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Chapter 288 I hope my love can support everything for you

Chu Zixiao stood on the balcony of the room, with cigarettes in his hand one after another, and in the ashtray beside him, there were even more cigarette butts...

He tried to numb himself with cigarettes, but it didn't work... He had never felt sober in his mind before, so that the information he saw in that villa was completely in his mind.

Because of the competition with Gu Mohuai, Yujing Lakeside was the start-up capital, and he was responsible for the project that had full authority... He used a strategy to hand over the development rights of Yujing Lakeside to the Chu Group, which is his father's company.

Later, he took advantage of the internal problems of Yuanda Construction, which caused the capital chain to break, and was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he forced Jian Zhanfeng to death...

The whole process is just a dark game within a wealthy family, and there are even some things that make people unable to understand.

However, Chu Zixiao is a lawyer...

As a famous criminal defense, he needs to some extent to conduct the most calm analysis of many evidence or cases.

That information, all the events and characters are connected seamlessly. If it is a fake... it is ridiculous!

Who would fake news like this?

To put it bluntly, the law can't even deal with Gu Beichen. In the end, the emperor's lawyer team will bite back... After all, there is no evidence.

What is the final result?

The person who gave him information... did he let Jian Mo and Gu Beichen misunderstand and separate?

Wouldn't it be too ridiculous...

Although, this purpose was what he hoped for!

Chu Zixiao twisted the cigarette butts into the ashtray with some anxiety. He looked at the cigarette butts full of the ashtray and his vision became deeper...

From childhood to adulthood, he can be said to have been smooth sailing.

But since he met Jian Mo in his life, his life seems to have greater expectations...but, such expectations are now broken.

Chu Zixiao slowly clenched his hand, his eyes getting deeper, as deep as an ancient well, with gloomyness in the dryness.

No matter how long the night is, it will pass, no matter how many dirty things are hidden inside.

The next day, when dawn came, the dawn paved the east sky, and it was destined to be another day of extraordinaryness.

"Tsk tsk, what does it mean to be sad when joy leads to sorrow?" Duni said sneered, "This is..." She pointed to the news in the newspaper and glanced arrogantly, "If Jian Mo was really Yuanda's daughter, tsk tsk, that picture is too beautiful... I can't even imagine it!"

"Ni Ni, you're too hurt..." someone said immediately, but his face was full of gloating smiles.

"It's not that I'm hurting... This newspaper said so, I'll just explain it." Duni shrugged her shoulders with her arms around her chest, and raised her chin slightly, "Besides, some people... have their eyes higher than their tops, and they are too arrogant. God can't even see them!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a heavy voice came, exuding anger, shocking the gossiped women.

"Fuck!" Nobita swears, "Dunny, your mouth is so dirty, does your mother know?"

"Nobita, what do you mean?" Duni immediately glared.

Nobita snorted coldly, "It means... I will pay it back sooner or later!" After the words, he snorted coldly, "Don't think that no one else knows what he is doing, and he still has the face to tell others' right and wrong here!"

He snorted coldly again, withdrew his gaze sarcastically under Duni's uncertain face, and then looked at the head of the marketing department, "The folder contains several interior designs for this period, please... make an appointment with the owner!"

After saying that, Nobita looked at Duni again with warning, then turned around and left...

It was not until Nobita left that Duni gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "What's the matter... a broken otaku, you deserve to be unable to catch up with Mo Xiaoya!"

Nobita went upstairs, and the people in the design department were also whispering the news...

Everyone wants to know if Jian Mo has something to do with Yuanda, but no one dares to ask.

Whenever Xiang Wan passed by Jian Mo's office, his little face twisted...

It was already awful enough that the emperor gave up the power, but now this one is still happening... Can't Sister Mo have a good man to love her?

Xiang Wan walked to Sun Ke with his shoulders down, "Sister Ke, why do you think Sister Mo is so unlucky?"

"Do your own thing!" Sun Ke looked at Jian Mo's office, "Momo is so annoying now. You are still wearing a face, so Sister Mo can see it. Don't you have to be even more annoying?"

With a 'ding' sound, the sound of the elevator coming.

Xiang Wan and Sun Ke subconsciously looked over there, and saw the courier in the flower room coming over, "Jian Mo's flower, please sign for it."

Xiangwan's eyes lit up. When Sun Ke signed for the sign, she raised her eyebrows and said, "I'll go and make Sister Mo happy." After that, she had already carried the bouquet of roses to Jian Mo's office.

"Sister Mo..." Xiang Wan knocked on the door and walked in, "Your admirer Hua is here again!" She handed the flower forward, "This anonymous man is really persistent. You and Mr. Chen have made it public, and they are even given..." She smiled and shook her head, "Tsk tsk, Mr. Chen is under a lot of pressure!"

Jian Mo smiled with a pursed lips, took the flower, took out the card inside, and looked at the powerful words on it...

——What is the flower language of roses?

Jian Mo was slightly stunned. As a woman, she didn't seem to know much about these things. "What is the flower language of roses?" She subconsciously looked at Xiang Wan and asked.

Xiang Wan lay on the desk, looking pleased, "I miss you love..."

After a moment of "teng", Jian Mo's face turned slightly red. Then he took out his cell phone and sent Gu Beichen: I miss love!

Mr. Gu: Oh... So you miss me quite a bit?

Jian Mo was stunned and immediately annoyed: childish!

Gu Beichen raised his thin lips and his slender fingers slid across the screen: Public opinion can crush people to death, I hope my love can support everything for you!

Jian Mo's nose became sore in an instant. Looking at Gu Beichen's text message, she felt that... there was no hurdle that she couldn't overcome!

Xiangwan kept paying attention to Jian Mo's dynamics and expressions. After a while, she asked in a daze: "Sister Mo, you don't know who the person who sent the flowers, right?"

"Anonymous..." Jian Mo Mo Ling replied with silly, seeing Xiang Wan's face full of confusion, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

Xiangwan didn't have a moment of turning around. Before he could think deeply, he heard Jian Mo say, "Have Xiaoran's interior design not finished yet?"

"It's said that it can be done today." Xiang Wan replied subconsciously.

"Although it's slow, I looked at the prototype last time, it's good..." Jian Mo said, "I'll discuss the design drawings of the exhibition center with Andy. Do you want to see if there is any problem with Xiaoran's finishing?"

"Oh..." Xiangwan responded, and then walked out...

When the person left the door, he suddenly remembered that he had just been brought by Jian Mo and asked who was the one who sent the flowers?
Chapter completed!
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