Chapter 9 The Little White Flower Secretary Who Was Forced to Take the Position (9)
Under Mo Yixiu's warning gaze, the waiter beside him walked up quickly and politely but firmly "invited" Lu Renjia to leave the second floor.
After dealing with the person who had just annoyed him, Mo Yixiu raised the corners of his lips as usual.
At this moment, he no longer cared about the reason for his somewhat inexplicable behavior just now, but cast his gaze at Qingwu who was standing not far away without hesitation or concealment.
But Qingwu didn't even look at him.
What just happened clearly happened to her, but she seemed to be completely out of it, her mind completely distracted.
At this moment, those beautiful eyes were staring straight at a box in front of them. Somehow, the corners of her eyes gradually turned red.
Mo Yixiu frowned and followed Qingwu's gaze.
Just at this moment, a waiter passed by the door of the box and gently pushed the door open, causing the originally closed door to open slightly.
In the exposed corner, Qian Nanyu was kneeling on the sofa in the corner, with his shirt half taken off, wagging his tail like a dog and begging for mercy at the young lady in front of him who was dressed in luxurious clothes.
With delicate makeup and jewellery-covered hands, she stretched out her hand as if to reward him, and Qian Nanyu immediately kissed her impatiently.
There was no trace of arrogance in front of her, it was disgusting and nauseating.
Qing Wu, who was watching all this quietly not far away, seemed to be cast under a mysterious spell of immobilization. She stood stiffly in place, motionless.
Qingwu bit her lower lip lightly, her body trembling slightly, and her rosy and plump lips became even more charming and tempting.
Mo Yixiu just stared at Qingwu silently, watching the world in her eyes gradually collapse, watching her helplessness and brokenness, it was sad and touching.
It makes people feel distressed, but also a fierce emotion arises for no reason.
What could possibly make such a beauty sad?
"Your boyfriend?" A faint voice sounded.
Mo Yixiu sneered, "What kind of dirty stuff is this?"
He looked at the girl's ordinary clothes and frowned.
The plain dress was only supported by the girl's appearance, but she deserved to wear the most gorgeous and exquisite clothes and wear dazzling jewelry.
You dress nicely yourself, but only let your girlfriend wear this kind of clothes?
He is ugly and stingy, and he hangs out with rich women. He does all these messy and disgusting things and is good for nothing.
Why does he do that?
Mo Yixiu gritted his teeth and reminded her, "You should change your boyfriend."
But Qingwu still did not respond to him, but was immersed in her own thoughts.
The surrounding noise seemed to be infinitely amplified at this moment. The drumbeats of the music hit her heart heavily one after another, and the laughter of people became the cruelest background music at this moment.
Qingwu's eyes were full of disbelief and pain, her eyes gradually lost focus, and she seemed insecure without her glasses.
But soon, her body's more dangerous reaction made her even more panicked...
It was not until this time that Mo Yixiu noticed that there seemed to be some problem with one of the girl's eyes.
He couldn't help but frown. Just as he was about to observe further, he found that the girl in front of him was becoming more and more abnormal...
That glass of wine...
The effect of the medicine was like a surging and unstoppable tide, raging wildly in Qingwu's body.
Her consciousness gradually became blurred, as if she had fallen into a hazy dream.
I just felt that my body was burning hot, as if there were thousands of tiny flames running wildly in my blood vessels, the burning was unbearable.
The originally clear eyes were now covered by a thin layer of mist, making the vision hazy and blurred.
Her snow-white cheeks were flushed with a blush like the colorful clouds in the sky, making her look delicate and charming.
——Such a delicate and charming look is really too alluring.
Mo Yixiu, who usually wears a gentle mask, was standing not far away, his eyes behind the lenses deep and gloomy.
He involuntarily contracted his finger bones, and suddenly felt that the button that was originally tightly fastened to the top of the collar seemed a little too tight, making it a little difficult for him to breathe.
The slender fingers like bamboo slowly rose and gently moved to the collar. The fingertips were slightly bent and deftly hooked the delicate and small button.
With a little force, I heard a slight "click" sound and the first button on the collar opened.
As the buttons were undone, a small piece of skin with a healthy wheat color was instantly exposed to the air, emitting a faint warm scent.
And the delicate collarbone with graceful and smooth lines was faintly visible in front of Qingwu's eyes.
Mo Yixiu narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and his eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyelids.
That face that always gave people the impression of being gentle, elegant, and pure, at this moment actually revealed a bit of subtle evil charm and insolence, as if the fire of desire hidden beneath the calm surface had finally found a breakthrough and was about to burst out.
At this moment, Qing Wu suddenly felt her legs go weak and she staggered forward a few steps, her steps seeming a little unsteady.
Out of instinct, she was eager to find an object or person to support herself so as not to fall to the ground.
Mo Yixiu just looked at her like that.
As if bewitched, Qingwu staggered and pounced straight towards him.
At this moment, her slender arms were like two soft vines, tightly wrapped around Mo Yixiu's strong waist, and her entire delicate body leaned weakly into his broad and warm arms.
Mo Yixiu readily hugged Qingwu, seeming a little surprised by this sudden situation, but the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up in an imperceptible arc.
At this time, Mo Yixiu slowly lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on the face of the beauty in his arms, whose face looked even more charming and attractive due to the effect of the medicine.
His fiery gaze lingered on her delicate features for a moment before slowly moving down her snow-white neck.
Finally, he slowly raised one of his big hands, seemingly placing it on the girl's delicate and boneless shoulders with an extremely gentle movement, yet it was as if he was silently declaring to everyone around him a certain sovereignty that belonged exclusively to him in an unquestionable manner.
"Why...why do you treat me like this..." Qingwu muttered these words incoherently, looking at Mo Yixiu in front of her with a dazed and resentful look.
Mo Yixiu paused.
With the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the waiter who was standing not far away, with his head lowered and not daring to even breathe.
Mo Yixiu snorted coldly, took a big step, and without hesitation, picked up Qingwu by the waist, letting her lie completely horizontally in his strong arms compared to his petite body.
"Go tell your boss that since there are private rooms on the second floor, they should strictly control the identities of people coming in and out, and not let in just anyone." Mo Yixiu said this coldly as he strode towards the door with Qingwu in his arms, without even turning his head.
"Yes... Mr. Mo."
In this area, who would dare to go against the wishes of Mr. Mo of the Mo Group?
Mo Yixiu thought secretly that it was time to teach the Lu family a lesson and educate their descendants well.
If the education at home is not good enough, send them abroad and let them focus on the right path.
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