Chapter 150 The men were angry, very serious. This meeting made Mo Mi feel that it was unprecedentedly long. When the meeting ended and everyone present dispersed, he stopped Li Xuanhao with a cold face, "Mr. Li

, please wait."

Why did he call himself alone?

Li Xuanhao was a little confused, "Mr. Mo, what's the matter?"

Mo Miyin sneered, walked up to him slowly, and looked at the pure white scarf around his neck with inscrutable eyes, "It's nothing, I just want to ask you about the scarf you are wearing today.

How did it come about?"

"It was given by a woman who is very special to me." Li Xuanhao thought about it for a moment and told him honestly with a smile.

"A woman who is very special to you?" Mo Mi narrowed her eyes slightly, "Who is this woman...?"

"Mr. Mo, I don't think it's necessary for me to tell you who she is, right?" Li Xuanhao felt baffled and a little funny by his inquiring, "Haha, this is my mother-in-law. If there is nothing else,

Sorry to excuse you." After saying this gracefully, he turned around and walked out gracefully.

"Stop." Seeing that he was about to leave, Mo Mi's voice suddenly rose several times, and her evil handsome face was tense and extremely cold, "You must tell me today that I will give you this gift."

Who is the woman wearing the scarf? Otherwise, you would never walk out of this door."

Hearing these threatening words, Li Xuanhao felt that he was incomprehensible and even unreasonable. He stopped, looked back at him with a sad look, and then continued walking out.

"Is that woman Xia Cao?" When he was about to reach the door, Mo Mi looked at his back and asked coldly and angrily with burning eyes.

How could he guess Xia Cao?

Hearing this, Li Xuanhao was shocked and confused. He stopped and turned quickly to look at him, "Mr. Mo, how could you guess it was her?"

Mo Mibie smiled meaningfully, "How did I guess it was her? You have to think about it yourself."

Seeing his smile, Li Xuanhao always felt a little uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he smiled lightly and said: "Mr. Mo, she is an employee of your company. It's not surprising that you know that she gave me this scarf."

.”

"Really?" Mo Mi smiled even more meaningfully. She walked towards him with her hands in her pockets and skillfully blocked the door. "Do you think I would spend my energy to remember the name of a clerk who works in the Propaganda Department?

?”

"What do you mean?" Li Xuanhao had a very bad feeling.

"The meaning is obvious. She Xia Cao is not only my employee, but also my woman." When she said this, Mo Mi's handsome face bloomed with a touch of pride.

"..." Li Xuanhao was speechless. His heart seemed to be deeply stung by something at that moment. An unspeakable pain lingered in his heart, turbulent.

"My woman, I will never allow anyone to covet her, especially you. From now on, stay away from her." Mo Mi then warned coldly and angrily.

"What if I don't?" After a moment of silence, Li Xuanhao endured the uncomfortable feeling and asked with a smile.

"Haha, if you don't, then you just wait until the Li family's Haoran Group collapses, and you and your family go out to drink the northwest wind." Mo Mi had great confidence, squinting her narrow phoenix eyes and sneering cruelly.

He said, "Let me tell you, if I have the ability to bring your Li family's Haoran Group back to life, I will be even more capable of bringing your Li family's Haoran Group to a complete defeat."

There is a huge disparity in power between them. At this moment, what can Li Xuanhao say?

"..." Li Xuanhao is not an impulsive man. He thought about what he said carefully and looked at his face, which didn't look like he was joking. After all, he held back his anger and said nothing. He sighed secretly, with a handsome face.

He walked around his body lightly, preparing to leave immediately the Platinum Group he was obsessed with.

"Wait a minute." As he walked around her body, Mo Mi called him proudly and coldly.

"What else do you want to say?" Faced with his repeated difficulties, Li Xuanhao became a little impatient no matter how good-tempered he was.

"Take off the scarf for me." In this matter, he insisted to the end, "You, Li Xuanhao, are not qualified to own the scarf Xia Cao knitted by himself."

He was so unreasonable, and Li Xuanhao inevitably felt angry. He turned around, looked at him with hatred in his eyes, and said angrily: "Mr. Mo, your words may not be too powerful, right?"

Mo Mi raised his head, "So what?"

"This scarf was given to me by Xia Cao personally. I will cherish it for the rest of my life and will never take it off." Li Xuanhao stated firmly without hesitation.

"Ha, Li Xuanhao, you really don't have any self-awareness." Mo Mi smiled sarcastically, "I just want to ask you one thing, are you her man?"

"...No." He really wasn't, so he could only answer like this, at least not yet.

"Then take off the scarf for me. I am her man, and only I am qualified to own the scarf she knitted with her own hands."

"Mo Mi, you are simply unreasonable." Li Xuanhao could not stand his aggressiveness. "Even if I am not her man, I am still qualified to have the scarf she gave me. I am not her man, but I can be her friend.

Her brother, her blue-faced confidant."

"Lan Yan Zhiji, fuck you Lan Yan Zhiji." Hearing the word 'Lan Yan Zhiji', Mo Mi suddenly became angry, "Give me the scarf." After saying this in a cold voice, he stretched out his hand to be tough.

to snatch the scarf around his neck.

"Uh, how could there be someone like you?" Li Xuanhao was extremely angry and cursed angrily, while trying his best to protect the scarf and not allowing him to snatch it away.

"Asshole, give me the scarf..." Mo Mi had no intention of letting him leave the conference room door unless she grabbed the scarf around his neck. She pulled the corner of the scarf with a black face and said, "A scarf woven by Xia Cao.

It should be wrapped around my neck."

"Mo Mi, if you continue to act so unreasonably, don't blame me for being rude to you." Sui Mi Lingjue.

"Well, Li Xuanhao, this is what I should say. If you don't want your Haoran Group to go bankrupt, just give me the scarf in a sensible way."

"Mo Mi, I will not give you this scarf."

"My last question is, will you give it or not?" Mo Mi's eyes turned blood red.

"No." Li Xuanhao gritted his teeth and replied firmly, "Uh-huh..." Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he received a heavy punch from Mo Mi on the face, causing him to stumble back a step or two in pain.

Mo Mi immediately stepped forward, grabbed his neck tightly with both hands, and said with fierce eyes: "Li Xuanhao, if you don't give me this scarf today, you will die today."

Li Xuanhao clenched his fists tightly at his sides, preparing to fight back immediately if he struck again, "Uh, Mo Mi, don't think that just because you are the president of Platinum Group, you can do whatever you want and be lawless."

"Hmph, don't think that I dare not kill you. You came back alive this time just because you were lucky. If you anger me again and make me, Han, and Nuo restless, you will definitely die again.

When the time comes, you will never be able to see Xia Cao again alive." In anger and hatred, Mo Mi spoke these words without restraint.

"You, what did you say?" Hearing these words, Li Xuanhao was extremely shocked, and his bright eyes opened wide, "The incident in which I was shot several times and fell into the sea in country x was caused by you and your two

Made by a friend?"

"..." Mo Mi suddenly understood and felt slightly uneasy about what he had said. His handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"What are you talking about?" At this moment, Li Xuanhao was anxious to know the ins and outs of the matter, "Why, do you dare to do it or not? Have you become a coward?"

"Shit, you're just a coward." Of course, Mo Mi was not someone who dared to be someone he didn't want to be. When he asked such a question, he nodded and dared to admit anything, "Yes, I admit, those things,

It was indeed made by me and my two good friends.”

"Why did you do that to me?" The truth of the matter came so suddenly, which made it difficult for Li Xuanhao to accept it. He couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought, "Why did you kill me? What kind of hatred do I have with you?"

It seems that a lot has been said, both what should be said and what should not be said.

Mo Mi knew that there were some things and some people that were useless to talk about. "Huh 7e" snorted coldly, and took advantage of the moment when he wasn't paying attention to tear off the pure white scarf around his neck. "If there is any deep hatred between us, just wait."

Think about it slowly after you recover your memory." After saying that in a cold and contemptuous voice, he opened the door of the conference room, grabbed the scarf and strode away.

At this time, Li Xuanhao's mind was in a mess and he no longer had the energy to snatch back the scarf Xia Cao knitted for him.

"Uh 7e..." He clasped his head in both hands and thought hard, but it backfired. The more he thought about it, the more pain and pain he felt in his head, which was almost unbearable for him, "Why? Why?

Why can’t I remember anything even though I’ve tried so hard? Uh... why are you doing this to me?”

The hard work paid off, and after thinking hard and painfully for half an hour, a name finally flashed into his blank mind...Xia Cao.

"Xia Cao... Xia Cao..." He became excited. Although he still didn't remember what kind of story he had with her, he felt inexplicably stubborn in his heart that he and her must have a warm and romantic relationship.

"Xia Cao...Xia Cao..." While murmuring her name affectionately, he quickly took out his cell phone and dialed her number with great excitement...

…

On this day, Xia Cao was very diligent and stayed in her bedroom knitting scarves all day.

When the sunset on the horizon was the most beautiful, casting the most romantic and passionate glow, she finally knitted three men's scarves of different colors.

These three scarves are black, blue and green respectively.

Black represents sexiness, silence, and mystery. She was going to give Jiang Han a black scarf.

Blue represents reason, calmness and tranquility. She is going to give the blue scarf to Ouyang Nuo.

Green represents money, prosperity, youth and vitality, and she is going to give the green scarf to Mo Mi.

After allocating them, with a faint beautiful smile on her face, she lay on the balcony and began to meditate in the beautiful glow... Haha, Han, Mi, Nuo, how can I give you the scarf I knitted by myself?

That would be such a surprise? Well, how about I put the scarf in a gift box and secretly put it on the bed in your respective bedrooms?

Just when she was thinking very seriously with a smile, her mobile phone rang...

'I stood on the roof 7e the light and shadow of dusk 7e I heard 7e the sound of love coming...'

Who would have called? No? Mi? Or Han?

While guessing in a good mood, she took out the mobile phone in her pocket, put it in front of her eyes and saw that it was a number starting with 188. She suddenly felt conflicted in her heart.

She still remembered who this number belonged to. On the day of the first snowfall this winter, the man named Li Xuanhao made many calls to her using a mobile phone with this number.

To answer or not to answer?

The phone kept ringing and making noise.
To be continued...