C96

Zhao Xi, you can do it?

When you were participating in the Eli's competition, I had already prepared clothes for you to participate in the tournament. Fang Han didn't mind, he took the shoes off of Zhao Xi's hands and helped her put them on carefully on her left leg.

Zhao Xi stared blankly, and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Fang Han held his leg tightly. "Don't move, your leg is still injured."

Zhao Xi immediately nodded his head: "I can, truly, if your employees see it, I still don't know what to say."

Fang Han looked at her for a long time, then said to Chu Ya: "Take the medicine."

Chu Ya supported Zhao Xi out of the door with much difficulty, and only after the two of them had entered the elevator did Zhao Xi ask worriedly: "Is Fang Han angry?"

"I think so." Chu Ya sighed slightly. Their CEO always had whatever she wanted, and there were many girls surrounding him, just saying that there were a lot of girls in Fang Group who liked him, but he had actually met a Zhao Xi.

But unfortunately, the one Zhao Xi liked the most was still Mo Ziran.

"You can help me thank him later, I just don't want to cause him any trouble." Zhao Xi was a little troubled. In regards to Fang Han, she indeed treated him as her best friend from the bottom of her heart, but she kept on hurting him.

The Uncle Zhang and his bodyguards were waiting at the intersection outside of the Fang Group. The only condition that Zhao Xi obtained from them was that they could not go near the company.

The few of them were shocked to see Zhao Xi being helped out by Chu Ya, and Uncle Zhang immediately brought someone to help Zhao Xi out: "Miss, what happened?"

The bodyguards saw the injuries on Zhao Xi's face and feet and wailed in their hearts, they were dead meat.

Zhao Xi comforted them and laughed: "I just accidentally fell and injured myself. I didn't suffer any serious injuries.

Uncle Zhang's face did not look good. "How did you get injured like this in such a short time? Sir, I don't know how much heartache you should feel. "

Their CEO was also very pained.

Zhao Xi sat on the carriage, hesitated for a while, then said to Uncle Zhang in a probing tone: "Uncle Zhang, my injuries were not really that bad, and I just tripped and fell."

"Miss, if you don't allow us to enter the Fang Group to protect you, then you should be more careful."

The Uncle Zhang had a very old standing in the Mo family, so he was sent to Zhao Xi's side. He was very protective of Zhao Xi, and very respectful to him, "I will be more careful next time, Uncle Zhang is not a big deal, so you can tell me, right?"

Uncle Zhang was silent for a moment, "Alright."

"…" Zhao Xi also looked at Uncle Zhang's face silently from the rearview mirror, and asked softly, "In fact, you couldn't have already told Brother Ziran, right?"

Uncle Zhang looked back at her: "In fact, the CEO is already on his way back."

"…"

The carriage had yet to enter the villa, but Zhao Xi could already see the convoy that had stopped in front of the entrance.

A tall figure was leaning against the carriage, wearing a black windbreaker that attracted Zhao Xi's attention from afar.

He hugged his arms and lowered his head, as though he had sensed something, and looked over. It was obvious that he could not see his expression, but Zhao Xi's heart suddenly jumped.

Uncle Zhang parked the car in front of Mo Ziran. He walked over with a handsome face filled with gloom.

Before Zhao Xi could move, Mo Ziran punched the car: "Get off!"

Immediately a bodyguard stepped forward to open the car door, Zhao Xi struggled to move her left leg, but she was still injured, she could not help but frown.

Mo Ziran's eyes moved slightly, he bent over and stretched out his hand towards Zhao Xi. Zhao Xi was startled, her face revealed a brilliant smile, and wrapped her arms around Mo Ziran's neck, allowing him to carry him out of the carriage.

"Brother Ziran, I knew you would treat me well." Zhao Xi leaned in closer to Mo Ziran and acted like a spoiled child.

Mo Ziran sneered: "Don't joke with me, get down."

"Go where?" Zhao Xi was confused.

Mo Ziran suddenly released the hand that was holding her, causing Zhao Xi to scream in shock and not have time to react, before Mo Ziran managed to hold her tightly: "Why are you scaring me?"

Mo Ziran's tone became even more serious, "Are you not trying to scare me?!"

When he received news from the Uncle Zhang that Zhao Xi had been helped out by someone from the company, he immediately rushed back in fear.

Zhao Xi knew that she was in the wrong and lowered her head without saying a word.

She was placed on the ground by Mo Ziran, and stood up with her right foot. Mo Ziran used one hand to support himself against the car door as he approached her: "Speak, what happened?"

Zhao Xi's eyes moved swiftly: "My leg is in pain."

"Cut the crap …" Mo Ziran's voice suddenly disappeared as he stared intently at Zhao Xi's right cheek with a sinister look.

Zhao Xi didn't wait for him to continue speaking. Instead, she raised her head in puzzlement and was suddenly stopped by Mo Ziran's heavy kiss. His tongue easily slipped into Zhao Xi's mouth, teasing her from her mouth.

Mo Ziran's hands were supporting Zhao Xi's waist, preventing her from pressing her weight on her feet. The dense medicinal smell on Zhao Xi's face was on the tip of her nose, but the hate in her heart had grown even more tender. He carefully avoided Zhao Xi's right cheek and kissed even more deeply.

Zhao Xi was barely able to stand because of his support, her body felt soft and all of her senses melted under Mo Ziran's kiss.

Mo Ziran carried Zhao Xi into the villa. Little White saw them come in and happily ran towards Mo Ziran, but when it noticed the gloominess on Mo Ziran's body, it seemed to have realized something and obediently sat down.

The group of maids also followed closely behind, standing in place respectfully with their heads lowered. Mo Ziran passed through them without even glancing at them, not even leaving a single glance behind.

Zhao Xi pondered in his heart, should she speak the truth or should she continue to attack Tai Chi? She looked at Mo Ziran's perfect profile helplessly.

Mo Ziran put Zhao Xi on the bed, took a thin blanket to the side and covered her whole body, then shouted out: "Aunt Tao! Call the doctor! "

"I've already seen a doctor." Zhao Xi stuck his head out from under the blanket, sat on the edge of the bed and tried to flex his ankle, but it still hurt.

"Shut up!" Mo Ziran's anger could not be released at all, he did not want to listen to her at all right now. Nine and a half out of ten sentences were all fake.

Zhao Xi lowered her head and tried to take off her gratitude. Mo Ziran stared at her for a few seconds, then squatted down and helped her take off her shoes with a cold expression.

Zhao Xi obediently looked at him, and the corner of her lips couldn't help but smile upwards.

Mo Ziran's hands paused: "Which shoe is this?"

"Huh?" Zhao Xi was stopped, she raised his eyes and looked at her, the profoundness in his eyes made Zhao Xi not dare to lie, "This is a brand under the Fang Group, I have also participated in the design …"

"So?" Mo Ziran sneered.

Zhao Xi's voice became lower and lower, "My high heels were really inconvenient to wear, so I changed into this pair."

"He's quite attentive." Mo Ziran carefully took off the leather shoes on Zhao Xi's left foot. He did not understand the meaning in his tone.

Zhao Xi was not sure what Mo Ziran meant, and could only say: "He told the secretary to go get it."

"He's really surnamed Fang?!" Mo Ziran's voice was raised by an octave, staring at Zhao Xi with a sinister and vicious gaze.

"…"

Zhao Xi was silent, you don't use your intelligence to bully people!

"Brother Ziran, you are so awesome. No wonder you could expand the company to such a big extent in just eight years of time." Zhao Xi's tone of voice was fawning and her smile was extremely brilliant.

"Zhao Xi, you sure are capable!" Mo Ziran gnashed her teeth, and used all of her strength to say it. ))

"…" Did she say something wrong again?

"Mr. Mo, the doctor is here." Aunt Tao brought the doctor in. Zhao Xi's eyes immediately lit up as he looked at her.

Mo Ziran's cold eyes swept across the guilty look on Zhao Xi's face, and snorted: "Let her have a look!"

The doctor immediately responded, he lifted Zhao Xi's leg, and probed for a while, then Zhao Xi could not help but cry out.

Mo Ziran was enraged: "Softer!"

Zhao Xi saw that the pitiful doctor had responded to him a few times, and carefully pinched her ankles, causing Zhao Xi to not dare make a sound, and could only clench her teeth.

The person on top of his head smashed his head, Zhao Xi was furious but did not dare say anything: "Brother Ziran!" Her foot was already hurting. He was still hitting her?

Mo Ziran pinched her chin and gave her a long kiss.

"Won't the pain cry out? You're not allowed to bite your lips next time, do you hear me?! " Mo Ziran's eyes were dark and his voice was seductive, but his tone was unquestionably overbearing.

Zhao Xi's heart warmed, and she smiled obediently: "Okay."

The doctor waited for Mo Ziran and Zhao Xi to finish their kiss before saying, "Mr. Mo, Miss Zhao's ankle was pulled injured and did not injure her bones. She only needed to rest for a few days, but you have to pay attention to applying the medicine everyday …" It hurts too.

Mo Ziran asked coldly: "What's on your face?"

"Just apply some medicine for two days." The doctor answered yes and no more.

The Aunt Tao brought a doctor to get the medicine, so Zhao Xi didn't dare say much and brought the medicine back from Fang Han. She only tried to curry favor with her, "Brother Ziran, am I not fine now? Is there anything important in your company? "

"You care about me?" Mo Ziran helped Zhao Xi to get her to lie down, and took the opportunity to kick off her leather shoes. "Are you saying that you aren't going to say it?"

"Brother Ziran, can I handle this myself? "It really isn't a big deal." Zhao Xi raised a few of his fingers as though he was swearing something.

"Then stay here." Mo Ziran got up and prepared to leave.

Zhao Xi became anxious: "Where are you going Brother Ziran!" She still did not stay after injuring Mo Ziran?

"Why should I tell you?" Mo Ziran's tone was not good, he did not even turn around.

Zhao Xi stared at his back in dissatisfaction, and bellowed: "My legs are painful!"

"Who did it?" Mo Ziran suddenly turned his head, his eyes sharp and imposing.

"…" Zhao Xi wanted to blurt out the name of the bad guy before immediately swallowing his saliva.

Mo Ziran looked at her coldly for a few seconds, his expression slowly relaxed as he walked to the side of the bed and said condescendingly: "Lie inside."

Zhao Xi's aggrieved expression instantly turned into a smile, and she obediently lied down. Mo Ziran leaned on the headboard, and covered his body with the blanket: "Are you not angry anymore?"

Mo Ziran was angry in his heart, but he couldn't do anything about it. He could only ignore her with a cold face, and without feeling frustrated, Zhao Xi took out a book from the bedside: "Help me read it."

It was an original English book, a famous book written by a British designer. However, Zhao Xi could not understand it, so every time, she would ask Mo Ziran to read it to her.

"…" Mo Ziran casually opened the book and read it. His voice was enchanting and magnetic.

Zhao Xi held her head and looked at him, the pure English pronunciation, rolling adam's apple, Mo Ziran's perfect face was unimaginably sexy.