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

Under the man's gentle and strong attack, she couldn't stop.

Rolling around like a carp on a chopping board, cheeks pink.

The bed was covered with sweat stains from the two of them, as well as a large area filled with the scent of lust.

She was lying on her side, with a complex and uneasy look on her face.

She never imagined that her body would be so contaminated by the person she hated.

The love, hate, and hatred in my heart are like overturning all kinds of mixed flavors, and they are indescribable.

Mo Beichen gasped and looked at her faintly, his face showing forbearance.

"Rou..." He was about to open his lips, but the hand hanging in the air dropped again as if he was retreating.

"You go to sleep, I'll go out." He put away his eyes, put on some clothes messily and disappeared into the room.

His long figure was leaning slightly against the door rail, and a sense of loneliness arose in him.

Whether she tasted sweet or spicy, he couldn't remember clearly at this moment.

He could only clearly see her sharp and painful eyes piercing his heart.

Maybe, he shouldn't be so impulsive.

The night is so long.

Both were preoccupied.

The next day.

The Maybach had one window open, and there was no sign of the Mercedes-Benz for a long time.

Mo Beichen crossed his legs, raised his eyebrows with one hand, and looked at the situation outside the car from time to time.

The person he was waiting for didn't come.

Li Mu, who was in the driving position, frowned and looked at the light of time.

"Mr. Mo, should we go?"

"Where's Su Qianrou?" His face darkened, looking ugly.

Only then did Li Mu know that Mr. Mo Wu, who had shocked Beijing, was waiting for his ex-wife.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or be bitter.

"Miss Su is nowhere to be seen."

"This woman..." He seemed a little angry, and with a sharp look in his eyes, he walked into the Mo house.

At this time, Su Qianrou was playing the role of a servant.

I saw that she followed the previous process, measured all aspects of Mr. Mo's body functions, and then fed him something.

Finally, he cautiously told the servant something.

She didn't seem to take Mo Beichen seriously at all, and just gave him a dismissive look.

Skip it again.

He was dissatisfied and his eyes were full of sullenness.

"Just leave everything to the servants. At this time, you should be in the Mo family, not dealing with these trivial matters."

He grabbed her hand and reminded her sternly.

She looked at each other coldly again, showing no good temper.

"If grandpa's matter is a small matter, then what is a big matter?"

She retorted sharply.

She didn't give him any face, and seemed to be deliberately provoking his bottom line.

"It's not up to you to ask me what I should or shouldn't do, right?"

After speaking, she waved her hand ruthlessly and put some distance between herself and him.

He was angry, and the muscles in his face were twitching.

But as soon as he saw the deep red mark on her neck, his anger suddenly disappeared.

I was indeed too violent last night.

"I won't be too harsh on you. You can stay at home today and there is no need to follow Mo's family."

There was a hint of distress in his eyes.

When he got back into the car, he ordered Li Mu: "Drive."

At this critical moment, Su Qianrou caught up with lightning speed.

Everyone in the car couldn't help but be stunned.

She disagreed and said softly: "Who said I won't go? Not only am I going, I also want to do big things!"

The moment she came out of Mo Beichen's car, Mo's employees all crossed their arms and were envious. “That’s great, I want to be in the president’s car too!”

"I guess Manager Su is getting along with the president again and has become our president's wife again!"

"They're so good!"

The entire Mo family was filled with this kind of exclamation and jealousy mixed with voices.

However, far away from the crowd stands a special figure - Fang Yuan.

She showed scarlet eyes, and her eyes were filled with blazing anger.

The hand that grabbed the coffee cup was clenched into a fist.

His knuckles turned white.

It's Su Qianrou's stumbling block again!

If we don't get rid of her for a day, she will never be able to rise to power in her life, and she will never be able to help the Fu family turn around.

"Su Qianrou, I won't make it easy for you! Just wait and see how I punish you!"

She stamped her foot bitterly and turned away.

Who wants to listen to those disgusting words!

After Su Qianrou returned to her workstation, she glanced at everyone with a meaningful look.

She wanted to see who was the master.

She deliberately drew a picture and then pretended to be tired.

Stretched.

"I'm so tired. I'll go out and take a breath, and you continue."

She emphasized in front of the employees in a lazy tone, and then left with a casual pace.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fang Yuan sneaked into her office again without anyone noticing.

I was secretly happy.

The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole stalks behind, but Su Qianrou has been peeping at all this from behind.

"How about it? Did you get the stolen goods together?" She turned back and kicked the door open hard.

She looked at Fang Yuan proudly, with a look of victory on her face.

"You also leaked Li's drawings, right?"

She grabbed her hand hard and showed a fierce look.

Fang Yuan was shocked at first.

Looking again, his face was a little blue and hasty, as if he had done something wrong and was panicking.

"You, what are you talking about! I can't understand..." She struggled desperately, trying to escape.

But she was no match for Su Qianrou.

Su Qianrou could deal with several groups of big men with her weak body, let alone someone with thin arms and legs like her.

She never failed as an agent.

"Don't you understand? Do you really don't understand or are you just pretending not to understand?" She tried her best.

At this moment, her face was full of anger, and her eyes were menacing.

She picked up the drawing with her other hand and presented it in front of Fang Yuan.

The tone was ferocious: "Did you come in here looking for this thing? Huh? Speak!"

She forced Fang Yuan to the point where she had no way to retreat, with a white wall behind her.

Her ferocious aura was like a tidal wave sweeping over her, making people suffocating.

Fang Yuan timidly looked left and right, her heart pounding.

"I, I didn't! Don't slander anyone!"

Her wandering eyes finally met Su Qianrou's abyss-like eyes in horror.

Su Qianrou snorted coldly, "Am I spitting blood? Then tell me, why did you come in?!"

"Say!" Every word she said was sonorous and powerful.

Fang Yuan didn't show any signs of weakness and puffed out her chest.

"Is it normal for me to come in and ask for your signature? Why do you say that I covet your manuscript! Am I that boring?!"

At this moment, she became tough.

It feels like a hard fight.

"First of all, I didn't take your manuscript, and secondly, I didn't offend you. Don't think that just because you are the manager is great!"

Her voice suddenly became louder, as if she wanted others to hear her.

Su Qianrou's face was gloomy and her eyes became sharper.