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Zhao Xi was also puzzled. "Mo Ziran saved you because you were my big brother?"

Then why didn't he go straight to her?

At that time, Mo Ziran had clearly only recognized her at Mu An Hao's wedding, and thus took her away.

Was he lying?

Why was he lying again?

Zhao Xi was discontented, he had been lying to her the moment he met her, was she at that time looking like an idiot that was easy to deceive?

"It's better if you settle this matter with Mo Ziran. I don't know anything about it."

Qi Yi picked one thing and closed his eyes to rest. He acted as if he had nothing to do with it, making Zhao Xi feel indignant and indignant. "Tell me everything you know! You know more than that! Just tell me why Mo Ziran seems to be worried about your return? "

He, who hadn't even seen the gun pointed at Mo Ziran's head, raised his eyebrows slightly. However, the reaction he showed that day when he heard the news of Qi Yi's return was indeed abnormal.

Even after meeting Qi Yi, he was obviously more uneasy.

Zhao Xi had never seen anyone who could make him show such an expression.

"I'm still a wounded person right now, and you're just going to watch me while I endure my pain and talk to you? Besides, I've been hurt by love. Are you a woman? How could you be so heartless? You keep asking me about you and Mo Ziran? You're happy when you sprinkle salt on my wound? " Qi Yi's voice was filled with accusation like Zhao Xi was a heinous crime.

"…"

He had clearly mentioned it himself.

Zhao Xi angrily stood up and was about to leave, but Qi Yi glanced at her actions, and a sentence came out of her mouth as she closed his eyes, "Do you remember what I told you before, that if I came back, you couldn't be with Mo Ziran anymore? Do you want to hear about it now? "

"…"

Zhao Xi held onto the hem of her skirt, and her expression was startled for a good while: "I don't remember."

Qi Yi did not open his eyes. After a few seconds of silence, he said in a single voice, "Yes."

Zhao Xi gently closed the door to the ward, and the sound of a lock falling sounded loudly in her heart. She shivered, it was just the beginning of autumn, yet it was already so cold.

The moment she turned around, she fell into an embrace. A scorching kiss rushed towards her from all directions, landing on her face, lips, ears, and neck.

The burning hot aura dispersed the coldness, and Zhao Xi responded to his kiss with a light smile as she gently bit down on Mo Ziran's earlobe. Mo Ziran's body instantly stiffened, and his breathing became a bit heavier.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xi replied softly, her aura sprinkling over Mo Ziran's ears.

His grip on Zhao Xi's waist became stronger, and then he carried Zhao Xi and left with big strides, gritting his teeth as he said: "It's fine! "Go back!"

Zhao Xi chuckled, and buried her head into his neck: "Ok."

Mo Ziran's footsteps became a bit faster. His eyebrows curved and his face was clean and beautiful.

Since Qi Yi woke up, Mo Ziyu had never appeared again. Every time Zhao Xi opened the door of the ward and entered, he would see Qi Yi's bright and darkened eyes.

She could only pretend that she did not notice anything and bring something interesting to Qi Yi, but she was getting more and more anxious.

Her Mamp.Z preparation was imminent. She ran around the hospital and the studio almost every day, but no matter how busy she was, she didn't work in front of Qi Yi. She didn't give him any reason to chase her away.

This attitude ignited a fire in Mo Ziran's heart, every time Zhao Xi went to the hospital, it would burn even more vigorously.

"Boss, look at the style and positioning of this proposal," Linda said as she placed the document in front of Zhao Xi, and pointed to the content on the first side. "Although your design is good, it seems to be of the same type.

Zhao Xi rubbed her temples with the brush, feeling a little helpless: "I really want to design some other styles as well, but I can't think of one."

On other lists she could have designed many different lines, but on the mampz it was as if her brain had suddenly failed and she couldn't think of anything.

Linda's beautiful crystal fingernails lightly caressed the few diagrams. "Don't you feel that these styles are very familiar?"

"Yes, but I can't remember where." Zhao Xi was also confused as he looked at the few diagrams. They seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them before.

Linda pointed to the clothes on Zhao Xi's body, and said helplessly: "The styles that you design are all your own and Mo Ziran's."

These designs were simply tailored for the two of them, but the limitations of these styles were too great, especially for men's clothing, who other than Mo Ziran could control them?

Zhao Xi suddenly realized and laughed: "It seems to be like this, I feel like my train of thought has been completely frozen by this brand, when I designed it, my mind could only think of Mo Ziran, what do I do?"

This brand belonged to both of them. She really wanted to do it properly, but the more she thought about it, the more worried she became.

Linda unhappily slapped down on the program book: "Are you sure you're not showing your love, boss?"

Zhao Xi said innocently: "It really isn't."

"… …." What do we do now? No, I've already sent all of your designs to the Mohist Group, but there's still a branch line that we can't hand over. "

Although Zhao Xi had a lot of designs, they were all fixed on the same pattern. It was far from enough to plan the development of a brand that had just been established.

Zhao Xi also scratched her head in distress, looking somewhat helpless at the jewelry design she had just outlined. She stared blankly at it for a few seconds, then stopped and looked at Linda, then opened her mouth and said: "What did I want to say to you?"

"…"

Boss, are you sure you aren't joking with me?

"Oh, I remember now. My most important point right now isn't design, but finding a breakthrough, isn't it?" She tapped the pen on the table a few times, making up her mind to put away all the papers. "Would it be better if I abandoned my current style and redesigned it?"

"You can read more of the other designers." Linda tentatively made her suggestion, and the light in her eyes flickered slightly. She hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Could it be because you're too tired recently? Your complexion is also a lot worse. "

"Is that so? Maybe because he's a bit busy, "Zhao Xi said as he touched his face, and unconcernedly stretched his waist," My brother was hospitalized, so I was taking care of him.

"Your brother?" Linda was surprised, "I've never heard you mention it before."

"It's not a blood brother, his family has always been overseas. He just returned a few days ago and immediately got sick. He probably doesn't get along with us here."

She would visit him every day with good intentions, but Qi Yi did not appreciate it in the slightest. He kept asking her if she had gotten into a fight with Mo Ziran, and why did she come over to his place every day.

She's very busy, okay?!

He was simply heartless.

The most exasperating thing was that after she told Mo Ziran about this matter, Mo Ziran only sneered, and stared at her with an unkind tone: "Looks like this is your family's inheritance."

"…"

Her blood ties with Qi Yi were quite far apart, and they didn't have the slightest resemblance. How did it become genetic?

Linda silently looked at the absent-minded Zhao Xi, and sighed: "Boss, you have to be careful about the design of the mampos."

"Alright."

Zhao Xi casually replied. After a long while, she finally reacted and thought of the topic of conversation: "Did I say I was going to look for inspiration for the design?"

"Yes."

Linda didn't understand, so what?

Zhao Xi began to pack her things, "Then I'll be leaving first."

"…"

Was it really good to have such an open and aboveboard class?

After walking out of the studio, Zhao Xi truly experienced Mo Ziran's freedom; the feeling of working for others was completely different from the feeling of working for others.

After starting up the car, she called Mo Ziran with her earphones: "Where are you right now?"

"What for?"

Mo Ziran's tone was very bad.

These days, his attitude was not very good.

Zhao Xi subconsciously looked at the picture on the screen, her voice softening: "I want to look for you."

"…" The other side of the phone went silent for a moment, when Zhao Xi thought that he had hung up the phone, Mo Ziran's cold and disdainful voice sounded again, "Why are you looking for me?"

"I have something to talk to you about. There's something wrong with the design of the mampoz brand …"

Before Zhao Xi could finish her words, she was angrily interrupted by Mo Ziran, "You only think of me when you have something to do! Zhao Xi, you really did well! "Don't let me see you again!"

"…"

Mo Ziran roared and hung up the phone. Zhao Xi's ears were still buzzing, and for some reason she got hit by the roar, how did she offend him?

Zhao Xi refused to answer when she called back.

She helplessly turned to call Sun Gu, and only answered after a long time: "Zhao Xi, are you annoyed? Why have you been calling?! "

"…"

She didn't call him.

Mo Ziran's voice still sounded rather angry, "If you're fine, then I'm hanging up!"

"… …." "Wait a moment!"

Zhao Xi quickly stopped him. She really wanted to say that she didn't tell him just now, but that she had something to talk to him about.

However, after thinking for a while, she still held back her words, "Where are you?"

"… …." Why should I tell you? "

Zhao Xi could almost imagine the disdainful and arrogant expression on Mo Ziran's face when she said those words.

She slightly pursed her lips, her voice much lighter. "I want to see you."

"…"

The other side of the phone went silent again, Zhao Xi patiently waited, and finally, Mo Ziran's somewhat awkward voice sounded: "At the company!"

The call ended. Zhao Xi looked at the screen of her phone which had returned to the picture behind the table. Her pure gaze turned soft.

Inside the conference room of the Mohist Group, Mo Ziran sat on his seat and stared at the hung up phone for a while before casually throwing it to Sun Gu.

"Who is it? Hurry up and say it! "

A short senior executive stood up, trembling, and carefully took the report and started reporting. Out of the corner of his eyes, he quickly glanced at Mo Ziran.

His expression was one of extreme impatience. He kept tapping the table with his fingertips. He nervously increased his speed as he anxiously prayed.

Mo Ziran looked at his watch, took a sip of water, and realised the manager who was standing at the same spot: "Finished?"

The short one hurriedly nodded, anxiously waiting to be taught a lesson.

"You don't know to sit down and change to someone else when you're finished? You want to waste my time? "

"..."

The short one was shocked and quickly sat down. He was not scolded?!

The crowd, who were trying to shirk responsibility each other in their seats, all rushed to report after seeing this scene. Could they apply to Miss Zhao Xi for her to come to the company for a walk?