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"Haha!" You big idiot, I told you, you can't fix it. "

Mo Yefeng, who had just woken up, laughed at her complacently. He stood to the side, crossed his arms over his chest and said proudly, "You still want to obediently leave?"

An Qian raised her head and said firmly, "I'll definitely be able to fix it today."

Mo Yefeng raised his eyebrows provocatively and said, "What if I fail today?"

Couldn't fix it? An Qian frowned. According to him, if she couldn't fix it, she would have to leave in a hurry. She was willing to do this, but how could Mo Ye Han agree?

"If you can't fix it, then be my little brother's wife!"

Mo Yifeng's words were like a clap of thunder, ringing in An Shuang's ears.

To be that man's woman? She might as well die! Just what kind of terrifying thing was this? An Qian was frightened to the point where even her complexion changed.

"No, I don't want to be his wife." An shallowly shook his head like a rattle drum.

However, what she didn't know was that in the study next door, Mo Eversnow was looking at her with a look of disgust.

Damn woman! What was her expression? How dare you despise him?

God knows how many women in the world were crazy about him. Yet, she still loathed him so much? Who did she think she was?

But very quickly, Mo Eversnow felt that his emotions were somewhat childish.

Why should he be angry? This woman was a toy he had bought for his big brother. What was there to be angry about!

"Hey, what do you think we should do?" Seeing that she did not agree, Mo Yefeng was somewhat annoyed. He placed both his hands on his waist.

"Ugh …" An Qian wrinkled her brow. After some thought, she suggested, "If I can't fix it, I'll never appear in front of you again. What do you think?"

A light flashed across An Qian's bright eyes as she said this.

Anyway, she couldn't be Mo Yeyue's wife like he said. If Mo Yefeng agreed to her condition, it would only bring him hundreds of benefits without any harm.

In any case, if Mo Ye Han were to blame, she could simply push all the blame onto this fool. He was the one who had asked her to do this. What else could she do?

Mo Yefeng was indeed a fool. Upon hearing this suggestion, he was overjoyed. He clapped his hands and said, "Hehehe..." "Alright, alright, it's settled then."

A servant knocked on the door and came in. He said to An Qian, "Eldest Young Mistress, it's time for Eldest Young Master to learn."

Learning? A fool doesn't need to learn. It seemed that Mo Yeyue still held high hopes for this foolish brother of hers. This was indeed a brotherly relationship. It was as if Mo Ye Han was not as despicable as he was rumored to be!

However, An Qian also hoped that Mo Yefeng would return to normal one day.

"Mm, go ahead." An Qian nodded.

"Hey, stupid woman, we made an appointment already. When I come back tonight, if you still haven't fixed my treasure, you will never appear in front of me again. "

It was obvious that An Qian and Mo Yefeng had reached an agreement. However, when the person in the study saw this scene, his lungs exploded in anger.

Damn you, An Qian, you made a fool of yourself the moment you entered the house.

He clearly knew that he couldn't cultivate well, yet he made such a request. This was a trap, and only a foolish brother would foolishly jump into it.

Mo Ye angrily slammed the table, stood up, and walked out of the study.

It seemed like the warning she received today had no effect. Didn't she like the job? He didn't want her to continue, so he wanted to see if she would dare to tease his big brother again.