Di Jue Group.
Yan Xinxin carrying a bag, headed towards the ergency stairs, and quickly reached the 18th floor, the floor where all the senior executives were gathered.
The receptionist Niki was not there, so Yan Xinxin went directly to Mo Chuxi’s office.
The glass door of the office was not closed. As soon as she reached the entrance, she saw Mo Chuxi’s tall and handso figure standing with his back to her, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Today, he was wearing a black shirt and black pants again, with one hand in his pocket and holding a phone with his right hand.
No matter how you looked at him, he exuded an aura of aloofness, nobility, and asceticism, but in fact...
He was an out-and-out "hypocrite"!
Yan Xinxin thought to herself, then quietly walked towards Mo Chuxi from behind.
"Hmm, is that so?"
She heard him speaking on the phone; his voice was clear, low, and magnetic, dangerously appealing.
"If he dares to do that, I will make sure he never speaks again."
Suddenly.
Yan Xinxin heard Mo Chuxi say such a cruel and tyrannical sentence.
She abruptly stopped in her tracks, not wanting Mo Chuxi to suddenly hang up the phone and turn around.
Seeing her standing behind him, he seed to be quite surprised.
"Why did you co up? When did you co in?"
He slightly furrowed his brows, seemingly very concerned.
Yan Xinxin was also a bit surprised, she slightly hesitated.
"Sorry for interrupting your work."
She said, pinching the paper bag in her hand.
"Then I’ll, I’ll head down now. You should get back to work. See you after work."
Yan Xinxin said and turned around, but before she could take two steps, a familiar hand with a familiar strength pulled her back.
She paused, unable to react, and was pulled into Mo Chuxi’s embrace.
His scent, his aura forcibly mingled with her breath.
"Did you co up to accompany for afternoon tea?"
He asked softly, his arm tightly encircling her slim waist.
Yan Xinxin attempted to struggle a bit, but as always, it was futile.
She raised her beautiful cat-like eyes to et his mysteriously deep gaze.
"Mo Chuxi, may I ask you a question?"
"Are you curious about the call just now? How much did you hear?"
He asked in return.
Yan Xinxin blinked.
"I didn’t hear much, nor did I know who you were talking to. I just want to tell you, don’t do anything that crosses the line, no matter what the reason is."
"Then I want to tell you as well."
He slowly curled his thin lips, his long fingers gently touching her cheek.
"No matter who it is, if soone touches my bottom line, I will show no rcy."
Hearing his reply, Yan Xinxin slightly opened her mouth, her eyes showing astonishnt.
"Don’t be afraid, Yuan. My bottom line is sothing you can never touch."
He gave a seemingly reassuring answer, but Yan Xinxin felt an inexplicable unease.
"So, would you really beco so angry that you... would kill soone?"
"For you, I would do anything."
"..."
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