The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 32 If You Don't Mess
She tried hard to lift the table, but the table was long and heavy, and she couldn't lift it.

Furious, Yan Zhixin stretched out her hand to grab the tablecloth, but the bodyguard removed all the things and the tablecloth from the long table at a faster speed, leaving her an empty table that was so clean and shiny.

Feeling her distraction, Mo Junting let go of her panting slightly, his deep eyes couldn't hide his anger, and his big palm landed on her slender neck: "Yan Zhixin!"

Yan Zhixin clasped the edge of the table tightly with her fingers, not understanding why he was dissatisfied again.

She obviously couldn't do anything.

Feeling the tension in his arms, Yan Zhixin mumbled superficially: "If you don't mess around, I won't mess around either."

Mo Junting became even more angry.

For a moment, he just wanted to throw her on the table severely, to let her understand what messing up is!

But the scene of her jumping off the balcony that day seemed to flash before his eyes again, so he held back.

This woman is well-behaved on the outside, but he knows that she is stubborn on the inside.

But why?
Why does she dislike him so much?
If she is obedient, he can give her anything she wants.

She can get everything that people in the world envy, can enjoy all the privileges, and he can even indulge her petty temper.

Why is she refusing to listen?

Mo Junting roared domineeringly: "You are not qualified to negotiate with me!"

His chin was pinched by him. Seeing that he was about to kiss him again, Yan Zhixin hesitated for a while, looking left and right: "Master Di, you haven't had breakfast yet, right? How about..."

Mo Junting sneered: "I'm already full of you!"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly outside the door.

The bodyguard looked down at the mobile phone he was holding for Mo Junting, knocked on the door and put his hands in front of him: "Master, the phone number of Special Assistant Ling Hua."

Mo Junting immediately turned his anger on the innocent Ling Hua: "Deduct 20.00% of his year-end bonus!"

He never delayed his business because of anyone. After leaving a word, Mo Junting took the phone from the bodyguard and left without looking back, leaving her with a straight back.

Yan Zhixin breathed a sigh of relief.

If he doesn't leave, she will collapse.

For a moment just now, she thought he would...

Lowering her eyes, she inadvertently saw her own reflection on the glamorous dining table, and she was suddenly stunned.

In the reflection, her face was blushing, with a...

Yan Zhixin stared blankly at her own reflection, and then suddenly realized something, covered her face suddenly, bumped her head on the dining table, rolled her face over and over, until her face was reddened by the table, she stopped and took a deep breath.

Be calm!
... Even in the face of Mo Junting's provocative behavior, she couldn't calm down at all.

Yan Zhixin was in a mess for a long time, and she didn't come to her senses until the servant put the tablecloth back on and took the initiative to bring her a steaming breakfast.

Ahhh, I really want to run back to the room and cover myself with a quilt!

...just thinking about it.

In fact, she picked up a spoon and started eating oatmeal.

The servant stood by, looking at Yan Zhixin with admiration, surprise and puzzlement, as if she was an alien.

It was the first time for them to see the young master and a woman so intimately.

It was also the first time that someone dared to disobey the young master in public.

It was the first time I saw someone eat with satisfaction after disobeying the young master.

If this kind of thing gets out, I am afraid that the stock market of the imperial family will be shocked!
(End of this chapter)