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Chapter 9 Silly White Sweet

Wen Qing's eyes were red, and she was pitiful but also a little stubborn, "Now the whole Internet is calling me a clown, are you happy?"

Mo Wenchu ​​said as if she suddenly realized something, but she seemed confused, "Miss Wen, if I remember correctly, it was you who reached out to hit someone. You should know the consequences of your own crimes.

Yes, with such indiscriminate accusations, do you expect me to spoil you?"

She finally understood why she disliked Wen Qing, the heroine, from the beginning. Wen Qing's character was more than weak, but not stubborn enough. When mixed together, it was hypocrisy. Following the consistent saying, whoever is weak is justified, cry and you will fall.

A few tears can provide shelter. How can this be a yandere? She is clearly a fool.

Gee, he and the arrogant and narcissistic Gu Jue are really a match made in heaven!

"If you really feel aggrieved, go to Gu Jue. He will definitely pamper you in every possible way."

Mo Wenchu ​​was too lazy to pay attention to Wen Qing, who was complaining about everything. She turned around and left. Unexpectedly, she saw Mo Ziyao face to face. Mo Ziyao looked behind her curiously and raised her eyebrows high, "Isn't that Wen Qing, sister?"

Mo Ziyao looked Wen Qing up and down and curled her lips, "I don't know who to show to someone with such virtue."

"None of my business."

Mo Wenchu ​​shrugged nonchalantly, finally seeing her target, her face lit up with joy, and she hurriedly walked towards him across the crowd.

Xiang Wenyu was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, with long bangs that barely covered his right eye. When he saw her, he still had a neither happy nor sad expression, and calmly said, "I only have twenty minutes, please keep your story short."

"It's too noisy here, go to the private room."

Mo Wenchu ​​took his arm with one hand and walked forward. Xiang Wenyu glanced at the white and long fingers on her arm. She breathed suddenly for a few beats. Although her face was not obvious, her ears turned red quickly, and she couldn't bear it.

He endured it and finally did not throw her hand away.

Mo Wenchu ​​had an exclusive box in Meise. The two of them sat in, and the dim light exuded an ambiguous smell. The air in the originally empty space became thinner for some reason. Because they were so close, Xiang Wenyu could smell her.

The light smell of perfume exuded, his breathing was subconsciously long, and his body was so stiff that he didn't dare to move.

Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Did you hear what I was saying?"

Xiang Wenyu coughed awkwardly, his face still tense, "Sorry."

"You have to work here part-time at night after a busy day. It's really hard for you. I understand."

Xiang Wenyu wanted to deny it, but his mouth was bulging, but he didn't say a word. If he denied it, how could he explain his confusion?

"Your book "First Love" is excellent. There is a lack of such stories in the film and television industry right now, so I think we should make good use of it." Mo Wenchu ​​paused, "Will you cooperate with me?"

"That book is yours..."

"What virtues do I have that I don't know yet? Xiang Wenyu, don't you want to see your book made into a movie and put on the big screen?"

Xiang Wenyu's breathing became tense, and his blood even boiled. He stared at Mo Wenchu's dark and bright eyes. There was no bluffing, no calculation, only expectation. Should he believe her?

"May I?"

"Of course, Su will invest in this movie, and you will become a big hit." Mo Wenchu ​​was extremely confident. Of course she was confident. After all, she knew that this book would be very popular later, so she might as well take advantage of it now.

Instead of letting Mo Changshan invest money in the ungrateful Zhang brothers and be cheated, it would be better to invest in this movie and negotiate with Xiang Wenyu so that she can temporarily put her heart hanging in her throat back into her stomach.

You will become popular... These four simple words seemed too heavy to add to the nameless person, but he really couldn't ignore Mo Wenchu's serious eyes.

Not encouragement, but affirmation.

But people are wary. After all, he has been deceived by Mo Wenchu's sweet words too many times. The fiery mood at the beginning slowly cooled down, and his eyes returned to deathly gray again, "You bought that book, you can do whatever you want."

What do you want to do?"

"Then it's settled. I'll come back to you after I've drawn up the contract."

As soon as Mo Wenchu's cheerful voice fell, the door of the box was violently kicked open from the outside, and Gu Jue appeared in front of her with a fierce look, his deep and cold eyes sweeping towards her like a sharp sword.

“Miss Mo’s nightlife is really colorful!”

Not sure whether she was frightened by Gu Jue's scary eyes or his gloomy voice, Mo Wenchu ​​shrank back subconsciously, and almost at the same time, she blocked Xiang Wenyu's body in front, with obvious protective intentions.

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Of course, their little actions could not escape Gu Jue's eyes, and a certain thought in his heart was verified. This woman is really amorous! She woke up from his bed in the morning, hooked up with Shao Xuan in the evening, and now there is a man protecting her!

"Gu Jue?" Mo Wenchu ​​frowned, secretly thinking that the world is too small, why is he here? And he kicked in through the snowstorm? This posture is a bit like "catching an adulterer"? Could he have kicked in the wrong door?

Bar?

Gu Jue's men picked up Xiang Wenyu and pushed him out of the box.

"Gu Jue, he is innocent. Why don't you come at me!"

"Oh, at this time, you still don't forget to protect other men?" Gu Jue grabbed the front of her clothes with his big palm and pulled her fiercely in front of him.

Because of the convenience, Mo Wenchu ​​only wore a pullover T-shirt. Now that he pulled her like this, her chest glowed. She asked angrily, "Why are you so crazy?"

"Mo Wenchu!" He bit her name one word at a time and asked sternly, "Where is Qing'er?"

Mo Wenchu ​​just felt baffled that she kicked in the door angrily because of his stupidity? She wasn't a GPS, how could she know Wen Qing's location?

"If you don't like your own girlfriend, who do you want it from? I don't have one!"

"Mo Wenchu! Don't toast me and you'll be fined if you don't eat!"

"You call her, let go, your clothes will be torn." Mo Wenchu ​​kept waving and struggling.

Gu Jue put his hands on her arms, turned around and pushed her against the wall, approaching her condescendingly, his threatening tone full of anger, "Her cell phone is turned off, don't play tricks! What the hell are you doing to Qing'er?"

Where did you take it?"

"It's just baffling. How do I know where Wen Qing is?"

His strength was very strong, and his arms were pressed tightly, which made Mo Wenchu ​​gasp in pain.

"When she called me for help, she said that your people took her away!"

Mo Wenchu ​​suddenly became quiet. She sent someone to take Wen Qing away. Just when she was about to deny it, she suddenly remembered Mo Ziyao's calculating eyes just now. Her breath was stagnant and she hurriedly said, "Maybe...
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