Chapter 120 The Story of a Hero Saving a Beauty

She acted well and Jian Mo was enjoying watching her. She was tired of standing in her high heels and leaned to one side.

"My marriage is my own business. Don't you know that now?" Huo Qi Chen seemed not to understand. He took out a tissue and wiped away her tears.

"What's the point of knowing now?" Qingying pointed at Jian Mo. "She has no status and no looks. How could she marry you? Brother Huo, are you playing a Cinderella story?"

Being pointed at by her, Jian Mo simply gave in, stuck out her tongue, and whispered back, "Because I'm shameless."

"Fuck you!" Qingying heard it and wanted to scratch her face with her manicured fingers.

Huo Qichen suppressed her gesture, his expression no longer relaxed, "All these years of etiquette have been learned like a dog's stomach."

"Brother Huo!"

"Okay, are you free? Mind your own business and go back."

Seeing Huo Qichen protecting Jian Mo, Qingying stamped her feet in anger, and then said, "I have already told Sister Wen Yuan about this."

Jian Mo counted on her fingers, wondering how many times she had heard this name.

Huo Qichen casually took out a cigarette case and asked, "Are you threatening me?"

"I didn't... I just think you shouldn't be with this woman."

"It's not her, and it can't be Wen Yuan either." Huo Qichen finished speaking and shouted loudly: "Mu Yi, show him out."

Soon, Mu Yi pushed the door open and came in, "Miss Qing."

Qingying took a deep breath, almost suffocating from anger, but she didn't dare to say anything more. When she walked in front of Jian Mo, she gritted her teeth and said, "Just wait for me!"

Jian Mo doesn't care.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly shouted, "If I want to apologize, it's to Brother Zhou. The wine spilled on his suit. The story of a hero saving a beauty is really interesting. Brother Huo, your wife is quite capable."

Jian Mo immediately shuddered and subconsciously looked at Huo Qichen's tall back.

After the person left, Huo Qi Chen turned around, biting the cigarette, and motioned her to get the lighter.

Jian Mo reacted belatedly, reached out to pick up the lighter from the table, lit it for him, and felt uneasy.

When I was about to withdraw my hand, he caught me and said, "A hero saves a beautiful girl."

Jian Mo trembled a little, "It just happened that Zhou Liangqi saw it."

Huo Qichen looked at her with an ambiguous look in his eyes, "Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

"It seems that she is very familiar with you, but I didn't dare to tell you because I didn't want to cause trouble." Jian Mo forced himself to straighten his back so that his momentum would not be diminished.

"Liangqi is really good to you." It's hard to tell the emotion in this sentence.

Jian Mo didn't dare to neglect it and leaned into the smoke, "Are you jealous?"

Huo Qichen smoked a little harder and explained after a moment, "Qingying is the daughter of a family friend. We are related in some ways, so she can be considered a sister."

She didn't expect him to take the initiative to explain, which was a bit surprising. "I guess he should be familiar with Wen Yuan as well. Mr. Huo, do you think I will be torn apart by the eldest lady's hands?"

This made Huo Qichen laugh. He held a cigarette between his fingers and lifted her chin. "Next time you encounter something like this, just tell me directly."

Jian Mo nodded repeatedly.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"Not yet."

"Eat first."

Huo Qi Chen held her hand and led her to the lounge.

Seeing that the woman behind him was walking slowly and was obviously very reluctant, she was nothing like the calm and composed Mrs. Huo just now, and she looked almost like a child.

Huo Qichen just said a few words in a good-tempered manner to comfort him: "The few people we just met are in high positions, so they won't spread the news outside."

So far, at the height of her fame, only a few of them had seen Mrs. Huo. If they got out, not only would they not spread the news, they would probably exaggerate it and praise Jian Mo. At worst, given Huo Qichen's identity, no one would dare to say anything for the sake of his future and destiny.

The personal assistant from the secretarial office came to serve the food and was a little shocked to see Jian Mo. Her good professionalism made her look calm, but in fact her heart was already in turmoil.

Isn't this Director Jian from the Design Department? This somewhat mysterious figure had been involved in a car accident while working on a project a while ago, and the story had been circulating in the Huo family for several days.

The young assistant was different from the previous bosses. When he learned that Jian Mo was Mrs. Huo, he was shocked and thought in his mind: Oh, no wonder Jian Mo appeared frequently in the past few days, so this is the case.

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Huo Qichen's work meal was very sumptuous, but Jian Mo ate absent-mindedly. She habitually checked the time, which caught the man's insightful eyes, and her displeasure surfaced. "It's still early for work."

Jian Mo was seen through by him, and she closed her eyes in disappointment, preparing to finish her lunch quickly.

She was afraid that there would be too many people on the floor and in the elevator, and it would be difficult to explain if she was seen.

Seeing the man getting slightly angry because of her impatience, after a long while, she tried to appease him: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Huo Qichen looked at her: "Do it for me?"

"If I play..."

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork ribs, steamed pork ribs, corn pork rib soup." Without waiting for Jian Mo to finish, the man quickly and bluntly listed a series of dish names.

Jian Mo was stunned. When did he start to like eating spare ribs so much?

In the end, it was Huo Qi Chen who couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed at Jian Mo's slightly dazed look.

He rubbed her head and heard her ask, "When did you like eating ribs so much?"

The man's smile finally relaxed a little, and he gestured for her to eat the food in front of her first, "Just teasing you."

bad!

Jian Mo ignored him and immersed herself in the food.

After lunch, she wanted to leave first, but the man pulled her hand and led her to sit on his lap, holding her face to face in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, sleep with me for a while first?"

It’s not that Jian Mo is impure, it’s just that nothing good will happen to him if he sticks to her.

"I still have work to do."

Huo Qi Chen ignored her completely. His hard hair pricked her delicate skin, causing some pain and itchiness.

Jian Mo held his head and laughed out loud: "Hey! The door is not closed."

Huo Qichen raised his head, his smiling eyes seemed to have thousands of stars, "They dare not come in."

This posture was somewhat condescending. Jian Mo was in a high position. The man tilted his head up for a kiss. She gently lowered her head and touched his soft, thin lips.

Once you get close, detonate.

After each deep kiss, Jian Mo soon had difficulty breathing, but he still did not let her go and passed his breath to her for survival.

His hands were not honest either, touching things everywhere, and he had forgotten where his serious identity as an executor had gone.

When Jane Mo felt the warmth of his hand, a joke she had read before popped up in her mind at an inopportune time.

Jian Mo finally escaped from his arms, gasping for breath: "Time is too tight..."