Chapter 35: Harass the president’s wife again, and you’re gonna get more than a flesh wound.

Chapter 35

Three minutes later, the sound of leather shoes treading on the ground came from far to near.

Looking up along the direction of the sound, a man with a sturdy and tall figure and handsome features walked out from the elevator hall.

The moment his eyes met Sheng Mumu's, the corners of the man's eyes lazily and gently curled up.

The weather in July was sultry, but the air conditioning in the office building was very strong.

He was still dressed meticulously in a shirt. Only the jacket casually draped over his forearms showed that he was not currently working.

Sheng Mumu didn't see Qi Mo take the car key and asked, "You didn't drive?"

As soon as the words fell, she felt the question was quite silly.

He didn't usually need to drive. Wherever he went, Xiao Wang would follow him.

Where was Xiao Wang today?

Before asking her doubts, she heard Qi Mo say, "I asked the driver to take the car in for maintenance."

Sheng Mumu thought of the many luxury cars in the Qi's garage and nodded thoughtfully, "Having too many cars is troublesome. It must take a lot of time to do maintenance in turns."

As she spoke, she rummaged in her bag for the car key while walking to the white Porsche, and asked, "Do you want to drive or should I drive?"

After a long silence without a reply, she looked up.

She saw Qi Mo's tall figure standing still in front of the car window.

His slender, bony fingers took down the note stuck in the window frame.

His long lashes hid the light in his eyes, and his jaw tightened into a cold, sharp line.

Sheng Mumu: ?

She went over to take a look.

On the note were a few crooked lines -

"Hello Miss, sorry for the inconvenience.

I want to make friends with Miss.

I'm 23 this year, 180cm tall, work out regularly and have abs.

If Miss is willing, you can add me on WeChat XXXXXXXXXXX.

Hugs."

"Pff—"

Sheng Mumu laughed out loud, the corners of her eyes curled up beautifully.

"Just a few sentences with three typos."

"Invade" was written as "worry", "work out" was written as "key" and "willing" was written as "义".

"What a naughty runaway from Disney!"

Sheng Mumu hugged her belly and commented with laughter.

The man beside her had a completely different aura, with unfathomable eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Until the giggling girl took away the note from his hand and took out her phone, the deep and profound eyes narrowed slightly.

"Are you going to add him?"

His voice seemed to be wrapped in ice, low and deep.

Someone laughed obscenely.

"Hey, how long do you think it'll take for the little rich housewife to add Handsome's WeChat?"

"With Handsome's looks and physique here, I guess not more than three days."

"Too long. I feel like the little rich housewife will contact him late tonight. After all, you know, it's easy to feel lonely at night."

The words were followed by more lewd laughter.

Hearing his companions sing his praises, the confidence of A Shuai in the middle grew.

He tossed his bangs pretentiously and said,

"Once I succeed in getting her, I'll share the experience with you brothers."

Dong Assistant's fists clenched as he rolled his shoulders and neck, making cracking sounds from the joints.

Completely unaware of the impending danger, A Shuai went on and on,

"It's a pity I only saw the little rich housewife's looks just now and didn't hear her voice. I also don't know what she sounds like when she's——"

He was interrupted by a sudden muffled bang on his cheekbone as a fist came flying out of nowhere.

He bared his teeth in pain and whipped around,

"Who the fuck hit me!"

Seeing the sturdy man standing behind him, a good deal taller than himself, he was stunned.

Though afraid inside, he raised his voice to embolden himself, "Who the fuck are you!"

Dong Assistant looked down at him condescendingly. Following the boss's order to "get it done fast", he didn't waste words. His fists rained down accurately.

The others with him watched dumbfounded, wanting to come forward to help but also afraid of getting involved when they saw the clearly one-sided situation. They hesitated and didn't dare lend a hand.

Who was this suit-clad thug who had suddenly popped up?

Had A Shuai offended some black boss outside?

Dong Assistant stopped and looked down at the man at his feet. He finally deigned to offer an explanation:

"Those punches just now were to teach you not to covet what you can't attain."

"If you dare harass our CEO's wife again, or disrespect women again, it won't be as simple as taking some superficial injuries."

Then he twisted the man's hands behind his back and squeezed hard,

"Got it?"

The beaten up man with a bruised and swollen face cried out in pain.

With his hands pinned back, unable to see the man behind him, he still felt as if the man would pull out a gun any moment and shoot him dead. He pleaded again and again.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, bro, I won't dare anymore."

Dong Assistant impatiently let go and brushed the dust off his hands.

His eyes swept over the few stunned young men:

"Wanting easy gains at such a young age, really fucking disgraceful."

The ones his gaze fell on retreated involuntarily in unison, nodding obediently.

"We won't dare anymore, bro."

"Sorry, bro."

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