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This is the gift you gave me?!

"..." Three days! At least! " If he forced her again, she would send someone to find a random place in her grandfather's house!

"… …." Don't you try to change your mind! I can tell at a glance if you did it or not! Three days is three days! " Mo Ziran took her advice from her …

"Zhao Xi!" Mo Ziran was enraged, his face darkened, his eyes were as cold as knives, she wanted to climb up to his head?!

"Mo Ziran, you are overbearing and petty! Overbearing and unreasonable! " Zhao Xi coldly snorted and turned her head to the side, "Get up, don't lie on my bed!"

"…"

Mo Ziran looked at her face and all the anger in his body froze: "Are you angry?"

What did he say? Didn't he say nothing?

He just wanted a gift, and this woman was so angry!

"Humph!" Zhao Xi cast a sidelong glance at him and snorted even harder.

"You're not allowed to get angry with me!" Mo Ziran sat up from the bed, held Zhao Xi's shoulders and asked her to lean on him, "Did you hear that!"

"Then go!" Zhao Xi's body twisted and out of his control, she rolled down from the bed and stood at the side looking at him.

"…"

Mo Ziran gritted his teeth: "Zhao Xi, you dare to kick me out? You think I want to come?! You think I have to do this to you?! "

"..."

Zhao Xi stared at him coldly without speaking.

Mo Ziran's furious gaze shot out flames that could devour people, he bellowed: "If I leave, don't even think about me coming back!"

"Then you don't want a fan?" Zhao Xi stared at the figure of Yun Che's back that was walking toward the balcony and coldly spoke.

"..."

Mo Ziran's footsteps paused, he turned around and said in an evil tone: "You want to go back on your words after saying three days?!"

"Aren't you not coming over?" Zhao Xi stood there with his arms crossed, his eyes staring at the ceiling, his tone relaxed.

Mo Ziran stared at her coldly, then kicked fiercely at the glass door on the balcony, causing it to shatter in an instant.

Zhao Xi was shocked, could it be that Mo Ziran treated this door as her?!

The loud noise alarmed the bodyguards outside, and the loud knocking sound came in, "Miss Zhao! Is there something wrong? "

"Hurry up and leave!" Zhao Xi noticed that Mo Ziran was still standing at his original position, and immediately hurried over to push him. If he was discovered by those people that he was not listening to the old man's words, running over here without permission would definitely be another punishment.

Mo Ziran flung her hand and laid back down on the bed, his expression extremely smelly.

"…" What was he doing?

The knocking on the door was getting louder and louder, Zhao Xi anxiously said to the people outside: "I'm fine!"

"Miss Zhao, we need to verify your situation." Hearing Zhao Xi's response, the knocking sounds on the door stopped, but the bodyguards still blocked the door, as if they did not want to leave.

Zhao Xi's anxious face changed. She lowered her voice and said to Mo Ziran unhappily, "You don't remember your injuries? You're still here? If grandpa discovers you later, you'll be punished! "

"…" Mo Ziran laid on the bed, his eyes lazily moving.

"Is this the time to be angry?! Hurry up and leave! " Zhao Xi could not pull him back, she anxiously stomped her feet.

"You don't care if I leave or not?" Seeing Zhao Xi's anxious expression, Mo Ziran finally opened her mouth and spat out a sentence filled with arrogance and disdain.

"… …." What are you going to do about it? "

Didn't he just lose his temper and leave? Now you're not willing to leave?!

"…"

Mo Ziran simply closed his eyes and pulled the blanket over himself, showing a resolute and unmoving expression.

The bodyguards outside the door were elites who had undergone layers of selections. After realizing that Zhao Xi had no intention to open the door for such a long time, they sensed that something was amiss, "If Miss Zhao still doesn't open the door, we'll have to knock."

"Don't you dare slam the door!" They were all trained martial artists who were extremely powerful, so how many times could this door allow them to hit it?!

Zhao Xi compromised and said helplessly to Mo Ziran: "What exactly do you want?"

Her voice softened, and with a look of helplessness, she received Mo Ziran's cold harrumph.

"… …." I take back what I just said. If you want to come here, you can come as you please. " Zhao Xi remembered to keep his mouth shut, "You can do whatever you want to do, I will definitely do my best to fan you, can I do it this way?"

Mo Ziran got down from the bed and walked in front of Zhao Xi, looking down at her: "You can do whatever you want?"

"… …." Anything that's not illegal is fine. " Zhao Xi hesitated for a moment, before adding.

"Humph!" Didn't you say that everything would be fine?

Mo Ziran tidied up his clothes, looked down at Zhao Xi condescendingly, and arrogantly said: "In three days, I'll come and get the fan."

"…"

Scoundrel!

Zhao Xi watched Mo Ziran nimbly jump down from the balcony, then opened the door after his perfect back disappeared into the grass: "I accidentally broke the glass, you guys go and take care of it."

When the bodyguard entered the room and saw the broken glass door on the floor, his face was filled with disbelief.

High pressure explosion-proof tempered glass!

How much strength did a petite girl have to use to break the glass in the door?

She was a powerhouse?!

Zhao Xi looked at their expressions, and felt a little guilty. "Can you cultivate well tonight?"

"We will immediately get someone to help Miss Zhao repair it. If Miss Zhao is in a hurry, why don't we help him arrange a place to rest first?" The bodyguard asked Zhao Xi.

"Alright, I'll change places first."

Zhao Xi looked at the broken glass on the floor and felt a little helpless. It was not even convenient to clean up.

The punishment of being grounded was only taken back on the third day after Mo Ziran shattered the glass. Zhao Xi didn't know if the old man knew anything, but since the old man didn't ask, she was happy to not tell him.

She had made a fan for Mo Ziran in her hands, and her mood had become high, Zhao Xi had even carefully tied a fan pendant on the tail of the fan, making it extremely exquisite.

A black car drove over quickly and stopped right beside her. The window slowly rolled down and Mo Ziran's handsome and perfect face revealed itself behind the window, looking noble and proud.

Zhao Xi subconsciously put the fan behind her back, and walked over with a smile: "Brother Ziran!"

This was the path to Mo Ziran's courtyard. Zhao Xi was still thinking about whether or not he was in the garden, but didn't think that she would actually see him on the road.

"You finally don't need to be grounded?" Mo Ziran stared at her coldly with a haughty expression. It was obvious that he was still holding a grudge.

"…" bent his waist and moved his head over, his clean eyes filled with happiness, "Brother Ziran, I have already finished preparing the fan."

If she did not bring it up on her own, with Mo Ziran's personality, he would probably be angry for a long time.

Mo Ziran's expression relaxed a bit as he stared at her with slanted eyes. He snorted: "Let me take a look."

His expression clearly said: If I'm not satisfied, you don't have to get in the car.

Zhao Xi passed the fan on her back to Mo Ziran as if she was offering a treasure, and said with a somewhat fawning and fawning smile: "Second Young Master, please take a look, I made this myself."

Mo Ziran's somewhat awkward gaze froze when he saw the fan in Zhao Xi's hands, and the expression on her face sank to the bottom: "What is this!"

Zhao Xi turned the fan in her hand, feeling somewhat baffled: "Doesn't look good?"

"What is the Sister-in-law?"

The fan in his hand was suddenly snatched away, causing Zhao Xi to jump in fright, "Zi Yu, can't you greet him first?"

Mo Ziyu was very interested in this fan and asked curiously, "A group fan?"

The circular surface of the fan was light and thin, while the bone itself was ice-cold. Written neatly on the surface was a few words. The simple patterns on the fan made it look extremely beautiful.

She had once seen such a fan in a book. There was definitely a fan in the hands of a Chinese beauty. She didn't know if it was really cool or not, but it looked really good.

Zhao Xi was also shocked, "You know about this?"

Mo Ziyu's appearance was European and American. She had big eyes, a firm nose, a deep outline, and was very beautiful. She was very modern and did not match the fan in her hands at all. "I've seen it before. Where did you get this fan from?"

Why didn't she know there was such a thing in Europe?

"I made it, for your second brother."

"… …." "Huh?"

Mo Ziyu subconsciously looked at Mo Ziran's face; it was as if the stench had reached the Pacific Ocean.

"Doesn't look good?" Zhao Xi also looked at Mo Ziran, his face serious, but his eyes flashed: "This is a poem that I wrote a long time ago, there's even a poem on it that I wrote myself."

"…" Mo Ziran stared coldly at Zhao Xi's face, her gaze sinister. "This is the present you made for me?"

"Right." Zhao Xi nodded earnestly: "Whatever you say yourself."

Mo Ziyu did not dare praise Mo Ziran with her fan, as this was destroying her sense of beauty!

Mo Ziran's face was perfect, and it was easy to see that he was excessively perfect, but his appearance was extremely heroic, with deep, serene eyes; he was sharp, with handsome features, without a single trace of femininity, so no matter how one looked at it, a fan that matched him would feel awkward.

"…" Mo Ziran seemed to be flustered and exasperated as he roared at Zhao Xi, "You're awesome! "Drive the car for me!"

The convoy left in a cloud of dust in front of them.

Mo Ziyu was dumbfounded, "Is Mo Ziran angry?"

Zhao Xi took the fan, and touched the words engraved on the handle: "Why is he so impatient?"

The solemn atmosphere filled the entire meeting room.

"First Young Master, we were originally in charge of American business, but now that Mo Ziran has restrained all of the American partners, the industrial chain has completely broken down. This is Mo Ziran fighting for power!" An old man stood on the seat and complained to Mo Ziji, who was seated on the main seat, filled with righteous indignation.

"Ol 'Two's actions are indeed a bit heartless, but isn't this a bit too much of a misunderstanding? He just returned to the Mo family, so he might be a little anxious and needs the help of his uncles. " Mo Ziji sat on the main seat and laughed in an unassuming manner.

"Eldest Young Master!" Our position is almost up, how can we help? It would be better if we just hand over the authority to him! " They were all old men of the consortium. They had been in this position for decades. Were they really going to retire soon?!