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"Teacher is back." The Aunt Tao greeted respectfully, and the two maids immediately went forward to help Mo Ziran take off his suit.

Mo Ziran looked around: "Where's Zhao Xi?"

Anna had said that the designer herself was a work of art, so Zhao Xi earnestly carried out her words.

Mo Ziran casually carried the fruit over and fed Zhao Xi an apple: "Today's quite lively."

"I'm in high spirits every day." Zhao Xi still had an apple in his mouth, and his voice sounded somewhat mumbling.

Mo Ziran looked at her once around, her fair face had a blush on it, some sweat on her forehead, but her eyes were extremely bright and full of spirit.

"Not bad, I've been quite spirited in bed recently." Exercise was indeed beneficial.

Zhao Xi choked on her apple and started to cough violently. Mo Ziran reached out to pat her back: "How many times have you told me to eat slower?"

Then, could he not say such shocking things while she was eating?!

Zhao Xi looked at Mo Ziran with an aggrieved expression on his face, "You look completely different from your surface self!"

"What's different?" Mo Ziran smiled ambiguously at Zhao Xi.

"…"

Zhao Xi jumped away to keep a distance from him, "When I first met you, you weren't like this. You were gentle, you wasn't angry, and you even had a serious uncle's expression."

Mo Ziran's expression did not change as he said seriously: "Who still dares to pay respects to Buddha after reaching their goal?"

"…"

Shameless.

"Come here." Mo Ziran was in a great mood as he stretched out his hand towards Zhao Xi.

Zhao Xi stood in place and turned her head angrily, "No."

Mo Ziran raised his brows, "Now you dare choke for me, it turns out that you're so obedient in front of me that you don't dare to say anything."

Zhao Xi choked, glared at him, and left. Mo Ziran extended his hand to pull Zhao Xi into his embrace, and kissed her on the lips: "Xi Xi, I'll bring you to a place."

"Where to?"

"Buddha."

Zhao Xi still had not finished walking. She let Mo Ziran pull her back to the second floor and the more they walked, the more she felt that something was wrong. "You aren't going to pull me back to my room, are you?"

Zhao Xi began to struggle. Was he wrong in the middle of the day? Do you know what temperance is?!

"Zhao Xi, what's going on in your head? Can you be more serious? " Mo Ziran said with dissatisfaction.

"…"

Zhao Xi glared at him, how could he have the face to say those words?!

Mo Ziran's room took up too much of a space, so he did not continue forward. Mo Ziran pulled her along as they walked past the room, and continued forward as he became curious: "What's up ahead?"

"You'll know when you see it."

Mo Ziran brought her to a room and stopped in front of a door. It was still a European carved door, and as Mo Ziran pushed it open, he looked around, and was immediately stunned after seeing the interior, following that, a warm feeling spread out.

This is a studio.

The high ceiling and large french windows made it look very bright and spacious.

There were a few glass shelves around, and on them were the works of outstanding designers from all over the world. Most of them were things that Zhao Xi had only seen on the news, and many of the designs had been personally collected, never displayed before.

From the ceiling chandeliers to the chairs by the windows, it was all the work of the top Swiss designers, known as the inspiration of the designers.

In the middle of the design room was a beautiful glass table, so that Zhao Xi could write and draw here. On the left side of the bookshelf were the design concept books that had previously been defeated in the study room. Now, they were neatly sorted and placed in order.

On the right side of the design room, there were some mannequins that could be used for the design of the physical clothing. All the tools were neatly placed on the tools rack for easy access.

Zhao Xi looked around, and could not help but smile: "Is this for me?"

"There's a second tailor in my family?" Mo Ziran answered as if it was obvious.

Zhao Xi was angered to the point of laughing: "I am the designer! I am now a famous designer, Zhao Xi, not a tailor! "

Mo Ziran stroked her head and said lovingly: "That famous designer, Miss Zhao Xi, do you like the studio that I have prepared for you?"

"I'm very satisfied," Zhao Xi said as his eyes curved. He then tiptoed to kiss Mo Ziran's face, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

Mo Ziran's eyes became deep, "Is that enough?"

Zhao Xi immediately changed the topic: "You brought all the books in the study here?"

"I didn't touch your study."

Mo Ziran's lips were right next to Zhao Xi's ears and his scorching aura sprayed across the side of her face. Zhao Xi smiled as she tried to dodge it. Mo Ziran carried Zhao Xi and looked at her face for a few seconds before suddenly lowering his head and kissing her lips.

Zhao Xi hugged his neck in response, and Mo Ziran's kiss became hotter and hotter, deeper and deeper, absorbing the sweet taste from her mouth. He walked to the right wall and kicked it, and that unique looking wall unexpectedly opened up, causing Zhao Xi to be startled for a moment. There was a door opened up on the wall?

Unsatisfied with her distraction, Mo Ziran suddenly bit her lips and shouted in pain, "What are you doing!"

"This door attracts you more than I do?" Mo Ziran trembled when he heard the light biting and licking on her earlobes.

Zhao Xi's kiss made Zhao Xi's head spin, and only after being placed in a soft place by Mo Ziran did she wake up a little.

Mo Ziran suppressed down: "The design room and the study room next door are connected, so we can work together in the future."

Zhao Xi suddenly thought of something and patted his shoulder in amusement: "Doesn't that mean that when I was working, I was right under your nose?"

"Yes." Mo Ziran's face was filled with pride.

"Are you paying respects to Buddha?" This tyrannical man!

Mo Ziran propped himself up, his eyes serene and deep, his voice sexy and fatal. His gaze swept across Zhao Xi's body inch by inch: "I'm going to start now.

How could he relate this sort of thing to the Buddha!? How was she going to go to the temple in the future?!

"Wait a minute, I haven't taken a bath yet." Zhao Xi was panicking and wanted to escape. Who was the one who confidently said that she was being improper? Who was the one who had sloppily pressed her down on the bed now?

Mo Ziran pressed her down, and then covered her lips once again: "I'll help you wash later."

Returning to the Fang Group once again, Zhao Xi could clearly feel the changes in everyone's gazes. Previously, she was a woman who had been taken care of, but now, she was Mo Ziran's publicly acknowledged girlfriend.

When the staff at the front desk saw Zhao Xi, they immediately greeted him politely: "Hello, Miss Zhao Xi."

Zhao Xi said unnaturally, "Hello."

Along the way, all the knives in her eyes became flattery. No matter how those women cursed her in their hearts, at least she looked like a comfortable March breeze.

Someone from the Design Department was already waiting for her. When Sara saw Zhao Xi, he immediately said excitedly, "Director, is what the newspapers said true? Are you really friends with President Mo? So the handsome guy who picked you up at the company last time was the President Mo Judge? As expected of the handsome one! "

"…"

Her assistant's concern was not at all with her, the director.

"How's the news from Design Department?" Zhao Xi was a little worried, could it be that the Design Department that he had painstakingly gathered would collapse again?

"Director, if you're worried about that, why don't you ask us yourself?" Linda's voice sounded as she raised her head to look. Behind Linda were a few employees who had a good relationship with her.

Zhao Xi smiled slightly: "Isn't it because I don't dare to face up to reality?"

"If the director doesn't dare face reality, he should have told us earlier. Our hearts almost jumped out of our mouths when we saw the report in the newspaper these two days. The CEO got injured again, and you got exposed as a mistress. It's a good thing that it's all over now." Sara patted her little heart. These days, it was like they were riding a roller coaster.

Zhao Xi looked at them with gratitude: "En, it's all over now!"

Linda dragged Zhao Xi inside, and passed a stack of documents to Zhao Xi: "Now that your matters are over, but the matter of the Design Department is here again, there are many companies that want you to design them themselves. Director, you are a real designer now."

Zhao Xi received the documents, and slowly smiled, and finally smiled. She was a true designer, no longer a rookie, and no longer an unimportant newcomer with an excluded background.

"Director, these are all big cases. They wouldn't hand the cases over to us just because they're trying to sell us a favor. That's true." Sara raised her small hands and clenched them into fists. Her Design Department had never seen such glory before.

Zhao Xi nodded her head heavily, and clapped with Sara and the others: "Let's do our best!"

Due to Fang Han's injuries, even though Fang Zhengqi was temporarily in control of the situation, there were still many things that would be sent to the hospital for Fang Han to see.

Zhao Xi had seen Fang Zhengqi a few times in the hospital, but the two of them had an indescribable awkwardness about it. When facing Fang Zhengqi, Zhao Xi felt a baffling sense of guilt, and Fang Zhengqi wanted to give him some face, so she didn't put on airs in front of Zhao Xi.

Both of them were extremely uncomfortable.

When Zhao Xi told Fang Han about this matter after she was discharged, the two of them found it funny.

"When you face my father, you feel a little bit like you're facing your boss." Fang Han's injuries weren't completely healed, but for some reason, he was in a hurry to leave the hospital.

Zhao Xi was very unconvinced: "I also said that I would call you Boss Fang, but you didn't want to do it yourself."

She retorted with logic and evidence, and Fang Han admitted that he was in the wrong.

There was no estrangement between them. Fang Han believed that this was entirely because of Zhao Xi's inborn thick nerves, and as long as he did not mention it on purpose, Zhao Xi would definitely throw his confession behind, and take it as a matter of course.

Fang Han turned over the proposal in his hand, smiled and said, "Let's get back to the main topic at hand. I've seen your proposal in the hospital and it's quite innovative. You improve it a little more.

Zhao Xi's eyes lit up: You can really use this?

"Am I going to play with you?"

He could not stay for long with his injuries, so Zhao Xi did not linger either, "Then, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

"Zhao Xi," Fang Han called out to sher, causing Zhao Xi to turn around suspiciously. After looking at her for a few seconds, he said, "I want to apologize on behalf of Qing Qing when you were stopped by someone else in the hospital that day."

Was the person who stopped her that day Ye Qing Qing's man?

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Xi laughed magnanimously, if not for Ye Qing Qing finding someone to stop her, there would probably be nothing much that would happen, so she might still need to thank Ye Qing Qing.