Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

They didn't expect to see such a harmless, well-behaved and weak little girl, saying that he would really fight.

"Throw her out for me, are you all deaf?! Do you want me to do it yourself?!" Jun Moyan sounded with anger, and the hearts of those present trembled with fright.

"Yes, yes, right now."

The security guards all exited the office one by one, and the two security guards held the girl and walked out quickly.

"Damn bitch, you dare to beat me, I want my father to kill you." She shouted at Wen Xiaoai with red eyes.

Wen Xiaoai stepped forward with anger and kicked the girl out of the office as soon as he lifted his leg and kicked her directly.

Without waiting for the security guards to recover, she closed the office door with a "bang".

The whole office suddenly became quiet.

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai whose shoulders were shaking with anger, picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed Tsing Yi's number.

"Find someone to sew Wells's daughter's mouth for me."

"She's in our company now. Send someone to stare at her afterwards. Don't let her return to Country M. As soon as Wells moves, he will control her."

After Jun Moyan gave his instructions, he put the phone back on the desktop, and then looked at Wen Xiaoai who was standing there.

"Little boy?"

The tone is completely different from just now.

"……"ignore.

"Little boy?"

"..." Still ignored.

Jun Moyan got up, walked out, walked around the desk, and came to Wen Xiaoai.

But he didn't want him as soon as he arrived in front of Wen Xiaoai, Wen Xiaoai turned around and left his back.

Damn woman.

Jun Moyan couldn't help cursing the woman in his heart, thinking that sooner or later he would screw her head.

Jun Moyan walked around in front of Wen Xiaoai again, but Wen Xiaoai turned his back again.

Jun Moyan directly reached out and grabbed her two shoulders, otherwise she moved, and walked in front of her again.

"Little boy?"

"..."

Wen Xiaoai couldn't turn around, so he lowered his head, just ignoring Jun Moyan anyway.

Jun Mo Yan helplessly, put two hands under Wen Xiaoai's armpit, lifted her up easily, walked to the desk in a few steps, put her on the desk, and then bent over and supported her with both hands. The edges of the tables on both sides encircled her, leaving her nowhere to hide.

Jun Moyan lowered his head again and leaned in front of Wen Xiaoai's face:

"Are you angry with me?"

"..."

"I don't want to see her more than you."

"..."

"Did it hurt just now?" Jun Moyan pulled up the little hand she had just hit, and wanted to see.

"..." Wen Xiaoai withdrew his hand, clenched it, not showing it to him.

"It's okay to scold me if I'm not happy. I'll be angry for a while. I'm already a little bit older, but I won't grow up no matter how angry."

"..."

"Little boy~?!" Jun Moyan stretched out the ending and called her again.

"Don't call me." Wen Xiaoai said angrily.

"If you still feel uneasy, I will find someone to kill her now."

"I'm not angry with her, I'm angry with you." Wen Xiaoai stared at him angrily.

"Then you hit me." Jun Moyan grabbed her hand directly and put it on his face.

"Humph." Wen Xiaoai snorted and withdrew his hand.

Jun Mo Yanwei sighed, touched Wen Xiaoai's forehead with his forehead, and coaxed: "I'm angry because of such an irrelevant life, isn't it worth it?"

"Isn't it? I like you. I have a mouthful of Mo Yan. I don't know how much I call him. I have been chased here from Country M twice. I think you are happy in your heart... Um..."

Before Wen Xiaoai finished speaking, his mouth was blocked.