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That Fang fellow wants to get close to the water tower?

"So comfortable."

The slightly teasing voice was gentle and soft, as if it was warm like a gentle breeze.

But such a small wish could not be fulfilled.

She seemed to be able to understand Mo Ziran's feelings. Whatever he wanted, he needed to spend a lot of effort to obtain.

"Oh yeah, Fang Han, Brother Ziran said that he will let Ye Qing Qing and your mother go, so you don't need to worry too much." The corner of Zhao Xi's mouth rose as she picked up a piece of fruit. Fang Han and Ye Qing Qing were supposed to be together anyway.

"Is that so?" An unfathomable glint flashed past Fang Han's eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips, Mo Ziran actually agreed to release him?

"Brother Ziran seems to be very busy recently. He is often not in the villa, is it because of your cooperation?" Every time she called Mo Ziran, he was outside. It seemed as if it had been a long time since she last saw him, and she couldn't go and ask the old man.

"I think it's about the internal affairs of the consortium. I don't know either and haven't seen Mr. Mo Bai for a while so we are not in a hurry. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the time to come to find you." Fang Han moved the chess pieces around on the chessboard, saying with a hint of emotion, "How can this chess piece be used like this?"

"I don't know how to play chess, so I can only walk around as I please. Grandfather told me to study chess in the garden and make tea, saying that he wanted to temper me. But if I really become that famous family's daughter, would I still be me?" Zhao Xi laughed self-deprecatingly. She had not been a White Swan for a long time.

Fang Han laughed, "I still like that silly, impulsive look when I first met you."

"What's so good about being silly at that time, you know how to play chess? Teach me. " Zhao Xi had once again set up the chess game. She had sought Mo Ziran out so many times, but in the end, all of them ended in failure.

Fang Han looked at Zhao Xi's lowered head, her eyes becoming darker.

At Mohist Consortium's main house, Mo Ziran walked out wearing a tailored suit, his handsome face looking cold and stern.

"Mr. Mo, those old fellows have been much more obedient lately. Should we continue?" Sun Gu opened the car door and said respectfully with his head lowered.

"Continue." Mo Ziran sat in the car, one hand on the window, what did the people from Zhao Xi's side say?

Sun Gu secretly whined, what he feared the most was the Mr. Mo asking him this question.

"Mr. Mo was ordered by Elder Mo to not enter the garden, but Mr. Fang has been finding reasons to get close to Miss Zhao for the past few days …"

"Bam!"

Mo Ziran punched on the back of the chair in front of him.

"Find someone to block him outside the garden, if he gets any closer, beat him up!" Mo Ziran's overbearing tone was obviously as expected.

"… …." "Yes."

Beating someone up outside Old Mo's garden, is there really no problem?

The starlight shone onto the balcony, and the bits of frost that had appeared were as clear as water.

Zhao Xi came in from outside with chess in her arms, used her feet to lightly close the door, placed the chess on the desk, stretched his neck, casually glanced at it, and then tilted her head to rub his neck.

There was a person lying on the bed in the middle of the room. If not for the fact that there was no one else with a tall and perfect body, Zhao Xi believed that she would have screamed just now.

Mo Ziran was sleeping soundly on her bed without covering himself with a blanket. He was wearing dark gray casual attire with a noble aura and his neat and tidy short hair. There was a kind of serenity between his brows.

Zhao Xi really liked seeing Mo Ziran sleeping soundly, it was a rarely seen feeling of safety.

No matter how he tried to conceal himself in front of her, as the light in Mo Ziran's eyes revolved, she could always detect a trace of a faintly discernible killing intent. This kind of feeling made her uneasy.

Zhao Xi walked to the bedside gently and sat on the carpet with her legs crossed and her head against her knees. She didn't even wake him up as she just sat there and watched him quietly.

Is he really that busy recently? He was so busy that he didn't have time to look at her, didn't have time to call her on the phone, and even fell asleep when he came to see her.

Zhao Xi looked at Mo Ziran in a daze, and blankly met a pair of deep and beautiful eyes.

"… …." You're awake? "

"What else do you want to do to me if I don't wake up?" Mo Ziran's voice was a little hoarse, but there was already a thick sense of ridicule on his face. Under the light of his lamp, his thick eyelashes created a small shadow, and a large amount of his domineering aura dissipated.

"… …." "I'm just going to watch you sleep." Zhao Xi's head was still on her knees, looking at him with her big, clean eyes.

Was he always so alert in his sleep? She clearly didn't make any sound, but he still woke up.

Mo Ziran raised his eyebrows, looked at her for a few seconds, then lazily extended his hands out.

Zhao Xi still sat on the ground and shook her head, "No."

"You can't pass!" Mo Ziran frowned, sitting up straight, comfortable on the ground?

"Brother Ziran, what have you been busy with recently?" Is there so much to do in the consortium?

"Do you miss me?" Mo Ziran sat up, he extended his hand and grabbed Zhao Xi up from the ground, where did this woman train herself from? How do I go about and sit down?

Zhao Xi looked up at him. "... "Why are you here today?"

Hearing his question, Mo Ziran's face darkened, a cold light flashed in her eyes: "Let me see if you have any wild men here at night!"

"… …." "No way!"

Zhao Xi stared at Mo Ziran suspiciously. Didn't they say that he couldn't enter the garden? Why does it seem like he knows everything?

"Did you put someone beside me again?"

Or was it that the old tutor had his people here too?

Mo Ziran approached her, and looked into her eyes with cold eyes: "Do I need to insert people? I don't even need to get close to you to smell the scent of someone else! "

"Nonsense!" Zhao Xi pushed him, he pretended to be in a car accident and also discovered that Fang Han had kissed her. How did he do it?

"Why should I lie to you?" Mo Ziran sat on the bed, her slender arm resting on her leg, her beautiful fingers were luxurious and pressing on others. "Remember this, if you dare to get close to another man, I'll kill him."

"… …." Why are you always fighting and killing right now? " Zhao Xi complained in a low voice, not realizing that a haze quickly swept past Mo Ziran's eyes. "Brother Ziran, Ye Qing Qing, and the others, have you let them go?"

"I did." Mo Ziran fell back onto the bed, with one hand holding onto Zhao Xi, she fell down as well, "You gave this old man a fan?"

"…"

Did he really put a monitor on her?!

"Zhao Xi, you dead woman! What did you give me for such a long time?! How long have you been with this old man?! " How could she be so heartless?!

"… …." Didn't I give you the cuff links? "

Zhao Xi was in the wrong as she weakly said. His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"… …." Zhao Xi! How long ago the cuff links were! Make me a fan too! Do you hear me? I want something better than the old man's! " Mo Ziran lied on top of Zhao Xi's bed and leaned on Zhao Xi's pillow, fiercely staring at Zhao Xi, asking for a present.

"..." It's boring to ask for presents. "

There was no surprise at all.

"If I don't want it, you won't remember!"

He finally understood clearly that this woman was a heartless person! He had done so many things for her and suffered so much, yet he had never seen this woman's heart hurt even once. All he knew was that he had to let her go. To an old man like her, he was even more diligent!

"I just promised Grandpa." Did he think it was easy to make a fan? Who would be so confident to ask for a present!

"You promised me now! I don't care! "You have to give me one, or else I'll give you a good one!" Mo Ziran turned his body around and faced Zhao Xi, coldly snorting as he ignored her.

"…"

Zhao Xi stared at his back speechlessly, was he angry?

"What do you want?" What did he look like with a folding fan in his suit and shoes?

Mo Ziran's anger decreased a little: "Up to you."

"…"

If he only wanted a gift, then what kind of gift was it? It wasn't important at all.

"If I made you a fan, would you hold it every day?" Zhao Xi decided to use a roundabout way to probe.

"If you make it for me, I'll take it every day!" Mo Ziran answered without hesitation.

"…"

She lost to him.

"Hurry up and do it!" Mo Ziran glared at her and urged her on, a fan, if you want to do it, you have to quickly do it, it's that difficult?!

When she did it for the old man, she didn't see how difficult it was for her!

"…"

Zhao Xi really did not understand Mo Ziran's thoughts. She could have given him a watch or something, why did she have to fan him?

"Any kind of fan is fine?"

"Are you talking nonsense!?" Are you going to do it or not! " Mo Ziran was getting impatient. He stretched out his long and straight legs and easily encircled Zhao Xi.

"Do it!" Zhao Xi turned around and glared at him. This man was always so shameless even when she wanted presents!

Mo Ziran laughed with satisfaction, and even the corners of his eyes had a hint of pride in them. "You have been staying here for the past few days, and you are not allowed to see him! If one fan is not enough, then make one more! "

"…"

So that's why she made the fan.

Zhao Xi pulled over a quilt to one side to cover Mo Ziran, "Fang Han doesn't like me, I don't like me, I don't like me!"

Fang Han continued to chat with her, but their relationship was no longer involved. Wasn't this enough to prove that he no longer had that thought in his mind?!

He couldn't be so overbearing as to even deprive her of the power to make friends!

Mo Ziran did not take off the blanket but instead, hugged Zhao Xi tightly. "I can't not like it!"

He could not tolerate Fang Han!

"You are causing trouble for no reason! I don't want to make a fan for you! " It wasn't like she was stepping on a wall. Why would he need to tie her up like this?

Mo Ziran turned his body and pressed Zhao Xi down, and hugged her through the blanket, pressing her down tightly: "Say it again!"

"…"

It would only threaten her.

"Humph!" Give it to me tomorrow! " Mo Ziran's voice was extremely arrogant, this woman only knew how to make him angry!

"…"

Did he think she was a fake?

"A week!" Zhao Xi struggled to lift her head and stare at him.

"The day after tomorrow!"

Why didn't she say year?