Mysterious president, get away from me!

Xiao Ye's eyes revolved between them, and he said with a smile, "moling is the most talented original painter in our original painting department. Her characters are all lifelike and distinctive, and are loved by online game players..."

Xiao Ye expects that the relationship between them is unusual. Balabala praises her fiercely and looks at mu Chenhan's face at the same time. As a result, the more he praises, the weaker his voice becomes. Gradually, his voice disappears, because someone is always cold and doesn't seem to care about Mo Ling.

Xiao Ye couldn't figure out what he thought, so he had to end the conversation with a dry smile.

Mo Ling was numb with mu Chenhan's unfathomable eyes. When Xiao Ye's voice fell, she quickly laughed and said, "Mr. Xiao, thank you for your appreciation. I will work harder in the future. If it's OK, I'll go back to work first. "

Xiao Ye takes a look at Mu Chen Han. Seeing that his expression has not changed, he waves, "go."

Mo Ling again flushed Mu Chen cold to smile, "Mu total goodbye."

Mu Chen cold tiny nod head, is a response.

Lin Lanyao also follows to leave, two people just walk out a few steps far, Mu Chen cold suddenly voice, "wait a minute."

Mo Ling's undecided heart was raised again. He turned his head stiffly and showed a standard smile. "Mr. mu, what else can I do for you?"

Mu Chen Han didn't answer, the deep vision glides from her body, falls on the body of the assistant beside, "took off the coat."

Although the assistant was full of fog, he took off his suit jacket obediently.

Mu Chen Han took the coat, in full view, step by step to Mo Ling side, and then, the action is very natural to put the coat on her shoulder.

Mo Ling almost bit his tongue, "mu, general mu?"

"Your skirt is dirty." His voice was not high or low, just enough for everyone to hear.

Mo Ling a Leng, and then pale, and then brush red, skirt dirty, only one possibility, that is her aunt really come!! As if to confirm her conjecture, her stomach suddenly hurt!

It's a shame. She wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

This bastard Mu Chen is cold, he is to help her or harm her after all, since is to help him, lower a bit, must make the person know all?

It must be her fault!

Mo Ling glared at him fiercely, then... Ran away in confusion

In less than ten minutes, what happened in the restaurant spread all over the company.

Mo Ling is red and black. No matter where she went, she was surrounded by people.

When the boys saw her, they all looked obscene, as if they had never seen a woman come to my aunt.

When the girls saw her, they all covered their mouths, snickered and pointed, "look, that's the woman in the original painting department. Oh, I envy that she knew Mu Er Shao, and Mu Er Shao helped her cover up her aunt!"

"Yes, yes, maybe they still have a calf!"

Mo Ling was so angry that he wanted to kill people. In the end, he could not help yelling at the gossip women in the toilet, "only I have a big aunt. Don't you have a big aunt?" Have a leg, have a leg, your sister!

Her angry roar spread to the corridor. She happened to be heard by mu Chenhan and the group of people behind him. Xiao Ye laughed awkwardly, "Mr. mu, I'll make you laugh. Miss Mo has a real temperament, a real temperament, ha ha..."

True disposition? Oh

Mu Chen's cold and hard lips were even tighter, and his unfathomable eyes moved slightly, with an imperceptible irony.

Aunt's early arrival made Maureen lose face, but also made her feel relieved. After last night's incident, she had no chance to buy emergency contraceptives. Since aunt's coming, it should be no problem.

Well, forget it. In order to be sure, I'd better buy some medicine after work.

In the afternoon, she endured the double torture of gossip and dysmenorrhea from her colleagues in the Department. She finally got off work. She twisted her handbag and withdrew. Lin Lanyao asked her to wait for him to leave behind her for several times. He was still full of questions waiting for her to explain. Maureen took it for granted and rushed into the elevator.

There is a silver Aston Martin parked downstairs of the company, which attracts many people's eyes. Without looking at it, Maureen hurried to the drugstore on the street. A man in a black suit suddenly stopped her and put out his arm to signal, "Miss Mo, our president asked you to come over."