"Hiss, how pretentious?"

A sarcastic voice suddenly sounded behind Su Yiren. The female voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and most people in the classroom heard it, causing those who were watching the excitement to laugh softly.

It was pretentious enough.

But almost everyone present was smart, and they were just watching the show for fun, so no one said it out loud.

This girl is so straightforward that she is stupid.

Su Yiren glanced to the side and saw a short-haired woman sitting behind her.

She had delicate and gorgeous facial features, and the upturned corners of her eyes revealed a bit of wildness. Seeing Su Yiren looking at her, she ruffled her short hair and leaned against the wall, "Am I right?"

"It makes sense."

Su Yiren was not a person who would hide anything, and responded very naturally.

The short-haired woman was stunned at first, as if she had not expected that she would dare to be so unrestrained and ostentatious in public, but then she smiled, "Interesting!"

It's rare to have the same interests!

The man who spoke first glared at her, "What's interesting and boring? Can't you see that the Mo guy is bullying others!"

"I came late and didn't see it," the short-haired woman spread her hands and jokingly looked at Lin Wan who was glaring at her secretly, "I only saw her hypocrisy."

Then she imitated it in a coquettish voice, "Hey, stop arguing, stop arguing~~"

Before she finished speaking, the short-haired woman couldn't help gagging, "It's killing me!"

Everyone laughed.

Lin Wan hated it secretly and clenched her back teeth.

With the short-haired woman's interruption, the hostility towards Mo Jingchuan dissipated a lot.

But when the Rolex man looked at Lin Wan, whose eyes were red from crying, he suddenly stood up and said angrily: "It is a fact that he bullied Lin Wan, and he must apologize to Lin Wan!"

"Oh? Do you think you are worthy?"

The cold and majestic voice was full of oppression. Mo Jingchuan raised his eyelids and looked at the man indifferently, with a hint of ruthlessness when a superior looks down on ants. The

man's face flushed red.

But the eyes of the other men became embarrassed and angry, staring at Mo Jingchuan.

Too arrogant!

Su Yiren held his forehead, Mo Jingchuan is really good at bringing trouble to himself?

He won't feel good unless he is beaten, right?

"As expected, it's Mo Jingchuan," the short-haired woman complimented him in a vague way. Su Yiren glanced at him, "You seem to be quite familiar with him?"

"I can't say I'm familiar with him, I just know him."

The short-haired woman didn't say much, and Su Yiren didn't ask any more questions. She saw the Rolex man's face turn from red to white, and then from white to purple, and finally to liver color. He finally uttered, "I want to duel with you!"

"Business war? Or physical combat?"

Compared to the man's angry hair, Mo Jingchuan was calm.

Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, he couldn't hide the cold and majestic aura around him, as if everyone should be his subjects who submit to him.

The eyes of those female classmates lit up again.

Master Mo is so cool!

I like him so much!

"Tsk, these crazy girls, how can Mo Jingchuan be a man they can easily get?"

The short-haired woman made another classic comment.

Su Yiren nodded in agreement.

Mo Jingchuan was cold and ruthless, with 1800 tricks in his mind, but none of them were used for love. Any young girl or young wife who dared to get close to him would definitely end up in tragedy.

"Hey, sister, we really get along well. My name is Zhang Fengfeng, what's yours?"

"Su Zi."

The short-haired woman shook hands with Su Zi enthusiastically, her smile as bright as a flame, "Let me tell you, this Mo Jingchuan is very powerful. If you go back and search for some information about him, you will know his cold and ruthless methods."

"I know."

The mottled shadows of the trees outside the window fell in, covering Su Yiren's smile, "I am Mo's secretary."

"Ah? Then you..."

"After leaving Mo's, I am free."

Su Yiren looked at what was happening over there with Mo Jingchuan, and the short-haired woman gave her a thumbs up from the bottom of her heart, "Sister, you are so elegant!"

Not everyone can calmly watch their boss having fun and join in the fun.

Unless they don't want to do it anymore.   "Let's fight

one-on-one!"

The Rolex man roared angrily. Mo Jingchuan raised his sword-like eyebrows, and the indifference turned into a strong sarcasm, "What, you want to take my life while I'm sick?" "Let's arm wrestle!"   I don't know who came up with the idea, Lin Wan sobbed, "Pang Hao, don't go..."   "He's going too far!"   The Rolex man, that is, Pang Hao, stood up and walked quickly to Mo Jingchuan, and said in a stern voice: "An open man does not do shady things. I won't take advantage of you because you have a lame leg. Let's arm wrestle!"   "Come on."   Mo Jingchuan was also unambiguous.   The diamond buttons on his sleeves were unbuttoned, and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing his strong biceps. Although they were not as strong as Pang Hao's, they were also strong and powerful.   The women's discussions sounded again.   Just wandering around on the muscles.   Su Yiren leaned against the window, not saying a word, and watched the show with a calm expression.   Although Mo Jingchuan's leg was injured, it did not hinder his wrist strength. Pang Hao was strong and sturdy. As soon as the two of them started fighting, they were evenly matched and stalemate.   Those who watched the excitement gathered around and cheered loudly.

Zhang Fengfeng and Su Yiren, who were outside the circle of people, said, "Don't you care at all whether your boss wins or loses?"