"It's not strange. I just want you to be happy."

Mo Jingchuan blinked at her with a faint smile in his eyes. "If you don't take this opportunity to curse back, you'll be at a loss, okay?"

"Then I have to go in person," Su Yiren originally planned to make a scene at the board meeting, but she didn't expect Mo Jingchuan to take the initiative to stand on her side.

After calming down, she said in a cold voice: "It's okay to say that I'm unworthy of the position, but I want to know, what are you objecting to?"

"Because we are directors of Mo's!"

The eldest uncle of the Jia family angrily slammed the table, causing the other old men to nod in agreement.

Su Yiren found it funny. "What's your last name, Jia? Wouldn't it be better if you were to be more lenient? It's not your son who is looking for a wife, why should you interfere?"

Luo Qiong at the door nodded vigorously. Yes, yes, that's right!

Zi Jie'er is so beautiful!

"Listen, listen! What nonsense are you talking about!"

The eldest uncle of the Jia family was furious and yelled, "Although Jingchuan is not my son, we all treat him as a younger generation and love him. We will never allow a woman like you who is smoky and seductive to harm him!"

"Are you stupid?"

Su Yiren's eyes were cold, looking at him with contempt and pity, "Mo Jingchuan is not a member of your Jia family in life, and he is not a ghost of your Jia family in death. Why do you care about other people's business? If you have that time, you might as well take care of your useless children in your Jia family."

"Or do you always want to regard yourself as someone else's elder when your own useless person is hopeless?"

"Why don't you find that people become more shameless as they get older?"

"If you are not convinced, why don't you change your last name to Mo?"

She spoke one sentence after another, her red lips were sharper than a razor blade, and the eldest uncle of the Jia family was furious. He trembled and covered his chest, unable to speak.

The old men probably shared the same hatred and were also angry.

The younger ones were laughing in the back.

In the past, the board of directors' meetings were dull and boring, all listening to the old guys repeating the same old tunes, playing tricks with their old hearts. This way of communicating freely and openly was refreshing.

But there was one drawback. It was

a bit wasteful for the old man.

"She's getting more and more outrageous! Jingchuan, why don't you do something about it?"

The eldest uncle of the Jia family retreated, and the fourth uncle followed closely, scolding with a stern face: "Look for yourself, which famous lady is this kind of person? It's embarrassing!"

"I don't care, I just like her to hit back the dog that bites her."

Mo Jingchuan didn't stop until he said something shocking, and he immediately stated his position. The old men who heard it started to curse at him, and the young people were surprised.

Mr. Mo is really good, he is really strong, and wants to get rid of the control of the old men?

"Mo Jingchuan, you are just confused!"

The fourth uncle did not say anything. The other old man pointed at him tremblingly and shouted, "If you are stubborn, don't blame us for reporting this to the Mo family!"

They were able to support Mo Jingchuan to the top, and now they can also pull him down!

"Whatever you want."

Mo Jingchuan looked indifferent and was not moved at all.

Su Yiren frowned and looked at him, then suddenly said to the old man: "If you have anything to say, just come to me. What does it have to do with him?"

"Why are you so anxious? You will cry someday!"

The old man glared at her fiercely, making Su Yiren laugh in anger. She raised her hand and smashed the teacup accurately in front of the old man, sneering in the flying tea, "I can bully him, you guys try to bully him!"

She would not call her Su Yiren until they were pissed to death!

"You, you!"

The old man was struck in the face with a chill through his heart, with tea leaves hanging on his hair and dripping down his hair. He was like a chicken in soup, and was so angry that he fell down on the chair, his lips trembling, "You are a wet woman, you, you..." "

What are you stuttering about?"

Su Yiren glanced at her with cold eyes, "Why, are you going to be angry to death?"

The old man pointed at her tremblingly, already gasping for breath.

Su Yiren sneered, "It's good to be angry to death, and there will be one less person hostile to me in the world. It's best if you all lie down together, and then Mo Jingchuan and I can do whatever we want."

"What a vicious woman!"

The fourth uncle of the Jia family slammed the table and said in a loud voice: "Mo Jingchuan, can't you see her true face!"

"Vicious? I think this idea is good."

Mo Jingchuan answered casually.

The narrow and long phoenix looked at Su Yiren without blinking, and was reluctant to move away for a while. If what she said was true, how great would it be?

He would let her bully him alone, okay?

In the future, they will be fine, and no one can interfere with them, okay?

"What are you looking at? Turn around!"

Su Yiren turned around suddenly, staring at him with her round almond eyes.

"Stingy, you can't even look at me," Mo Jingchuan muttered, and a hint of resentment suddenly appeared in his narrow eyes, "You scold him, and I look at you. Is this the decision, okay?"

"Turn around, or I'll beat you up."

Su Yiren was really not used to being stared at by his hot and sad eyes, and always had a creepy feeling. She

raised her arm, pretending to give him a big pen bag, but he took the initiative to put that handsome face under her palm, "Hit here, and you are not allowed to hit me and leave after you're done."