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In the period of time before Master Mo passed away, the person who closest to him was not his two biological sons, Mo Ziran and Mo Ziji. Instead, it was Fang Han who cooperated for benefits.

At least during their time in Europe, Zhao Xi had never seen Mo Ziran and the Master Mo peacefully getting along with each other.

What was there to hesitate? He wanted to exchange the formula with Zhao Xi anyway.

There was nothing to hesitate about.

Zhao Xi was not surprised in the slightest as her eyes dimmed slightly. "I will not agree to this deal, nor will I agree to it in the future. Mo Ziran and I agree on this."

"Little Xi, this is not a threat, it is only a lowly request. When my love becomes humble, I can only give up on myself, my heart has never changed since the beginning, you don't have to be so anxious to reject me, do you really think that living is more important than anything?"

She and Mo Ziran had already been together for a year and a half, and not a very long time, but it had already astonished everyone.

There was a sapphire ring on the ring finger of Zhao Xi's left hand. It was the ring he had seen on Zhao Xi's hand back in France.

That day, Zhao Xi returned the ring to Mo Ziran, and for the next few months, she did not wear it again. But now, this ring appeared again, and he did not even have the chance to get lucky.

"Living is very important, so I will not give up on finding a cure." Before Mo Ziran could give up, she would not give up either, "But, I am unwilling to make this deal."

She wanted to live, but not in this way.

"I'll wait for you. When you figure it out, you can come find me."

He still had some time, so he was not in a hurry. The current Zhao Xi had become extra dependent and paranoid on Mo Ziran due to the lack of memories, but when even a portion of her memories began to fade, her attitude would slowly change.

"Fang Han, I was very grateful to you before, but now, we owe each other nothing."

Zhao Xi rejoiced a little. If he had to use this method to arrange the relationship between the two of them, then it might even be a good thing.

It had been difficult for her and Mo Ziran to make it to today, but because X1N34 had once again met with a hopeless situation, Master Mo and Fang Han took a step forward and took the key chess piece, changing the entire chess game.

Even if one day Mo Ziran's strength surpassed his, the antidote in Fang Han's hands could still create enmity between her and Mo Ziran.

But on the other hand, Zhao Xi was relieved. She had always felt that she had let Fang Han down, and now, she had finally paid him back.

The words "kill her" that was left behind when Master Mo was shot had never faded from Zhao Xi's mind. She had never deliberately tried to recall them, but when many things started to blur in her memory, these words did not fade in the slightest.

Without her, Mo Ziran could indeed become the head of the Mo family.

But in the next moment, Zhao Xi immediately rejected her conclusion. Even with her, Mo Ziran was still able to manage the Mo family well, even if it was a business owned by the Mo family, the Master Mo did not need to request for the two brothers with the standard of an emperor.

It was clearly a family rooted in Europe, yet every descendant was so familiar with Chinese culture.

"What are you daydreaming for?!"

An unhappy voice smashed beside his ear. Zhao Xi regained his senses and saw Mo Ziran, who had come in unknowingly, "I just thought of something."

"What did you just say?"

Mo Ziran was extremely frustrated that he did not have a listening device installed in Zhao Xi's office.

"No, I just discussed how he got me infected with X1N34." Zhao Xi was a little tired from standing, so he just leaned on the sofa weakly, "Now that I think about it, the friend I chatted with before was actually thinking about how to poison me, isn't it a little creepy?"

It was said that the heart of a woman is the bottom of the sea, and she said that a man's heart is unfathomable.

None of the Mo family men and Fang Han were people she could understand. On the contrary, she was in the center of the whirlpool, and each of them had schemed against her before, but she had no way of resisting them.

"Are you still joking?! Who wants to talk nonsense with you! Did he tell you about the antidote? "

If Mo Bai did not find anything related to antidote, then the final clue must be with Fang Han.

This was his last chance.

Zhao Xi lifted her arm and covered her eyes, leaving behind only her small chin and lips, as she said lazily: "He said, the Master Mo promised him that if I leave you, he would give me the antidote, but later on, he suddenly died, so he didn't have time to fulfill this promise."

"Why not?" Zhao Xi looked at him strangely, a pair of clear black and white eyes looking especially magnanimous, "If she had any antidote, he would have come looking for me already."

Mo Ziran stared at Zhao Xi for a good while with a gloomy face: "You seem to know him well!"

"I just feel that if I were him, I would have already used antidote to negotiate. Why would I wait until now to apologize?" Zhao Xi patted the spot beside him, naturally, Mo Ziran walked over and laid down beside her, his eyes flashing with an obscure light.

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Xi curiously laid on Mo Ziran's chest and looked at him, his beautiful face clean and gentle. "Are you a little disappointed?"

"You aren't even disappointed, so what's there to be disappointed about?"

Mo Ziran's eyes slightly moved, the dense coldness within his gaze became inch by inch, his thin lips pursed into a line, and his handsome face became filled with haze.

Fang Han doesn't have any antidote in his hands?

Where would the recipe be?

If Mo Ziyu was healthy and healthy, then there must be a antidote.

Zhao Xi waved her hand in front of Mo Ziran's eyes: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking …" Mo Ziran turned to look at Zhao Xi, and lightly tapped her back with her finger, "If Fang did not have any antidote s on his hands, then I would not have to endure him any longer."

Fang did not even have the last bit of money to protect himself, why should he forgive him every time?!

"…" Zhao Xi punched Mo Ziran on the shoulder. There was already a warning in his eyes, "Don't go overboard."

"How is that excessive? Zhao Xi, do you still think Fang Han is clean? "He's not going overboard?!"

Mo Ziran propped up his body with one hand and the anger in his heart soared, the unwillingness and jealousy in his eyes almost drowned Zhao Xi: "I will not be able to dispel my hatred if I kill him now! Every single one of them will allow me to fire a shot at Fang! Zhao Xi, are you testing my patience?! "

"… …." "Since Fang Han has reached this step, I have a great responsibility as well."

If it wasn't for her, Fang Han would still be the president of Fang Group, with a complete family and a gentle fiancée. If the person who helped her in the bar back then wasn't Fang Han, or if she didn't leave with Fang Han and didn't insist on working in the Fang Group, then wouldn't the current situation be a lot simpler?

"This is his choice!"

Everyone had to pay the price for their decisions. Fang Han had chosen to provoke him, and he had to bear the consequences of his decisions!

"But no one forgave him."

Zhao Xi calmly looked at Mo Ziran, his tone was as calm as the lake, without any ripples.

Mo Ziran had also killed many people, and similarly injured others. It was for her, and so was Fang Han.

They were even identical enough to have her forgive them.

But she could forgive Mo Ziran, but she couldn't forgive Fang Han.

It was just because Mo Ziran was scheming against someone else, while Fang Han was scheming against Mo Ziran.

This was the difference between Mo Ziran and others.

She was only a selfish woman, and was also not a judge. She had no right to make any judgement on Mo Ziran and Fang Han's actions, and could only forgive herself for what she had done.

"…"

The color in Mo Ziran's eyes became deeper and deeper. He lifted her chin to press it against her lips, and his body also covered up with it.

In the studio, flashing lights continuously lit up. Lan Xin kept Pose in front of the cameras, trying her best to perform well.

She was dressed in the design for the next quarter of the Camp.D, and her eyes were full of control.

Zhao Xi sat at the side and looked at the computer in front of him. On the table, there was a cup of coffee with steam rising from it, the light here was not bright, Zhao Xi was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, her long hair hanging loose behind her head.

Zhao Xi raised her coffee cup and took a sip. The phone on the table was lit up, it was the interface for the newly created memo.

The designers of the Mohist Group were all outstanding, they were more experienced and capable than her, and they were also more mature than her in terms of design and control. It was just that this brand was given to her by Mo Ziran, which was why he gave it to her so that she could take a look at it.

Although she was now the head of the Mampoz, her ability couldn't keep up with it. Other than her, there was also a design team supporting her. Only when she was able to take charge of her own business was this brand completely hers.

Song Yang intentionally did not stay too close with Zhao Xi, and during every meeting, he could feel that the President Mo was inciting trouble intentionally or unintentionally. Although the President Mo did not say it out loud, after thinking about it for a little, he understood what the crux of the problem was.

Zhao Xi was an aerial designer, if not for her relationship with the President Mo, she would never have been the person in charge of this brand.

With regards to every detail of the brand, Zhao Xi had to be meticulous. She designed and drew countless pictures, and only after filtering through them again and again did she determine the starting lineup of the costumes.

Although a portion of the clothing that appeared later on was added by their design team, the clothes that had received countless praises and expectations for were all Zhao Xi's own works.

Therefore, in terms of being in charge of a person's position, from a conscientious point of view, Zhao Xi was definitely qualified. Even if the person supporting her was their boss, Zhao Xi had never tried to put on airs with them or seized the opportunity to be lazy.

In terms of strength, there would be a day when Zhao Xi would be reputed as being the real deal.

Zhao Xi used the mouse to gently click on each design, carefully examining every detail. When she saw some highlights, her eyes would light up, and she would continuously praise Song Yang.