Chapter 80 Aren’t You Married?

Jian Mo shuddered and realized that Huo Qichen was not here.

She deflated, "That's fine, I'm leaving."

Liang Qiu grabbed the back of her collar and pulled her back easily, "Miss Jian, don't you know Achen's schedule?"

"How would I know?" Jian Mo blurted out. She was already anxious and now she was being questioned.

"Aren't you married?" Liang Qiu asked lightly.

Jian Mo didn't take it seriously. It took her a while to react. She widened her eyes in disbelief and asked, "Huo Qichen told you?"

"No, but your reaction now tells me that it's true."

Liang Qiu had a wicked smile on his face, his plot had succeeded.

Jian Mo sucked in a breath and punched his chest in frustration, "You cheated me!"

What's wrong with this guy? He's so sloppy and has no manners, and he's so bad.

Liang Qiu laughed heartily, his hands behind his back. "I'm known in the Jianghu as the know-it-all of Haicheng. A woman who could make Achen so nervous, to the point of crippling his future partner's hand, must be someone with a lot of potential. How could I not care about the feelings of my good brother?"

Jian Mo felt like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

"There's no emotion at all..." she muttered softly, still angry.

"No?" Liang Qiu approached, "Then why are you so worried about Achen's safety?"

Jian Mo choked and wanted to refute, but after choking for a long time, she managed to say, "It's not true anyway! I'm too lazy to tell you!"

"Come with me." Liang Qiu turned around.

They entered the exclusive elevator and it stopped on the third floor. Liang Qiu took her into a quiet private room.

Seeing her worry and fear, Liang Qiu said, "Don't worry, what happened last time won't happen again here. Just stay quiet, someone will come to pick you up later."

Before Jian Mo could continue asking, the door was closed but not locked, but Liang Qiu had already left.

She also wanted to leave, but when she thought of the bloody incident last time, she couldn't move her feet. So she gave up. It would be easy for her to get into trouble if she was alone in such a chaotic place.

But her determination to come in just now was so firm. Jian Mo sat on the sofa, not understanding herself for a moment.

Huo Qichen's social event today was indeed not at Paradise on Earth, but at the home of Mr. Yu, one of Wanjing's directors.

Mu Yi held the man's coat in her hand and walked around outside. He had been in there for two hours and had not come out yet.

Mr. Yu's wife poured her some tea and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Mu. Talking to each other is always complicated. Just wait patiently."

Mu Yi nodded, his eyes falling on Mrs. Yu's wrist. The latest Cartier bracelet was very dazzling.

"Mr. Yu is so kind to Mrs. Yu."

Mrs. Yu raised her eyebrows and smiled happily, "Really? Is it obvious?"

Mu Yi smiled: "Most men would abandon their wives and take another mistress after they become successful, but Mr. Yu doesn't seem to have done that. It seems that Mrs. Yu has a good way of controlling her husband."

"Assistant Mu, you're joking. He just did what an ordinary person should do. There's nothing to praise him for." Mrs. Yu was very elegant and glanced at the door of the study. "Your President Huo is also a good man. Doesn't he have a girlfriend?"

Mu Yi's eyes darkened. "This is Mr. Huo's private matter. I'm not aware of it."

Mrs. Yu's eyes were sharp. "I think you're a good person. Men like gentle and obedient women. Special Assistant Mu is very good at this, and the look in his eyes when he looks at Mr. Huo is full of love."

Outsiders can see it, but Huo Qichen can't feel it.

Mu Yi didn't refute, but smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Everything depends on what Mr. Huo wants."

Before Mrs. Yu could say anything else, the study door opened and Huo Qichen walked out alone, walking at a leisurely pace with a few buttons of his shirt undone, looking very sexy.

Mu Yi immediately stood up and handed him his coat, "Mr. Huo."

Huo Qichen stretched out his hand to put it on and said to Mrs. Yu: "Mr. Yu's tea is cold, please add some more, we will visit again another day."

Mrs. Yu smiled and saw the guests off. Once they left, her expression changed completely and she trotted into the study, "Yu Huan!"

The weather is getting colder, and when I go outside, I feel the cold air blowing in my face.

Mu Yi followed Huo Qichen into the car, "Mr. Huo, did Yu Huan agree?"

"He has to agree even if he doesn't want to." Huo Qichen tapped his bony fingers on the armrest, as if everything was effortless. "Ten years ago, he stepped on countless people's bones to get to the top. I have them all under my control. He is not qualified to take advantage of the Huo family now."

At the end of the negotiation, Yu Huan was exhausted, and the look he gave Huo Qichen was as if he was looking at a devil, full of fear.

"That's great! As long as Yu Huan sells off his shares, we'll have more capital to impeach Li Wanli, and there's a chance we can defeat Zhou Liangqi."

"He will not be idle, he should be lobbying other directors."

The personal cell phone in his pocket was vibrating. Huo Qichen took it out and saw that it was Liang Qiu calling. He had already called several times before.

He looked at Mu Yi, who bowed his head in apology, a trace of guilt flashing across his face. "I don't dare to answer your private call."

"What's the matter?" Huo Qichen put it to his ear.

Half a minute later, someone said something over there, and Huo Qichen's originally relaxed expression turned extremely gloomy, "Stop the car!"

The driver braked suddenly, and Mu Yi leaned forward suddenly, hitting his forehead on the back of the chair, which was very painful.

"Mr. Huo..."

"Get out of the car." Huo Qichen had already put away his phone, and his tone was unclear.

Mu Yi was surprised. She hesitated for a moment and finally didn't ask any more questions. She pushed open the car door and got out, looking very embarrassed.

The car sped away, leaving Mu Yi alone in the dark. She stamped her feet, tears in her eyes.

The Porsche slid into the bustling night like a sharp blade.

Liang Qiu was already waiting at the door. Seeing the man, who showed no sign of hiding his anger, get out of the car, he checked his watch and said, "It took ten minutes. Was it necessary? He's going to be a big deal if he stays with me."

Huo Qichen glared at her, "You won't send her home?"

"I don't even know where her home is!" Liang Qiu asked knowingly, "How can I send her directly to Mingyuan?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Huo Qichen didn't want to talk to him, "Where is he?"

"Third floor."

Jian Mo was bored, so she played a few games by herself. In the end, her phone ran out of battery, so she fell asleep on the sofa.

When Huo Qichen opened the door of the box, this was the scene he saw.

The woman slept in a very restrained posture. She even took off her coat to cover herself, leaving only half of her face exposed. Her long eyelashes trembled, and she slept uneasily.

His anger along the way was soothed by her quiet appearance, and his movements unconsciously became lighter.

Jian Mo was awakened by the heat. She felt the temperature around her had risen a little. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw a man sitting next to her legs.

Huo Qi Chen was smoking, and the smoke was exhaled. In the darkness, his expression could not be seen clearly, and he did not speak.

Jian Mo thought she had seen it wrong, rubbed her eyes, and then was shocked.

"Huo Qichen, you're here?" She sat up, her face wrinkled because of the pain in her neck.