C70

Difficult to get along with?

It was the first time in his life that anyone had dared to speak to him like that.

His face turned the color of caramel, and he hung up the phone without hesitation.

Ye Zichen stood up from the swing with a huff. Only then did he feel the numbness in his legs.

Instinctively, he reached out to support the trunk. He stood on the spot, letting the long bend of his lower leg ease up.

The call had probably been so focused that he hadn't felt the discomfort of his lower leg at all.

Focus?

He began to feel conflicted about this phrase again.

He was just interrogating that stupid woman. Where did he get his concentration from?

Annoyed, he returned to the villa.

When I went upstairs to my room, I heard the little guy's cheerful voice. "Mommy, who were you talking to just now? It can't be another uncle, right? "

Because the little guy was holding his cell phone and using a voice amplifying device, Mo Yan, who was standing outside the door, could clearly hear Mu Qi's voice.

She smiled and said, "Does Little Star want Mommy and Handsome to call?"

Mu Qiqi was originally a joke, but when it entered Mo YanJue's ears, it became exceptionally ear-piercing.

His sword-like eyebrows were tightly knitted together. His palms, which had been hidden in his pockets, were tightly clenched. His expression became more and more unsightly.

How could this innocent woman say such shameless words to her son?

Wait, he will write the contract in more detail tonight …

Yang Suyun did not speak to Mu Qiqi on the phone in the end.

It wasn't that Little Star didn't want to give her the phone, but she was worried that talking to her so abruptly would put a bad psychological burden on her.

Lying beside Little Star's pillow, Yang Suyun smiled faintly as she listened to the soft and gentle female voice coming from the receiver.

She could tell from her voice that this girl was gentle and virtuous …

Early morning.

The warm sunlight poured in through the window.

The man lying on the desk slowly straightened his stiff neck, rubbed it and picked up the fruits of his night's work.

He typed out a total of ten pages.

On each page, the agreement stated in great detail what could be done and what could not be done within two years.

Just like last night when the little guy mentioned talking to other uncles on the phone, that was definitely not allowed.

As for the rest, he only needed that stupid woman to slowly read them one by one.

After flipping through a few times with satisfaction, he placed the supplementary agreements into a file and sent out a message.

"We'll meet at the restaurant across from the company at noon. I have something to tell you!"

….

After receiving the message, Mu Qiqi had a baffled expression.

He had clearly pissed her off last night, so why did he invite her to meet him at her restaurant so early in the morning?

What the hell was going on in that gourd?

Although she didn't know what Viscount Mo Yan was up to, she still went to the restaurant across from the company after getting off work.

It was also just like the scene when Little Xing saw her, where the bodyguard opened the way. Other than the person he brought here, there were no other customers in the restaurant. This kind of frightening scene was something that Mu Qi Qi couldn't adapt to.

Therefore, when she walked up to the man, she acted a bit anxious.

"Mr. Mo, if you have something to say, please say it quickly."

His gaze turned gloomy as he stared at her. With a wave of his hand, he commanded, "Sit!"

Just as Mu Qiqi wanted to say no, the chair behind her was pulled out by the bodyguard in black. This action of hers was quite frightening.

She lightly pursed her lips as she sat down without any preparation. The expression on her face had changed greatly from before.

She asked guiltily, "Mister Mo, why are you looking for me?"

As soon as she said that, a thick document bag appeared in front of her with a "sou" sound.