my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 324 Do You Seem To Be Free?
However, before he had time to say anything, a rather deep voice came from outside the door.

"Do you seem to be idle?"

Guan Zichen put his hands in his trouser pockets, and when he walked in, there was a smile hidden in his eyes.

Well, he admitted that he was too free, he could have come in earlier, but he just heard what they said, so he wanted to hear Lan Mo's answer even more.

Sure enough, she didn't disappoint him.

When the women saw Guan Zichen, they naturally associated Lan Mo's words together, and at the same time they scattered, they were more curious and depressed.

Everyone seemed to be doing their own things, but they all stretched their ears and necks, secretly watching the follow-up development.

She said so hastily that she is the CEO's girlfriend, if this matter is false...

There was no chance for everyone's hypotheses to take shape, the smile on Guan Zichen's face when he came to Lan Mo's table lightly killed everyone in an instant, but also knocked their hearts drunk in an instant.

"Xiaomo, I'll take you to a place."

"No, I'm busy." Lan Mo sat back on the chair alone the moment he came in, feeling a little depressed.

After all, it is uncomfortable for anyone who is dating someone to be questioned and asked for answers by a group of people. The reason is not the guy's past.

Guan Zichen looked down at the disfigured scrap of paper that had been trampled by her. She pouted her lips slightly with a gloomy expression on her face. He smiled lightly. It seemed that she was concerned about what happened just now.

He raised his eyes again, and following the sweeping gaze, the women who were peeking hurriedly lowered their heads, as if they had been working hard.

"Everyone, I want to say one thing now. You are here for work, not to talk about me. Moreover, my private life does not need your attention. As for Lan Mo—"

He seemed to stop here on purpose, the women raised their faces and raised their ears, but he only paid attention, and Lan Mo was also looking at him.

"Lan Mo is my girlfriend, but she is also Guan's designer. In this regard, I hope that what happened today will not happen again. I don't want my employees to have this habit of judging people."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Mo lowered her head and ruthlessly drew a pig's head on the paper. Even if this guy had a conscience, he would help her clarify.

"Understood, President." The voices of the women whose hearts were broken all over the place resounded in the design department.

(End of this chapter)