spread to his skin, it was so hot that Zhao Xi trembled violently.

"Brother Ziran." Her soft and gentle voice made Mo Ziran's body stiffen, and his lips grew even harder.

Mo Ziran supported Zhao Xi's waist, her hoarse voice whispering into her ear: "Do you want it?"

Zhao Xi was startled for a moment, and then suddenly regained consciousness: "No!"

Mo Ziran chuckled softly. "But what do I want to do?"

His lips flowed down to her ear and around her neck, straight and hot.

Zhao Xi dodged backwards with all her might: "Brother Ziran, this is the carriage!" There was still someone beside him!

Mo Ziran looked at the two people in front of him in dissatisfaction, he supported Zhao Xi and sat him down, then helped her tidy up her clothes seriously, and used a towel to wipe her hair.

Zhao Xi looked at him suspiciously: "You seem easy to talk to today."

"I endured until I went home!"

"..."

In the office, Zhao Xi looked at the company's work plan for the next quarter, and roughly understood what they were going to do. She pressed the intercom number: "Sara, can you come in for a bit?"

A girl walked into her office. "Director?"

Sara was her secretary, and the one that Zhao Xi had chosen from the Design Department. She was grateful towards Zhao Xi's promotion, and this was the only assistant that Zhao Xi could believe in.

"Let's have everyone report their work in the last quarter. I want to know more about everyone's work." Zhao Xi said softly. She still didn't understand anything about this Design Department, so this was the first step in her work.

Sara looked as though she wanted to say something, "Director, actually, the people of Design Department still have some … Director, I'm not trying to provoke you, I'm just worried about you. "

If Zhao Xi's work wasn't coordinated, then she would definitely be very sad.

Zhao Xi paused for a moment, then laughed: "Don't worry, I know, this is a process. I have to go through it."

Sara still looked a little worried, but she still withdrew and told the people from the department about Zhao Xi's request.

As expected, the moment the order was given, everyone exploded. "Why would we need to do a quarterly work report? Which one of our jobs is this? "

"Yeah, when is a quarter's worth of work?"

"That's right, that's right. Now that she has said it out loud, have you considered whether we can carry it out?"

"He really doesn't have any experience. How can he be a director?"

Zhao Xi gently closed the door to her office. Her face was calm without a ripple, without a hint of depression or anxiety.

Walking in front of the desk, he took out a show half a month later, which was also the new version of Fang Group's T.Y brand.

She carefully read the documents, and pondered over and over again about the hosting plan for the exhibition.

In the evening, the people of Design Department had already left, but the office's light was still on. Zhao Xi was driving the Design Draft on the table with her head lowered, her pen painting on the paper, her pretty face filled with seriousness.

Outside the office, a man wearing a black suit stared deeply at the girl in the office. The light cast a shadow on his face, his gentle face had a clear look, and the black suit also didn't look too severe on his body.

The people in the office lowered their heads and worked earnestly while the people outside stared at her without moving. It was as if they had forgotten about the flow of time.

Outside the company's window, the neon lights were dazzling and filled with cars. It was bustling with activity and noise.

Zhao Xi was already asleep on the table. The corners of his lips lifted slightly as he smiled, and only after looking at Fang Han for a long while did she push the door open to enter.

Zhao Xi's fair face became even more exquisite under the light of the lamp, he quietly stood by Zhao Xi's side. She did not go forward to wake her up, nor did she withdraw, she only calmly looked at her, the gentleness in her eyes slowly spreading.

Zhao Xi was woken up by the phone on the table, she found his phone and answered sleepily: Hello?

A low, sexy voice came through the receiver. "Where are you?"

Zhao Xi lifted her head and looked at her surroundings, "Brother Ziran, I'm still in my office. I seem to have fallen asleep just now."

"Come down." Mo Ziran's voice was somewhat helpless.

"Come down?" Zhao Xi was startled, "Brother Ziran, are you downstairs?"

"Yes."

A low reply instantly made Zhao Xi's eyes curved into a smile. "I'll go down immediately."

She hastily stood up to clear the items on the table, then turned to look at Fang Han, "Fang Han, why are you here? "You haven't left yet?"

Mo Ziran did not hang up the phone, so Zhao Xi's voice clearly reached his ears. With a cold expression, Mo Ziran shouted at Zhao Xi: "Zhao Xi, quickly get down here!"

"Du, du, du ~ ~"

The answer was the sound of his hand hanging up.

Mo Ziran's eyes turned cold as he opened the door of the carriage and walked out.