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had already seen Ye Zhongsheng entering and exiting Fang Han's office several times. Could it be that Fang Han being discharged early was related to this?

If the Yeh's group were to really collapse, what would happen to Ye Qing Qing in the future?

Half an hour ago, a massage chair was moved into the Mohist Group's special elevator in front of everyone's eyes, directly bringing it to the CEO's office on the top floor, right below Zhao Xi.

"…" She was one of Fang Han's employees!

Mo Ziran bent over and kissed Zhao Xi on the lips. Only after a long kiss did she speak with satisfaction: "What else do you have to say?"

"…"

No more.

Mo Ziran placed one hand on her shoulder, while looking at the documents on the table, his long fingers lightly tapped her shoulder, causing Zhao Xi to feel uncomfortable from his actions, she simply grabbed onto her arm and hugged her.

"Brother Ziran, it seems like I haven't seen Zi Yu for days. What is she doing?" Zhao Xi suddenly thought of this matter and was a little suspicious. No wonder he felt that the villa had been very quiet these few days.

The light in Mo Ziran's eyes flickered slightly. "She's back."

"He went back?" was startled. Return to Europe?

"What is she doing here instead of going back? "Obstructing my eyesight?"

"…"

They really didn't seem to be biological.

Zhao Xi was startled. Thinking about it this way, she felt that her guess was right, Mo Ziyu's appearance was westerner, a little mixed blood, with light golden hair, fair skin and a straight nose, she looked like a pure westerner.

Mo Ziran was handsome, had profound facial features, a perfect outline, and eyes as black as ink. He could see every detail clearly, but this kind of appearance was similar to that of a Chinese.

"Brother Ziran, are you and Zi Yu really not biological?"

Mo Ziran glanced at her: "What's wrong?"

"I don't think the two of you look alike."

Zhao Xi hugged his hands and Mo Ziran could feel the waves of warmth that came from his hands.

"We three siblings are not the same mother."

This was normal in the family.

Zhao Xi was surprised: "Your father married three wives?"

"Kind of. Our mother was in the outer chamber." Mo Ziran's eyes darkened, it was pitch black.

Zhao Xi shuddered, and then said: "Landlord."

"…"

Mo Ziran was angered by her to the point of laughing. His hands were still in Zhao Xi's embrace, and with a flicker in her eyes, she casually rubbed her chest: "As long as you can get enough food, it's fine."

Zhao Xi immediately shook off his hand, blushed red, and jumped up from the massage chair. She pointed at Mo Ziran, but was unable to say a single word to refute his words for a long time.

"Rogue!"

Mo Ziran was not angry either. "If this is your evaluation of me, I am very willing to accept it. After all, every man really likes his woman to praise his abilities."

"…"

Shameless.

Mo Ziran smiled as he pulled Zhao Xi's hand over to her lips and kissed it lightly. Raising her eyes, her deep facial expression almost made Zhao Xi drown in anger. He pulled Zhao Xi's arm and put her hand on her lips to kiss.

The phone rang, causing Mo Ziran's face to darken.

Zhao Xi immediately regained her senses, she looked down and noticed that her dress had already reached her chest, and she was immediately so embarrassed that she wanted to die.

Mo Ziran executed the most effective attack!

Zhao Xi embarrassedly raised the shoulder straps of her skirt: "You're too much!"

Mo Ziran's hands moved forward to stop her movements, "Why are you wearing clothes? "It's not over yet."

What was taking it off!

Zhao Xi glared at him: Answer the phone! He didn't even answer any calls to the office?

Mo Ziran acted as if he was the most merciful person. "Alright."

So easy to talk to? Zhao Xi suspiciously looked at him, and just as sshe was about to continue putting on her clothes, he was pulled down from the recliner and carried in her arms. He pulled down the skirt Zhao Xi had just wore, and casually picked up the phone with one hand: "What important matter?!"

His tone was not friendly, and after two seconds of silence, he said: "CEO, Yeh's group's Mr. Ye and Fang Group's Mr. Fang is here to see you."

Mo Ziran's lingering lips stopped by Zhao Xi's ear. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he coldly said. "I understand. Get them to come up."

Zhao Xi looked at the change in his expression with suspicion: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Mo Ziran hugged Zhao Xi's waist and helped her put on her clothes. Then, he held Zhao Xi's shoulders and kissed her on the lips, "Shall we continue?"

"…"

Zhao Xi jumped down from his embrace. "Pervert!"

"Go to the resting room and wait! I'll take care of you later! " Mo Ziran stared at her tyrannical declaration, thought for a while, then added, "If I don't tell you, you're not allowed to come out!"

Zhao Xi lied down on Mo Ziran's bed and fished out Mo Ziran's pillow. Her face was burning with heat, as she thought about what they had done just now.

She lifted her face from the pillow and looked at the small table beside the bed. She couldn't help but be stunned.

Ye Zhongsheng and Fang Han were brought in by Li Yi, and when Ye Zhongsheng saw Mo Ziran, who was sitting behind the desk, a trace of awkwardness flashed past his face.

Mo Ziran casually placed his hand on the desk, and spoke in an incomparably noble tone: "Sit."

Ye Zhongsheng and Fang Han sat opposite of Mo Ziran. Fang Han looked at Mo Ziran silently with a complicated expression.

"Looks like Mr. Fang's injuries have already healed."

Mo Ziran was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hair was a bit messy and his long fingers covered and buttoned the top two buttons of his shirt: "You've waited a long time, my girlfriend just came over."

Fang Han's face froze, the anger in his eyes grew. Zhao Xi did not go to the company this afternoon.

Ye Zhongsheng felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was unusual, so he immediately said: "Xiao Han's health is not completely recovered yet, but he is still worrying about the Yeh's group."

Mo Ziran smirked: "You guys have worked hard."

Fang Han and Ye Zhongsheng almost choked on their words. Was he trying hard to clean up the stall Mo Ziran smashed up?

"Mr. Mo, we will not beat around the bush. I think only Mr. Mo has the ability to make our shares collapse within a week." Ye Zhongsheng was defeated on the surface, but he could not think of how he offended Mo Ziran in the end.

"It's just a small matter. It's not worth Boss Ye's praise."

Ye Zhongsheng was angry, and did not dare to say anything. Fang Han frowned: "If Mr. Mo has any conditions, then just say them out."

In the lounge, beside the bed, on a small square table, there was an exquisite frame with fine crystal lines. The picture inside was one that she was familiar with but not familiar with. It was her, 8 years old.

Zhao Xi crawled off the bed and held the photo in her hands, stroking it carefully. The little girl in the photo had a bright smile on her face, and was hugging a Samoyed on the grass in the garden.

She did not even have much of an impression of this picture, where did Mo Ziran find it?

Zhao Xi couldn't help but laugh as she walked around the room. She found pictures of her from different periods of time on the cabinet, the wine rack, and even the desk.

The closest one was the scene of her sleeping on Mo Ziran's bed. She was wearing her pajamas and hugged Mo Ziran's pillow as she slept soundly.

Zhao Xi laid back onto the bed and rolled around while hugging the photo frame. When Mo Ziran laid on the bed, her picture would surround him.

Zhao Xi was overjoyed, she quietly walked to the side of the door, her phone had already been switched to camera mode, Mo Ziran had secretly taken so many photos of her, couldn't she secretly take one?

"In my office, in front of me, there has yet to be anyone who would dare to speak to me in such a manner," Mo Ziran's face was cold, and his gaze towards Fang Han was as sharp as knives, "I have never agreed to anyone's conditions, especially yours!"

"Mr. Mo, I wonder if we have offended you in some way?" Ye Zhongsheng was already drenched in cold sweat as he asked this.

Mo Ziran took out a stack of documents from his drawer and threw it in front of them with a "Pa" sound. A few photos fell out, "Did you see it clearly?"

Ye Zhongsheng took the photos and documents, and after quickly looking through them once his face changed greatly: "This is a misunderstanding! Mr. Mo, this must be a misunderstanding. Qing Qing wouldn't do that! "

Those pictures were Mo Ziran and Zhao Xi's pictures that were exposed in the newspaper, and the documents were the records of when Ye Qing Qing provided the pictures to the newspaper. On the documents was a CD-ROM, a video of the restaurant's monitoring system.

Mo Ziran narrowed his cold eyes, "I am not explaining to you. Fang Han, this is a warning to you, don't think that just because Zhao Xi is protecting you now, I won't be able to do anything to you! "

Anger appeared on Fang Han's normally gentle face. "Mo Ziran, even if Zhao Xi is willing to be together with you right now, that does not mean that you can be together in the future."

"Pa ~ ~"

Mo Ziran and the rest were all startled, at the same time they turned to look at the resting room, the door was halfway opened, and Fang Han could see Zhao Xi's shocked face.

Mo Ziran stood up and walked over: "Didn't I say you can't come out?!"

Zhao Xi bent down and picked up the phone on the ground: "I wonder if it's broken."

"If it's broken, then buy it." Mo Ziran carried Zhao Xi out, and lifted her chin to look at her, "Are you angry?"

Zhao Xi lowered her eyes: "What are you angry about?"

Mo Ziran frowned: "You're not allowed to look at me!"

"Zhao Xi, I didn't want you to know about this..."

"Shut up! You two can both scram now! " Mo Ziran turned and roared at them.

Ye Zhongsheng panicked and quickly said: "Mr. Mo, Qing Qing was just muddle-headed for a moment, we definitely have no ill intentions towards you."

"Scram!" Mo Ziran carried Zhao Xi into the resting room and closed the door forcefully.

Fang Han clenched his fists tightly. His expression was ugly, and a hint of hatred appeared in his gentle eyes.

Zhao Xi placed Zhao Xi on the bed and kissed her ruthlessly with her head down. Zhao Xi clenched her teeth, the color of Mo Ziran's eyes darkened as her large hands moved around her waist, easily finding her sensitive spot, and pressed down heavily.