CEO, Where Are You Looking At!

"Why?" Mo Qing doesn't understand why Ye Beichen, a shrewd businessman, would do such a loss making business.

Ye Beichen bent over, lowered his head and printed it on Mo Qing's lips, pecked it gently and said slightly bewitchingly: "because I'm gambling, you'll be reluctant to divorce me in the end."

Of course, he won't give her a chance to divorce.

Mo Qing raised her head and was facing the dark eyes of Beichen at night. Her pupils reflected her appearance, stunned and surprised.

I remember someone once said that although money can't measure whether a man loves you or not, when the amount accumulates to a certain extent, it can be comparable to affectionate money.

Mo Qing had to admit that at this moment, her heartbeat missed several shots and almost fell into those affectionate eyes.

"I'm afraid you'll lose miserably."

Mo Qing hooks her lips and smiles charmingly.

Slightly narrowed eyes, but some dare not look at Ye Beichen again.

Ye Beichen just smiled and didn't refute. He covered Mo Qing with his exaggerated suit jacket, blocking the large scenery in front of her chest. Only a white skirt was exposed on the outside of the suit, so he couldn't see whether it looked good or not.

They left the room in silence and went to the elevator. Mo Qing saw her hair through the reflective glass.

The hair on the left side is braided into a fishbone braid, which is pulled up high and fixed together with the remaining hair. It is simple and generous with a hint of playfulness. It's really good.

"Unexpectedly, the president of night University will also knit his hair?" Mo Qing mocked, but one hand couldn't help wiping the hair behind her head.

When she was a child, her mother often said that a girl's hair was curled up by her future husband, so she didn't allow any man to touch her hair since childhood, so she used to find a female hairdresser and stylist and refused a man to curl her hair. Unexpectedly, ye Beichen became the first man to curl her hair.

"My girlfriend is quite unruly. I can't help it."

Night Beichen smiles.

The tenderness in her eyes melted the ice cold all over her body, which was the appearance Mo Qing had never seen before. I don't know why Mo Qing's heart crossed a touch of acid, which was very astringent.

"That girl is really lucky to be so infatuated by the president of night University."

Ironic words, inexplicably with a trace of acidity, Mo Qing is particularly aware of it.

Night Beichen looked in his eyes, and the tenderness in his eyes became more and more. He said sweetly, "it's my luck to meet her."

He did not expect that the similar voice was really the little angel he never forgot when he was a child.

He still remembers that she asked him to help her set her hair, but he tied his hands and feet for a long time and didn't set it well. Therefore, she despised him and said that he would never marry a daughter-in-law in the future.

After that, although he lost her news, he was still used to buying all kinds of wigs and contacting how to curl her hair. Now he finally curled up her long hair. Looking at her sour face, he really thought she was very cute. He wanted to kiss her now and tell her that he had been practicing how to curl her hair in order to curl her long hair one day.

Unfortunately, the time is not right now. He needs the fish to fall into his trap completely.

Therefore, the two people fell into embarrassment again because of a cross hair topic. Until they got out of the elevator and were surrounded by reporters again, ye Beichen stretched out his long arm and encircled Mo Qing in his arms again.

With previous experience, these reporters did not chase and ask questions this time, but surrounded the two people within a certain range and kept taking their group photos.

But the reporters did not embarrass the two people. Ye Meijiao, who had been waiting for a long time, did not intend to let them go.

"Yebeichen, are you crazy? Is it disgusting and dirty to rob your nephew's fiancee? Aren't you afraid of chaos Night Meijiao shouted.

That sad look, after not winning the Oscar, is really inferior.

The corner of Ye Beichen's mouth pulled out an arc similar to a smile and looked down at the man in his arms: "someone said you were disgusting and dirty?"

"Ah? I only followed one man. Why is it disgusting and dirty? " Mo Qing looked like a fuss. She looked up and saw ye Meijiao. She suddenly remembered: "don't you change your male partner every night like some people? Is it dirty to pack a cowherd every day?"

"You..." Yemei was so delicate that she couldn't speak.

Mo Qing continued: "you have to testify to me! Although I have an engagement with Gao Yunjing, President Gao is really difficult to hide in some aspects, so he is the only man from beginning to end! "

Mo Qing stood on tiptoe and kissed Ye Beichen on the cheek.

The reporters' eyes lit up for a moment, and regardless of the deterrence of Beichen at night, they pointed their microphones at Mo Qing and scrambled to ask:

"Miss Mo, what are you talking about?"

"Miss Mo, did you choose president Ye because of President Gao's illness?"

"How is President Gao's condition?"

"Miss Mo, tell us!"

……

"That's enough, Mo Qing. Don't talk nonsense. We have a good Cloud View! There's nothing you say. "

Night Meijiao roared.

Mo Qing looked frightened and echoed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just said the wrong thing. President Gao is not ill. There's nothing wrong. Don't talk nonsense."

A frightened look, anyone who sees it, is threatened by night Meijiao.

Such a child fell into the eyes of Ye Meijiao, but made her spit blood. She looked at the woman in front of her fiercely. Why didn't she find her so articulate before?

I scolded them a thousand times in my heart, but yemeijiao with a reasonable smile said to the reporters present: "you heard it, too. Just now it was just miss Mo joking. I hope you don't take it seriously. I don't want to see any report about Jing Yun tomorrow."

Obviously, they were threatening the reporters present. Although they were angry, they also knew that the Gao family was not easy to provoke and chose to swallow it.

Of course, she wouldn't let her go so easily. Mo Qing, with innocence on her face, approached Ye Beichen and carefully pulled his sleeve: "Chen, did I say something wrong?"

He looked down at her clear eyes, but he could see the furthest cunning from them. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, a smile of meaning, and rubbed her hair with big hands: "good, what you said is just the truth. Besides, a man can't do that place. It's really a headache..."

Seeing that she wanted to make this matter big, he deserved to add a fire. Obviously, his fire completely ignited all the reporters present.