After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

Everyone has different opinions.

Only Fang Yuan, who was far away from the crowd, was alone and secretly happy.

Xu Ying is indeed reliable.

She half-closed her eyes, stood with her legs crossed, and the muscles on her face were ready to move.

It looks like a smile but not a smile, very sinister.

Seeing that no one spoke to her, Su Qianrou's heart tightened even more.

His knuckles also turned white at this moment, and his face was stained with unspeakable anger.

"No one admits it, right? I will definitely investigate this matter and get to the bottom of it!"

She turned around angrily and suddenly looked back to warn.

"If I find out who did it, they will all be fired. Moreover, it will be difficult for them to gain a foothold in Beijing!"

She is blocking people into a dead end.

There was no trace of joking in his solemn expression.

Everyone was so frightened by her serious attitude that they trembled and turned blue.

You look at me and I look at you, but I don’t dare to say another word.

Now they are like clay Bodhisattvas crossing the river, unable to protect themselves.

Who knows who she will operate on.

The entire planning department seemed to be trapped in a werewolf killing quagmire at the moment.

Everyone retained a wary look.

Immediately, the door to the CEO's office succumbed to her feet with a loud bang.

The man slowly pushed his forehead, and when he raised his eyes, there was a dark look.

"This is the Mo family."

"I know!" she replied hastily.

She took one step forward with her feet and rushed in front of him. She kept leaning forward across the chopping board.

His expression became more cautious.

"Have you read the news about Li?!" She sounded anxious.

He looked back, his eyes lingering on the computer.

It reflected the dazzling smile of the person in charge of the Li family.

"Looked."

Hearing the word faint, the anger in her heart surged.

Can't calm down anymore.

“As you have seen, the works they posted are my paintings!!!”

She slammed the chopping board angrily and roared in her throat.

He could see that her anger was running through her entire body.

Like a fierce bonfire burning from the inside out.

"Hmm." He put his finger on his thin lips, silently enduring the blow from her.

He was thinking about something.

He was lucky enough to take a few glances at that sketch, and he also believed that every word she said was true.

But, how did Mr. Li get that artwork?

"Rourou..."

"Why are you always like this, always silent at critical moments? You clearly know that!"

She blocked his words and looked at him fiercely.

"That's why I hate you so much!" She said every word, letting out the anger in her heart.

His face was deeply sunken, and a troubled expression moved across his face.

He never wanted what happened back then to happen again.

"Rourou, listen to me."

Su Qianrou ignored her at all, with only hatred for him in her eyes.

With such a mess happening, her mood fluctuated even more.

"What else is there to say? Don't say anything, I don't want to hear it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she left quickly, her figure like a gust of wind.

A fleeting moment.

The moment she left the house, she felt as if she was in an ice cellar, extremely depressed.

If Mengmeng were still here...

She felt distressed and dialed Mu Xingrui.

"Are you free? Come out for a drink with me."

Mu Xingrui was a little stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Su Qianrou to be able to contact her at this juncture.

But she quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Okay, where is the position? I'll go over now."

When they arrived at the location, Su Qianrou had already been seated for a while.

Cups of burning wine were rolling in her stomach. "Aren't you going to wait for me?" She sat over and showed a sad face.

After the Fu Shuyan incident, Su Qianrou trusted her more and more.

We get along as if we are close friends.

And she can just control this, boil the frog in warm water, and deal with her slowly.

"I'm just feeling a little depressed, so I'll do it first as a courtesy." Su Qianrou squinted her eyes slightly, with a rosy blush on her cheeks.

She started to get a little tipsy.

She handed her a glass of wine, clinked the glasses, and drank it in one gulp.

Look at her worthless look.

Mu Xingrui buried her in her heart.

However, even a mere incident of plagiarism would render her unable to fight back.

Mu Xingrui actually felt a little disappointed.

"If something is bothering you, you might as well speak up and listen."

She asked knowingly, took a sip of spicy wine, and then moved it aside.

Su Qianrou opened her eyes wide, stared at her for a while, and suddenly sneered.

"It's nothing. You must have read Li's news, right? It's ironic, right? The work they published is exactly my masterpiece."

Despite her seemingly casual appearance, there was an imperceptible anger in her eyes.

This matter was handled by Mu Xingrui, she knew it better than anyone else.

In order to maintain a harmonious relationship between the two, she still made an expression of wonder.

Covering his mouth with his hands, his eyes were filled with surprise.

"Isn't it right? This Mr. Li would do such a dirty thing?"

"Shopping malls are like battlefields. Who among the people here doesn't have their hands stained with blood?"

She meant every word of what she said.

No matter how smart she is, she will never know that she is being betrayed by someone she trusts.

It's just a genius among fools.

Mu Xingrui still maintained a surprised expression, "Then what are you going to do?"

A trace was drawn at the corner of her lips, "Find out the details."

Her eyes suddenly narrowed tenaciously.

It's a good opportunity, a good opportunity to hit her emotionally even more.

Mu Xingrui's sly eyes suddenly tightened.

"How about I help you?" She raised her eyebrows, pretending to be kind.

She answered without thinking: "Anyway, I happen to be short of manpower."

The two reached an agreement, each with their own hidden agenda and an unpredictable smile.

Mo Beichen was hit in the head by Su Qianrou for no reason, so he naturally felt a little frustrated.

But he didn't show it.

He called Li Mu.

"Prepare the car and go to Li's." He gave an order in a cold voice.

The slender coat was already draped generously on his tall body at this moment.

Li Mu smiled patiently: "Yes! I'll go right away!"

He was going to seek justice for his ex-wife.

He is truly worthy of being the famous Mo Wuye in Beijing circles.

Along the way, he remained silent and as cold as a piece of wood.

Looking through the rearview mirror, Li Mu felt a chill coming.

His body trembled unconsciously.

Li's.

The person who greeted Mo Beichen was the person in charge of the Li family, a very bright beauty.

Among the crowd, it can be said that he mesmerizes all living beings at a glance.

But facing the most powerful person in the Beijing circle, she still seemed a little humble.

"What brought Master Mo here?" The woman welcomed him into the reception room.

Order someone to offer you the finest Dahongpao.

Without thinking, he refused with sharp words.

"I'm not here to drink tea. Which famous teacher is the design work released by your Li family?"

He had an upright posture, his legs were intertwined, and his waist was straight.

The aura instantly reached 2.8 meters.

"What? Is Mr. Mo Wu also interested in our works?"