Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

"Miss Su, are you okay?"

A pair of white hands held Su Mo up. Su Mo wanted to thank him. Seeing the sarcastic smile on Li Meng's face, his whole body trembled.

"Miss Su, how can you say that you are still Mr. Qin's wife and how can you make yourself so embarrassed? It's a shame for Mr. Qin." Li Meng was very insidious and sincere.

Looking at Li Meng, I think of the photo Li Meng posted on her microblog last night. At this time, I think they must have just got off the bed.

"Since you know I'm still Mrs. Qin and Miss Li still talks to me in this tone, what qualifications do you have?"

Su Mo looked at Li Meng's beautiful face and resisted the impulse to tear her.

Although Su Mo's words embarrassed Li Meng, Li Meng pretended to be calm: "since Miss Su knows her identity, how can she sleep with a cowherd?"

Su Mo went to Qin Yang and looked into his eyes: "Mr. Qin can sleep with other women. Why can't I?"

"Su Mo!" Qin Yang's face was gloomy. When he called her name, he felt gnashing his teeth. It can be seen how angry he was.

"Why, become angry and want to eat me?" Su Mo sneered.

For three years, Qin Yang didn't touch her finger except the night of marriage. Sometimes she wondered if Qin Yang married her just to get her father's company? If it weren't for this reason, maybe Qin Yang wouldn't touch her finger.

In the past three years, countless women have let her abdicate with a stomach, which shows how much romantic debt this man has outside.

Li Meng suddenly came forward and pushed Su Mo's shoulder. Su Mo almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Qin Yang stretched out his hand to hold her and smelled the faint smell of tobacco on Qin Yang. Su Mo's heart beat slowly.

"Don't slander Mr. Qin. If it hadn't been for him, your father's company would have gone bankrupt, and you and your father should have been on the streets. How could there be a company today? You're really heartless!"

Li Meng took back his hand and looked like he was bowing for Qin Yang.

Su Mo looked at Li Meng: "who are you and who are you qualified to do it to me? Don't think you've been in prison for Qin Yang for three years. I also give you as my ancestor. You should know what happened that year!"

Li Meng was a little flustered by Su Mo and still pretended to be calm: "even if I am so bad, I am always better than you, a money worshipper who only knows how to spend money. Do you know how much Mr. Qin has paid for this company in recent years!"

"Linlin, shut up." just as Li Meng wanted to go on, Qin Yang interrupted her.

Hearing Qin Yang's intimate address to Li Meng, Su Mo felt that her heart was pierced by the needle. She raised her hand and gave Qin Yang a slap.

"You and I don't owe each other for a long time, but in your heart, you owe Li Meng, so it's reasonable for Li Meng to push me to return it by you. If I hit her, you must be very distressed."

Although Su Mo deliberately targeted Qin Yang, her words were very reasonable. The company was already owned by Qin Yang. He deserved everything he paid for the company. After the divorce agreement, they really didn't owe each other.

In Qin Yang's eyes, he always owes Li Meng, so Li Meng's position in his heart is very important, so that she can divorce Su mo.

Perhaps, Li Meng has long been more than a benefactor in Qin Yang's eyes.

"How dare you beat Mr. Qin!" Li Meng was distressed to see Qin Yang beaten, so he wanted to fight Su Mo again.

Qin Yang raised his hand and stopped Li Meng's action.

Su Mo's face still had a bloodstain, but Mrs. Gu, the culprit, had already fled when she saw Qin Yang. Qin Yang's anger disappeared when she saw Su Mo's injured face: "you're right. I took this slap for Linlin."

Su Mo snorted coldly and turned to the door of the company.

"You go back first." Qin Yang said to Li Meng. Ignoring the amazement on Li Meng's face, he turned and entered the building.

Li Meng looked at the distant figure and clenched her hand into a fist: "Su Mo, we'll see!"

At the door of the office of human resources, Su Mo took out a mirror, looked at the scratches on his face, and applied the foundation in the bag to the wound, barely watching it.

"Yao na?" the candidate looked at Su Mo and then looked at the resume in his hand.

"Yes." Su Mo smiled and nodded. Yao Na is the name of Yao Zi's sister.

The candidate examiner looked at Su Mo's resume and shook his head: "Miss Yao, from your resume, you can't be the director of our department. You'd better find another job."

After listening to this, Su Mo understood that the company recruited department heads, not ordinary staff. The resume Yao Zi made for her was very ordinary, and she was really not qualified for the position of department head.

Su Mo took back his resume and smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Just as Su Mo was about to leave, the phone on his desk rang. The examiner said a few words to the person at the other end of the phone. After hanging up, he smiled at Su Mo and said, "Miss Su, we are still short of an assistant. Would you consider this position?"

Su Mo was stunned: "how much is it for you to be an assistant a month?"

The examiner smiled: "the people around president an have higher wages than me. How much can you say a month?"

That means a lot of money.

"OK, I can accept it." Su Mo thought and nodded.

"But I can't decide the people around president Ann. President Ann needs to apply in person. Please follow me to President Ann's office."

Then the examiner got up and took Su Mo to the top of the company.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw an Qingyang drinking tea in the hall, saw the face, and Su Mo's footsteps stopped.

Hearing the sound, an Qingyang waved to the examiner. The people behind Su Mo left with great eyesight.

Seeing Su Mo's surprise, an Qingyang got up with a smile and walked to Su Mo with a mellow voice: "haven't seen you for five years, are you okay?"

Looking at the handsome face in front of her, Su Mo recalled that when she was in college, it was the most precious and happiest time of her life.

"I'm fine, and you?" Su Mo put away his memories and smiled at an Qingyang.

An Qingyang pointed to the sofa and motioned Su Mo to sit down and talk.

Two people took their seats. An Qingyang poured Su Mo a cup of tea. Seeing the faint red mark on Su Mo's face, an Qingyang's finger belly fell on her face.

"How?"

"It's just a small injury." feeling the gentle touch of an Qingyang, Su Mo said something unnatural.

When Qin Yang came in, he saw the intimacy of the two people. The handsome face immediately became iron green: "president an's taste is really heavy. He is even interested in a married woman."