Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

While waiting for the elevator, it happened that Xiao Moxuan and Xiao Fei came from the office area on the other side.

It seems that they have just finished something over there and are ready to go upstairs.

Xiao Moxuan's pace is still calm and elegant. From a distance, he looks like a pleasing landscape painting.

But in Meng Xiaoxiao's eyes, he only felt very upset.

She can't help complaining to herself, NIMA. It's really a narrow road for friends and bad times. I said I couldn't see it for months and half a year. As a result, I met

Meng Xiaoxiao really didn't want to deal with Xiao Moxuan. He was tired of even looking at him. He deliberately turned his head and pretended not to see them. He also hoped Xiao Moxuan wouldn't see her.

But who is Xiao Moxuan? Every time he faced Meng Xiaoxiao, his sharp eyes were like a searchlight in the deep sea, and he would hardly let go of any subtle changes in her.

Moreover, at this time, Meng Xiaoxiao was still holding such a large bunch of eye-catching flowers in her hand, which made it difficult for people to ignore her.

Just a faint sweep, Xiao Moxuan saw the girl standing outside the elevator with flowers in her arms.

The colorful and swaying flowers almost covered most of her body and face.

Even, he found that her complexion was not very good. Her face had no original ruddy and look. It seemed that she didn't pull a few.

Xiao Moxuan's lips could not help but gently hook up, raising an imperceptible sneer.

It seems that this stubborn girl is really popular. Today, just the first day I came to work at Minghua international, someone was in hot pursuit and sent the flowers under his eyes.

Good, good. Things are getting more and more challenging. If you want to put this girl back in your pocket, you obviously have to be ready to fight a hard-working and unrelenting protracted war.

He, of course, will not easily admit defeat

Almost every floor has people going up and down, and both elevators fall slowly.

I felt the cold and cold figure getting closer and closer to me, and a repressive and strange breath suddenly hit me.

Meng Xiaoxiao frowned and suddenly had an idea. He thought that the eighth floor was not too high. Why should I die here and wait for the elevator to dance with the wolf? Why don't you work hard and climb up.

Just do it. Before Xiao Moxuan and Xiao Fei came over, she took her feet and walked in the direction of the stairs.

But at this time, no sooner or later, Xiao Fei happened to shout politely behind her: "Miss Meng, you're coming."

Meng Xiaoxiao had to stop, ignore the iceberg like cold and arrogant man around Xiao Fei, and squeeze out a false dry smile: "yes, Xiao tezhu, hello."

Similarly, the iceberg like cold and arrogant man was polite and ignored her. His hands were lazily inserted in his trouser pockets, and his black eyes stared at the falling numbers of the elevator. He didn't even sweep her at the end of his eyes.

There happened to be an elevator. Several well-dressed men and women came out. When they saw Xiao Moxuan standing outside, they said hello respectfully, and then hurried away.

One of the two elevators here was originally a special elevator for president Xiao Moxuan.

However, considering the large number of employees and busy daily work of Minghua international, Xiao Moxuan cancelled this provision. Both elevators operate as public elevators. Like ordinary employees, he does not engage in specialization, so he takes the elevator as a civilian.

"Oh, Miss Meng, ladies first, please first." Xiao Fei said with a smile, and made a gentleman's sign to invite in.

Meng Xiaoxiao didn't want to take the same elevator with Xiao Moxuan at all. He opened his mouth and wanted to refuse.

But the man who didn't look at her at all, suddenly glanced at her, and then walked into the elevator calmly.

In his eyes, there were a few lines of obvious ridicule, as if he were joking: Meng Xiaoxiao, I thought you had a hard foundation, but now you're not. Seeing me is like a mouse seeing a cat

Shit! Isn't it just taking an elevator? Who's afraid of who? Meng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, stopped thinking about those messy concerns, held the bouquet and walked into the elevator with his head held high.

Xiao Fei followed him in, first pressed the 29th floor on the digital screen, and then asked, "Miss Meng, what floor are you on?"

"Eighth floor." Meng Xiaoxiao said two words calmly.

On the third floor, the elevator stopped and several young employees stood outside.

It was probably because they saw Xiao Moxuan there. There was a trace of formality on their faces. It seemed that they were hesitating whether to come in or not?

At this time, Xiao Fei suddenly said, "President Xiao, I just want to talk to them about something. Next step first."

With that, he strode out, and the men naturally followed him.

The elevator door closed tightly again. In the airtight space, only Meng Xiaoxiao and Xiao Moxuan were left. They were so quiet that they seemed to be able to hear each other's breathing and heartbeat.

Meng Xiaoxiao cursed Xiao Te for help in her heart, tried to ignore the deep sense of oppression Xiao Moxuan brought to her, lowered her eyes and enjoyed the beautiful and dazzling flowers in her hand.

"Do you like it so much? It's from your boyfriend?" suddenly came a mockery from Xiao Moxuan.

It can be imagined without looking. At the moment, there must be a sneer of disdain on his lips, which is difficult to be angry or not.

Meng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and said expressionless, "yes."

"Oh, I don't know. You have a new boyfriend so soon." Xiao Moxuan's cold and good-looking cheek floated a deeper irony, almost ferocious: "which unlucky ghost took over my class? Gu Beiye? Or Su Ningfeng?"

Meng Xiaoxiao held his anger in his heart, tried to calm his tone and replied in a gentle manner: "President Xiao, it seems to have nothing to do with you, and I have no obligation to answer you."

These words hit Xiao Moxuan with a soft or hard nail, but he didn't seem to be very angry. Instead, he raised his eyebrows in his spare time: "Miss Meng, of course I won't interfere with your private affairs. However, the company has made it clear that you can't do anything unrelated to work during working hours. It's not allowed to use the workplace to talk about love."

"Hehe, Mr. Xiao, have you forgotten? I'm not actually your employee." Meng Xiaoxiao has completely calmed down at this time, gently raised his eyes and bravely looked at his cold and sharp line of sight like Obsidian: "therefore, your provisions are invalid for me, and you don't have to waste more words on me."