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Fighting with him, Shi Yao was obviously still far too inexperienced.

After sending off a large group of unrelated people, Mo Jintu led Shi Yao into his own study.

He closed the door. In the narrow space, there were only two people. The atmosphere was stifling.

"Speak, what is your purpose?" Mo Jintu sat down on the wide leather chair, folded his hands on the table and leaned on the table. Under such a strong aura, no one would dare to lie.

Shi Yao could not help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips. She was so frightened that she did not even drink a mouthful of saliva in the early morning, and now that her mouth was dry, she had no choice but to waste her saliva to explain something that had been said countless of times: "Young Master Mo, I drank too much that day just to celebrate my friend's promotion, that's why I disturbed Young Master Mo. "I swear to Grandpa Mao, there's really no one controlling me from behind, and I'm not an assassin sent by anyone."

If she could, she wanted to replay that night. Then, even if she died, she would drag Qi Qi along with her.

The tip of her pink tongue, her soft lips, and the simple act of licking her lips all seemed like fire in Mo Jintu's eyes, igniting the fire in the bottom of his heart in an instant.

This woman still wanted to seduce her even now.

Mo Jintu's handsome face darkened. Since when did his self-control become so terrible?

Mo Jintu slammed his palm on the table. "If you don't intend to speak the truth, then there's no need for us to continue the conversation. I think the doctor should be here, too. "

No, no, I say, I say!" The constant comforting, but he didn't know what to say.

He did not believe in the truth. This was the rhythm of forcing her to lie. However, ever since she was young, the number of lies she could tell could be counted with one hand. Could he, who had no actual combat experience, really deceive the cunning Mo Jintu?

Shi Yao felt that her future was uncertain.

But the sight of that cold arrow forced her to think quickly, in a slick, organized language.

When Mo Jintu was about to lose his patience, Shi Yao finally opened his mouth.

Before telling a story, sigh and create an atmosphere. There was a ten percent chance that the person listening to the story would believe what he had heard.

"Sigh …" Shi Yao followed Qiao Qi's teachings and started to put forth all her strength, "Actually, I've always been following you quietly and liking you, but it's just that you never noticed me."

His pitch black eyes were filled with infatuation, and his expression was a bit sour and a bit sad, but more of it was filled with shyness and sweetness that was able to speak out the words in his heart.

What a joke, she was still an anchorwoman, so she did have such little acting skills. Stealthily glancing at Mo Jintu, seeing that he didn't seem to have any clear signs of distrust, Shi Yao calmed his heart down a little and continued: "You might not even remember yourself. A year ago, a real person interview program from our television station was specifically targeted at the well-known young entrepreneurs of River City. And you, are the first person they've interviewed. "

Her vision became distant and full of memories. She smiled happily, "That was also the first time I saw you. Young, handsome, and with an extraordinary bearing. You were like a favored child of God. You gave me all the glory, making me unable to look away." Laughing softly, Shi Yao teased as he looked at him, "You probably don't know how many women were crazy for you on television at that time, and how many people swore that they would never marry anyone but you …"

"What about you?" The sudden question was still as cold and indifferent as before.

Shi Yao was startled, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I am also one of those fanatics, but I am different from them. I hid this emotion deep in my heart, and have always been secretly paying attention to your every move." She didn't expect this thousand-year-old ice mountain to care so much about people secretly falling in love with him. It really didn't fit with his cold personality.

"That day when my friend was promoted, I wanted to celebrate for her. I also heard that you would be at that clubhouse tonight. So I deliberately went somewhere and found an excuse for my friend to leave. I finally got drunk and wanted to confess to you while I was drunk. "Who would have thought that it would actually …"

Qiao Qi's words: The highest realm of lying is that of telling three parts of the truth and seven parts of a lie. The truth and falsehood were mixed together, and those listening couldn't differentiate between them.

The only thing she could think of at the moment was to have a crush on this rotten old fool. It would both dispel his suspicions and perfectly link everything together. As for whether or not Mo Jintu was truly deceived, she had no way to control it.

After all, she had done her best.

"Since you have a crush on me, then I'll raise you. Why aren't you willing?" Not only was he unwilling, he even had such a strong reaction.

Shi Yao covered her face, forcing out a sentence from between her teeth: "What kind of woman isn't angry hearing that the man she loves is going to raise her?" To belittle and look down on her, this was basically trampling on her pride and emotions!

"I believe you!" The tone of the cold sweat, spoke words that made Shi Yao excited.

However, in the next second, he hit Yun Duan and said, "From today onwards, you will be allowed to stay by my side and serve me!"

What kind of god was this? Shi Yao was stunned, she accepted her incompetence.