Although for several days did not see metier to find her trouble, but Lin Xiaoqiao has been unable to rest assured, although the lower jaw scar has gradually receded, but Lin Xiaoqiao's heart is heavier and heavier day by day. She hopes that Mo Shuo can find the treasure as soon as possible, at least let her get rid of the fear of that matiel.
On this day, mathier took her to the company on leave of her secretary.
Office of president of Xin'an group.
Lin Xiaoqiao is standing in front of mathier's desk uneasily. She knows that mathier's bringing her to the company is not as simple as he said. His cold expression alone is enough to prove Lin Xiaoqiao's conjecture.
"How do you think I should punish you?" Metier looks at Lin Xiaoqiao coldly.
"Don't you think about it already?" Lin Xiaoxiao looks at metier and calms down.
Although she didn't know much about metier, from the way he looked at her, Lin Xiaoqiao knew that her miserable days were about to begin.
"It's good. It's really smart." Mattier got up and walked around his desk to Lin Xiaoqiao.
"Thank you for your compliment." Lin Xiaoqiao said with a smile.
Every time metier saw Lin Xiaoqiao's smile, he wanted to tear up his calm little face.
"I'll see when you can laugh." Metier lifted Gao Lin's small face, and realized that the bruise on her jaw had disappeared for several days.
Metier's fingertips frivolously rubbed Lin Xiaoqiao's jaw, so delicate that he didn't find it that day.
"Please respect the point." Lin Xiaoxiao's face was pale, and his little hand opened the big hand of matiel.
"Respect? You're just a thief. " Metier looked at the swept hand a little lost.
"Tell me what you want to do with me." Lin Xiaoqiao cold road.
"From today on, you will be my assistant to deal with your affairs. When Mo Shuo comes back, you can rest assured that you will never have another chance to be a thief." Metier's eyes changed as he looked at Lin Xiaoqiao, and then he said coldly.
His cold eyes, like a sharp blade, pierced Lin Xiaoqiao's proud heart. Lin Xiaoqiao trembled, bit his lip and asked, "is something wrong with Mo Shuo?"
"You're very smart, but if the pig knows, don't blame me for not being compassionate." Mattier suddenly grabbed Lin Xiaoqiao's long hair and said fiercely.
Lin Xiaoqiao didn't speak, and his black eyes looked at metier resentfully.
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