Mo Qian paused, turned around, his expression suddenly changed, and a cold light burst out from his dark blue eyes!

"He really likes Ye Qiao! Don't worry, I won't let him help that woman again!" Mo Qian said indignantly, and the last sentence was said with finality!

Mo Shen actually loves Ye Qiao? !

Guo Meiying was shocked when she heard him say that. No wonder Mr. Mo was willing to spend more than 600 million to buy Ye Qiao's land that day!

However, with Mo Qian's second half of the sentence, Guo Meiying felt much more at ease!

——

"Mo Qian! If you bully Ye Qiao again, I will never let you go!" In the early morning, the man in a long gown glared at the motionless man lying on the bed and warned him sternly.

"You're becoming more and more mischievous!" He left after saying this.

"Master Mo!" As soon as Mo Shen went out, a servant was waiting at the door.

"What's going on?"

"Replying to Master Mo, the man who was thrown into the wolf pen has gone crazy! He's been howling all day long, even imitating the howl of a wolf! He's also covered in wounds!"

Mo Shen listened to the servant's words, his brows furrowed, his face filled with indignation, "This is all Mo Qian's fault! Send him back home quietly!"

"Okay!"

Mo Shen took the scissors and went to the bonsai pots again, trimming them. The breeze blew, and the red Mansa pearl flowers exuded a strange fragrance. "If you do something wrong again, I will cut off all your flowers!"

He muttered to himself, gritting his teeth in hatred.

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On this day, the board of directors of Huayuan Group was once again held in the conference hall of a five-star hotel. These directors were all invited by Guo Meiying from all over the world in order to re-elect a new chairman and CEO!

Outside the conference hall, there were reporters surrounding it.

Unlike the cheerful look she had last time, Guo Meiying wore plain clothes this time, with light makeup and a gloomy expression.

"Ms. Guo, is it true that Mr. Qiao Pu is terminally ill?" A reporter asked when he saw Guo Meiying coming over.

Guo Meiying stamped her feet, her eyes reddening. "Thank you all for your concern, my husband is indeed ill. From now on, it will be up to me, a woman, to shoulder the heavy burden of Huayuan!"

She looked very sad.

At this time, Qiao Sheng pushed Qiao Pu, who was sitting in a wheelchair and seemed to be in good spirits, towards this side. Ye Qiao was accompanying him, and Ye Qiao was supporting old lady Qiao.

The ten points of shares given by her grandmother are still in her hands, and she is also one of the directors of Huayuan.

The reporter saw that Qiao Pu came in a wheelchair, which further confirmed the rumors on the Internet!

They hurried forward to interview Qiao Pu, but were stopped by Qiao Sheng.

"Please forgive me, everyone! My father will not accept any interviews until the board meeting is over!" Qiao Sheng said in a deep voice. He was wearing a neat Zhongshan suit today. Like his father, he was still graceful and gentlemanly.

They finally squeezed into the meeting room.

The double doors of the conference room were closed tightly. As soon as the doors were closed, Guo Meiying's sad look just now disappeared instantly.

"Alas, some people, although they have obtained more equity support than me, they are not that lucky! In the end, they have to trouble all the old directors to hold this meeting again!" Guo Meiying said sarcastically.

"Ms. Guo, please speak frankly!" Ye Qiao was still dignified and had a strong aura as he looked at Guo Meiying who was sitting diagonally opposite him.

Guo Meiying smiled unceremoniously, her eyes sweeping over the indignant Old Lady Qiao, Qiao Pu in the wheelchair, and then the gloomy Qiao Sheng...

She took out Qiao Pu's examination report from her bag.