Evil Young Master's Bedside Love

"If you really care about her, you can ask her yourself."

Without a murmur, he went into the CEO's office and closed the door.

The wind brought by the door caused Wu Zixuan's hair to flutter around his ears.

Wu Zixuan bit her lips fiercely, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment.

Bai Mo Chen, with your character, you dare to steal from me? I will definitely make you pay!

After Holsham left, Bai Mo Lian didn't want to rest here any longer. Although he believed that Holsham had already paid up, Bai Mo Lian was still not good at accepting the kind intentions of others.

Luo Xiaoye, on the other hand, openly packed away all of the food that Huo Sheng had bought. After all, it was all money! Bringing them back for another meal in the evening would save them money!

Luo Xiaoye really wanted to give a Like to his hard-working family!

With the previous lesson being learnt, Bai Mo Chen did not intend to rest for just one day before going to work.

Otherwise, if something happened again, Holt might fire himself.

After resting at home for two days and feeling much more comfortable, Bai Mo Lian decided to go to work today.

While the elevator was going up, Bai Mo Chen was feeling uneasy. After all, he had been carried away like that day and had been run into by Wu Zixuan.

Wu Zixuan had other intentions towards Holt, and might even misunderstand something.

As he thought of this, Bai Mo Chen felt a headache coming on.

When Bai Moyan arrived at the secretary's office, he saw Wu Zixuan already sitting there.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Bai Mo Chen raised his head and saw that it was coming. To his surprise, Wu Zixuan had a smile on her face as she asked him with a concerned tone.

"Secretary Bai, I heard that you've gotten sick. Are you alright?"

For some reason, when faced with Wu Zixuan's concern, Bai Moyan felt a chill run down his spine.

Bai Mojiao replied with a smile, "It's much better now. Thank you Secretary Wu for your concern."

"Oh, that's right. Actually, yesterday and today are my days off, but since you can't come to work, I'll take the next shift. Since you came today, I'll leave first. I'll come back to work the day after tomorrow."

Bai Mojiao hurriedly nodded his head in embarrassment. With an apologetic tone, he said, "I apologize to Secretary Wu for harming you to help me take over the shift."

The corner of Wu Zixuan's mouth raised into a smile, but underneath this smile was something even deeper.

However, Bai Mo Chen did not notice.

"This is the CEO's work schedule for the past few days. I haven't organized it yet, but you should do it yourself. I'll be leaving first." As she spoke, Wu Zixuan picked up his new Chanel bag and left with a haughty stride.

Wu Zixuan's departure from Bai Moyan made him feel even more relaxed.

After adjusting his state of mind, he began to organize Holsham's work schedule.

There will be a meeting tomorrow afternoon at 2: 00 p.m., and tomorrow at 5: 30 p.m. I'll go to a restaurant and have a meal with the president of Shunda Group.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Holt did not order a cup of coffee, as he thought Bai Mo Lian had not come to work yet.

When it was time for lunch, Bai Moyan pushed the dining cart into the CEO's office.

He looked up and saw Bai Moyan walking in. An unfathomable thought flashed across his eyes.

Bai Moyan gave a slight nod to Holt and pushed the dining car into the dining room.

Just as he was setting up the table, he heard a low, cold, and hard voice from behind him. "Are you feeling well?"

Bai Moyan paused for a moment. He was shocked by the sudden voice of Huo Sheng and quickly replied in a calm tone.

"Thank you for your concern, Director Huo. I'm fine now."

"Hmm …" "En." Holt answered in a low voice, leaving Bai Mo Chen at a loss as to how to respond.

Bai Mo pursed his lips. After a long struggle within his heart, he still couldn't help but speak up.

"Director Huo, how much medical fees did I spend on that?"

As smart as Holt, Bai Mojiao only asked this question. He instantly guessed Bai Mojiao's intention in asking this question.

On the side of his handsome face, his thin lips curled up into an enigmatic smile: "What, you want to return the medical fees to me?"

Hearing this, Bai Moyan felt a chill run down his spine.

This man was able to easily guess what he was thinking. Bai Mojiao only felt that the man was very smart and terrifying, but he did not know that in his opinion, Bai Mojiao was too naive.

Everything was written on her face and reflected in her bright black eyes. She didn't need to use any mental scriptures to guess what she was thinking.

"I just feel like I shouldn't spend other people's money when I'm sick, so I want to return it to Boss Huo."

As Bai Mo Chen's voice fell, he could only hear the tiniest of chuckles entering his ears, causing him to subconsciously tighten his small, tender, white hands.

"Forget it, I don't need you to pay me back."

Of course, for him, there was no shortage of money.

Bai Mo pursed his lips and said, "But I want to return it to Boss Huo. I don't want to owe anyone else."

The pair of dark eyes that landed on Bai Mo Yan's body could not help but become even more profound.

The handsome face that did not have a single blemish on it did not have much expression, and his voice was also calm and indifferent.

"I seem to have told Secretary Bai that I don't like being rejected, and that I also don't like being disobeyed."

Bai Moyan knew that if he were to continue, he might make Holt angry, but he didn't know where he had gained the courage to do so.

"But I don't like the feeling of being in debt to others either, I hope Director Huo can understand."

A low and sexy voice came out from her lips and lingered in Bai Mo Lian's ears, penetrating deep into his heart.

"You seem to like being special here."

Hearing this, Bai Moyan felt his heart skip a beat. "I don't have that thought. If Boss Huo is truly unwilling, then it doesn't matter. The dishes have already been prepared. Please enjoy, Boss Huo."

As he spoke, Bai Mojiao gave a slight bow to Holt, then headed in the direction of the door.

As for Holt, his tall figure blocked the entrance to the dining hall.

The petite figure could not help but pause, unable to understand what Holt meant.

Bai Moyan lowered her head, not daring to look up at Holt's expression. Her pink lips were pursed in nervousness.

"Go make me a glass of lemonade."

His voice came from above and fell into Bai Moyan's ears. Before Bai Moyan could react, he walked past him and sat down in his seat.

"I understand, Boss Huo, please wait a moment." As Bai Mojiao spoke, he quickly headed for the door.

Hall Sheng turned his head to the side, his dark eyes focused on the departing figure of Bai Moyan.

He didn't know why, but after drinking the lemon juice made by Bai Mo, he was actually somewhat addicted to that taste …