President's Single-minded Love

Mo xijue's voice, like chocolate wrapped in cocoa sauce, flows slowly through her heart with a warm sweetness.

She had seen the turn of events before, and could only describe it in a roundabout way.

Imperial group's official microblog released a series of evidence, including the background, motivation and a series of processes of plagiarism, which have been mercilessly exposed.

Those who used to scold xiaonuo have now run to the copycat's microblog to scold.

Plagiarists were forced to delete their original microblogs and turn off comments.

As for Xiao Nuo's fans, from more than 2 million to more than 5 million, she is almost breaking the record of fan growth.

Many fans have left messages saying that they are looking forward to her final works and will always support her.

Yan xiaonuo couldn't turn it over. She just sent a micro blog to thank those who supported her and believed in her. She will continue to work hard to prepare for the final of the design contest.

People began to praise her positive energy, positive, open-minded and so on, indicating that she had changed from road flour to iron powder.

Yan xiaonuo wry smile, but the matter has finally passed, she is in a better mood.

While busy in the kitchen, thinking about the process of imperial group, she always felt a little strange.

So she smiles and says to him gently, "are you tired? I made the soup. "

Mercy decided to let her go and take the initiative to serve the good soup.

After a hard day's hard work, she felt that her stomach was very comfortable when she drank the soup she had cooked by herself.

Seeing him finish the soup, she asked softly, "I read your microblog, but I still don't understand."

"Why don't you understand?" Never looking at her, he wiped the corners of his lips with a wet towel.

"Motivation." Yan xiaonuo a pair of scissors water double pupil looked at Mo Xi Jue's drooping eyes, "although Chen Tingting does not agree with me, why doesn't she personally..."

"Do you know how to kill with a knife?" Never waiting for her to go on, mercy looked up at her and said.

Yan xiaonuo was tight in his heart, "but sooner or later, it's impossible to stop the fire. They should try their best to let me break my teeth and swallow into my stomach, otherwise it will be doomed."

A glimmer of appreciation flashed in his eyes, "you are quite good at analysis."

"I just think there may be a secret behind it." Yan xiaonuo dropped his eyes and said.

After a long time, Messi definitely laughed. "I haven't had enough. Are you going to starve me to death?"

He has the intention to change the topic, which is equivalent to a disguised recognition.

Yan xiaonuo Zheng Zheng Zheng, but do not intend to give up: "you first answer me, you want to eat what I do for you."

Mo xijue's smile solidified on her face, only told her: "sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing, you just need to remember that this matter has passed."

He didn't go to the bottom of the matter, but he couldn't believe the result, let alone let her bear it?

As a parent, he even ordered others to ruin his daughter's future and let others abuse his own daughter. He certainly opened his eyes.

Yan xiaonuo completely misunderstood the meaning of moxijue. She didn't want to ask again, so she had to say, "wait a moment, I'll do it right away."

Mercy knew she was unhappy, but she still chose not to explain.

She was intelligent, and he knew that if he let out a word, she would have a way to make it clear.

"I do it for you." Mercy could only tell her before she went into the kitchen.

For her good?

Yan xiaonuo's figure stopped, he was considering for her?

Eyes with a complex light looking at him, he did not mention the words just now, only said: "want to eat your tomato egg noodles."

His noble stomach is almost her civilian, Yan xiaonuo can't help laughing, temporarily forgetting the unhappiness just now.

The next day Yan xiaonuo went to class and found that everyone looked at her differently.

If we say that in addition to Chen Tingting's group of people always despise her, other students are very friendly to her.

But today, when she came into the classroom, everyone's eyes have been on her body, that kind of envy and jealousy, and a little bit of fear.

Yan xiaonuo began to miss the friendly eyes of her former classmates, which made her feel that she was wearing a mask to look at her, which made her very uncomfortable.

Of course, these people do not include Fu Jingyao. Fu Jingyao is still sincere and frank to her as always, "wanhu, are you ok?"

Yan xiaonuo shook his head, "it's OK."

As soon as her voice fell, the girl sitting in front of her who never looked back gave her a smile: "I knew that you must be innocent

"Yes, yes, we are the best and kindest people in our class. How can we do such a thing?"

"Yes, wanhu, you see, we are all classmates in the same class. This time, Messi will defend you like this. You will have a bright future in the future.""It goes without saying that it must be the director level of imperial group after that."

"By the way, Wan Juan, when you are successful, don't forget us old classmates!"

"People are so valued by Mo Xi Jue, maybe, hee hee..." A classmate's bad smile.

The others all laughed, "if only wan Juan could become the wife of the president of imperial group."

In the sound of self righteous coax, Yan xiaonuo tightly closed his lips without saying a word, his face was ugly.

"Enough!" Fu Jingyao couldn't listen. He clapped his hand on the table and stood up. "What are you talking nonsense about?"

Just now, the elated student was silent for two seconds, but it was only two seconds. Immediately, a female student held her arm and taunted Fu Jingyao, "what? Your good sister has a good home, don't you follow? Or do you want to marry Messier

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yan xiaonuo stood up, faced with a group of people who had changed their faces, he said humbly and contemptuously, "this time, because of the imperial group, Messi will collect evidence to clarify the matter of plagiarism. Don't think it's wrong."

She didn't want to be gossiped about by them about the affair between Mo Xijie and her, nor did she want Fu Jingyao to bear these rumors for her.

"What are you all doing together?" Xuanji's voice rang, "all back to their seats, ready for class."

They all went back to their respective seats, restrained their colorful expressions and began to listen to the class.

Xuanji took a silent look at Yan xiaonuo and began to lecture.

In class, Mrs. Xuanji still asked several questions for Yan xiaonuo to answer.

Of course, the answer was very satisfactory to Mrs. Xuanji, who even gave her a smile and a few words of appreciation.

A class soon ended.

When Yan xiaonuo went to the bathroom, she heard several girls murmuring about her at the door of the bathroom.

"Madame Xuanji only asks her every time, when we are like nonexistent."

"I'm the director of the design department of Empire group. Maybe it's also the inspiration of mexichang."

"Wow, Messi is so handsome and rich that he is the first male god. He likes a freshman."

"You see, this time, she was scolded like that. Moxi was the first one to come forward to help her refute, and also provided evidence."

"I don't see that she has the ability to catch up with messier."

Yan xiaonuo went straight in and coughed heavily.

Several girls heard her cough, immediately terminated the gossip, the expression of a special ugly, extremely embarrassed.

Yan xiaonuo looked at them coldly, and the girls ran back to the classroom.

What a bore!

Yan xiaonuo fiercely abdominal Fei, wash hands next to the washstand before going back to class.

In the next class, she picked up her spirits and continued to listen. After 40 minutes, the class was finally over. However, Mrs. Xuanji asked her out.

Yan xiaonuo went to the appointment immediately.

This time, Madame Xuanji was still waiting for her in the car, but she did not take her back to the mid mountain villa. Yan xiaonuo sat on the copilot and quietly waited for Mrs. Xuanji to speak.

"In a bad mood?" Xuanji said faintly, waiting for her answer, "this is the only way."

"What?"

"The only way to be famous." Xuanji explained, "on the road to success, there are more thorns than flowers."

Yan xiaonuo lowered his head, "you are right."

"Do you blame ah Jue?" Xuanji asked suddenly.

Yan xiaonuo's heart suddenly shrinks. Seeing that Xuanji doesn't speak, she holds her fingers together unnaturally.

"If ah Jue is just an ordinary person, you won't face these troubles today, will you?" Xuanji glanced at her clenched hands and said.

Yan xiaonuo's heart bangs straight jump, strange Mo Xi Jue?

Does she blame him? It seems that there is no, and there seems to be.

Messi decided that he was helping himself. Without him, she was afraid that she would be wronged by everyone.

Xuanji ignored her fierce psychological struggle and continued: "ah never told you all the truth, right? There were problems with that statement, but it was enough for those eager to know the truth. "

When a neglected problem is raised again, it is hard to try to ignore it.

Yan xiaonuo stayed for a long time, only said, "he said this is for my good."

"Don't you, as a victim, have the right to know all this?" "After all, he still thinks you don't have the qualification to know the same thing with him."

She is not qualified. Indeed, she is not qualified at all. He conceals from her. How many things does she hide from him?From their acquaintance to now, she has hardly a word of truth to him, or she is to avoid the heavy, deliberately mislead his thinking.

There must be some ghost in the Empire group. Otherwise, it would not be possible to get her original manuscript so smoothly. For the sake of the reputation of the Empire group, he would choose to hide it.

He conceals everyone, including her, who has been hurt the most.

He is a high-ranking president. She is just a girl of unknown origin. She doesn't blame him because they will be separated one day.

Yan xiaonuo was confused and opened the door, "I still have something to do, go first."

She got out of the car.

Madame Xuanji looked at her back in a hurry. For a long time, she turned her head and sighed.