Chapter 24 The Little White Flower Secretary Who Was Forced to Take the Position (24)
Wearing a pair of thick black-framed glasses that tightly covered most of her face, a barely perceptible glint suddenly flashed in Mo Yixiu's eyes.
It turns out that this is how she is usually, which is why she doesn't stand out in the crowd.
But Mo Yixiu didn't know why, even so, he felt that the clear and beautiful glow made him happy.
And there was a secret joy.
Such a delicate and beautiful flower, others have not yet noticed its true charm, but he has picked it first, and it blooms with the most gorgeous beauty just for him.
Even the slightly old-fashioned and monotonous professional attire, when worn on Qingwu, Mo Yixiu felt that it had a unique charm - charming and graceful, full of charm.
Only he knew how graceful and charming the figure hidden under this dress was.
Mo Yixiu only felt a slight itchiness in his throat.
So when Qingwu slowly turned sideways and asked softly, "Excuse me, what can I do for you?", Mo Yixiu reached out without hesitation and pushed open the car door, then gently but forcefully pulled Qingwu into the back seat.
"Ah..." Qingwu screamed in surprise, and in a blink of an eye, she was sitting steadily on Mo Yixiu's strong and powerful thigh.
The atmosphere in the car's back seat, which was already a bit cramped and crowded, suddenly became heated, as if a blazing, hot and ambiguous flame was wantonly licking the surrounding air.
Her graceful and delicate body was pressed tightly against Mo Yixiu, her cheeks slightly flushed, as tempting as a ripe peach.
Mo Yixiu's hands naturally wrapped around Qingwu's waist, which was so slender that it seemed impossible to hold it in one hand. The warm touch quickly passed through the thin clothes and reached their skin.
The distance between the two was so close that they could even clearly hear each other's heartbeats.
Qingwu's hair fell down in a messy manner, gently brushing against Mo Yixiu's shoulders, bringing a subtle itchy feeling.
Mo Yixiu couldn't help but move his Adam's apple and slightly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Qingwu from beginning to end. Then, he slowly raised his hand and gently took off the black-framed glasses on Qingwu's face.
In an instant, the delicate little face that had been haunting him appeared before his eyes without reservation.
It’s still so comfortable.
Qingwu subconsciously looked at Mo Yixiu. His deep eyes seemed to contain endless tenderness and affection, as well as a surging desire, which was constantly surging and rushing in the depths of his eyes like an undercurrent.
At this moment, the car suddenly bumped slightly, causing their bodies to sway slightly involuntarily.
Qingwu instantly sensed the dangerous aura permeating beneath her.
Her pretty face suddenly turned red.
She wanted to struggle, but was held tightly by Mo Yixiu. His deep and magnetic voice rang in her ears: "Don't move..."
The voice was low and hoarse, as if carrying the lingering warmth of last night.
——Exactly the same as last night.
Qingwu, who was no longer a simple little girl, didn't dare to move at all.
For a moment, the whole space became quiet.
"Break up with him and be with me."
A flash of light flashed behind the gold-rimmed glasses, illuminating the stunned little face of the beauty in front of him.
A hint of obvious displeasure quickly flashed across the man's deep black eyes.
"What? Things have come to this point, and you still don't plan to break up with him?"
Mo Yixiu's brows were furrowed, his tone revealing undisguised dissatisfaction. He felt Qingwu was stubborn and unrepentant. Mo Yixiu handed her a document and said, "Look for yourself, what kind of person is he."
In this way, Qingwu saw the same document for the second time in just one day.
It's an eyesore, don't watch it.
Seeing Qingwu glanced at him and then stopped, Mo Yixiu became even more gloomy and terrifying.
He clenched his teeth tightly, and a strong sense of anger involuntarily surged in his heart.
In his eyes, Qingwu was unwilling to believe that her boyfriend, oh no, her ex-boyfriend, was a scum.
Is she really so devoted to that scumbag?
So, what exactly am I???
In the next second, the delicate little woman blurted out words without thinking that were enough to make him so angry that he vomited blood.
"Mr. Mo, this has nothing to do with you..."
It has nothing to do with him?!
"We were touching each other's skin yesterday, and we were very affectionate. You said it had nothing to do with me?" Mo Yixiu couldn't even control his usually smiling expression. His handsome face was now covered with frost, and even his tone rose unconsciously.
Qing Wu responded timidly, "But Mr. Mo, last night was an accident... In your circle, there must be a lot of such accidents, right?"
Mo Yixiu's face darkened.
He took a deep breath.
"Accident?"
As he spoke, his large hands, which had been resting on Qingwu's slender waist, began to slowly tighten, as if trying to pull her into his body. "I, Mo Yixiu, have never experienced such a so-called accident!"
"Ning Qingwu, you are the first one."
"Be with me and I will give you everything."
A trace of helplessness flashed across her beautiful eyes.
She had heard the same words twice today.
She remained timid and unwilling to give in. "But we've only met once...it's hard not to doubt your intentions..." she muttered.
Hearing Qingwu's question, Mo Yixiu couldn't help but sneer. He clenched his teeth tightly, veins bulged on his forehead, and it was obvious that he was very angry.
His intention?
What happened to one interview? They had already reached the final stage after one interview!
——She doesn’t want to be irresponsible, does she?
Mo Yixiu could never have imagined that there would be a day when he would have to rely on his wealth, status and power to coerce and seduce a woman.
Having been immersed in power and status for a long time, he has long been accustomed to it.
Usually, everything is presented to him even before he has any idea of "wanting".
In his youthful days, when he was still a little green and didn't wear the thick mask he does now, and didn't reveal his feelings.
Whenever he paid more attention to something, someone would immediately rack their brains to find ways to bring that thing to him, trying to please him and gain greater benefits in return.
Over time, he gradually became more and more adept at using masks to hide himself, always wearing that seemingly nonchalant yet stereotyped smile.
In fact, no matter who he faced, his eyes always revealed only three parts of coldness and seven parts of alienation and indifference.
But Qingwu was an exception. Perhaps it was from that fleeting glimpse of Qingwu when he first met her in the bar last night that the desire to possess her had already been ignited deep in his heart.
It was just that his long-term habit of living with a mask forced him to suppress this impulse.
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