Chapter 11 Women, if you mess with him, it’s over. It’s almost dark, and Mo Huakui hasn’t left the office. Sitting on the boss’s chair, the passionate scene of him kissing Qiu Xiaojun will flash in his mind from time to time. From time to time, he will also flash the image of himself being raped.

The abominable sight of her slapping her face.

This state was like half flame and half iceberg, which made him feel a little conflicted. "Uh 7e" sighed softly, picked up the telescope in the drawer and stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to spy on her as before.

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What a disappointment. The curtains on the opposite side were always closed. After looking for a long time, he couldn't see Qiu Xiaojun opening the curtains. He remembered that Ahu said that Ouyang Jianyu came to see him. This

Then he put down the telescope and walked out of the office with one hand in his pocket.

After leaving the company, he went to the Harbor Plaza Hotel. Before entering Ouyang Jianyu's luxurious suite, his eyes lingered on the door of the Rose Suite next door for several seconds.

"I heard from my two assistants that you went to see me during the day." He said lazily while sitting on the comfortable sofa, holding a glass of red wine.

"Yes." Ouyang Jianyu sat opposite him, crossed his hands, and nodded with a slight smile, "You were busy in the office at that time, so I didn't bother you."

Thinking of the scene at that time, Mo Huakui couldn't help but smile, "Hahaha, at that time, I was teaching a little goblin a lesson." Even if he was slapped mercilessly by the little goblin, at this time, he felt that it didn't matter, anyway, he was

I tasted the wonderful taste of her little mouth.

Ouyang Jianyu thought of seeing Qiu Xiaojun at the elevator entrance on the floor where his CEO's office was located. Thinking of Qiu Xiaojun's abnormal expression at that time, he felt inexplicably depressed. "Is the little goblin you are talking about Bai Zhuyue?"

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"How did you know it was her?" Mo Huakui was surprised.

"I saw her while I was waiting for the elevator." Ouyang Jianyu said with a faint smile, "She seemed to be crying. Did you use force on her in your office?"

"It's nothing." Mo Huakui denied it without hesitation. After thinking about it, he raised the corners of his lips and added with some pride, "Everything is of her own free will."

Ouyang Jianyu looked at his face and moved his lips. He wanted to ask him if he and Bai Zhuyue had already had a relationship. He also wanted to ask clearly what the relationship between him and her was, but when he saw the corners of his lips

With a confident and proud smile on her face, she never asked, she picked up a glass of wine on the coffee table and took an elegant sip. She secretly thought to herself that Bai Zhuyue was not her own person. Did she have a relationship with Mo Huakui?

There is no need for you to know.

Although he thought so, his heart hidden under the skin felt a little uncomfortable, especially when his mind would vaguely recall watching a horror movie with Qiu Xiaojun at Qiu Xiaojun's home.

, when I almost kissed her and had lunch with her, that uncomfortable feeling couldn't help but deepen.

"By the way, why did you come to see me today?" Mo Huakui suddenly asked seriously.

"I have decided to move my headquarters to Fog City next Sunday, and I need your company to arrange a group of models to walk in a show." He said back to business.

"Oh, no problem." To Mo Huakui, this kind of thing is nothing but a drop in the bucket. "When the time comes, I will instruct them to arrange for the best models to perform."

The two brothers not only talked about work, but also some things in life. Before they knew it, it was already 11 o'clock in the night.

"It's getting late, you can rest, I'm leaving." Mo Huakui raised his hand to look at the time, said, and stood up.

"Okay." Ouyang Jianyu smiled, stood up, and walked him out of the door.

Walking to the elevator, Mo Huakui thought of a certain woman, and his heart felt a little itchy. He looked at the door that Ouyang Jianyu had closed and fell back. He walked to the door of the suite named "Rose" and raised his hand.

I started to ring the doorbell a little nervously.

After a while, a middle-aged man opened the door, saw him, and asked with an unhappy face: "Who are you?"

Mo Huakui was stunned for a moment, raised his neck and looked inside, and said solemnly: "I'll find Bai Zhuyue and ask her to come out."

"What are you talking about, Bai Zhuyue? Is there something wrong with you?" The middle-aged man was confused when he heard this. After scolding him angrily, he immediately closed the door. It was no use to him.

Did you do something wrong?

Mo Huakui was puzzled, thought for a while, turned around and walked quickly to the elevator. After taking the elevator to the first floor, he walked straight to the front desk and said, "Help me check who lives in the Rose Suite."

"Mr. Mo, the person staying in the Rose Suite is a Mr. Wang." The front desk lady knew his identity and said with a smile. "He just checked into the Rose Suite this afternoon."

"He just checked in this afternoon?" He breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief, "Where's the one named Bai Zhuyue?"

"Ms. Bai used to live in this suite, but she checked out on the 8th."

Now, he understood why he couldn't peek at her in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the office these days. After thinking for a moment, he said: "After Mr. Wang checks out, I will reserve the Rose Suite." After that, he took out his wallet.

Take out the deposit.

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Qiu Xiaojun was already a contracted model under Sunflower. The next day, she arrived at the company on time to report and went through physical training at the designated venue with a group of new models.

Mo Huakui was slapped by her, and the anger in his heart had not completely dissipated. However, thinking about the bet he made with Mo Shaoting at the Swallowtail Butterfly Bar that day, he decided not to care about the slap and pretended to be fake for the time being.

He acted as if nothing had happened, and whenever he had time, he would go to the place where the models were training, and by virtue of his status as the president, he would confidently and openly inspect the place.

As soon as he goes, almost all the models will be attracted to him. When walking the catwalk, except for Qiu Xiaojun, the rest of them will scratch their heads and pose in front of him to attract his attention and hope to gain his favor.

Mo Huakui was sitting in front of the training room, accompanied by two assistants, looking at the beautiful models in front of him expressionlessly. He had long been accustomed to the ambiguous, hot and suggestive glances of some beautiful models.

He noticed that during training, Qiu Xiaojun didn't even look at him. Even if he did, he just gave him an indifferent look.

Somehow, when she treated him so differently, he felt an indescribable loss in his heart. At the same time, he was a little angry and thought angrily, Qiu Xiaojun, you don't want to see me so much.

That day in my office, who kissed whom first? Who hit whom?

"Mr. Mo, they are the new models our company has recruited this year. Are you satisfied with their performance?" After the training, a middle-aged female teacher in charge of training the models walked up to him and asked with a respectful smile.

road.

He didn't say anything. His narrow phoenix eyes looked at Qiu Xiaojun who was standing in the middle of the crowd with a chill. He stood up slowly, put his hands in his pockets, walked to her gracefully, and looked down at her.

With a beautiful but indifferent face, she asked in a cold, seemingly unfamiliar voice: "What's your name?"

What kind of trick does this guy want to do knowingly?

Qiu Xiaojun raised his head and looked at his handsome face, thought about it secretly angrily, and then said mechanically, "Bai Zhuyue."

"Don't you know how to laugh?" Mo Huakui's voice became colder and his expression was very serious. The beautiful models around him would feel scared when they saw it.

"No." She denied.

"If not, why did you always put on a dead face when you walked on stage?"

"..." She stopped talking. When she heard the words 'dead face', she suddenly felt very painful and uncomfortable. She thought sadly that she was a person who died two years ago. To her, the dead face

, the most normal thing.

"Except for this one who performed poorly, the rest performed very well." After a moment of silence, Mo Huakui stared at her face and spoke sternly to the teacher in charge of training who was standing not far behind him. He said, "Let her train alone for two hours after get off work today." After saying that, he turned around and walked toward the exit with his hands in his pockets.

The two assistants saw this and hurriedly followed.

"Bai Zhuyue, you were criticized by Mr. Mo today, which really embarrasses our team." After Mo Huakui left, the teacher walked towards Bai Zhuyue and said with a look of disgust, "You heard Mr. Mo's words, right? Today

After we get off work, you should practice here for two hours, and don't ruin the pot of porridge like a rat."

Qiu Xiaojun knew that a little impatience would ruin a big plan, so he lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Teacher, don't worry, I won't be lazy."

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In fact, finding fault with Qiu Xiaojun and embarrassing her in front of everyone was not what Mo Huakui wanted, but at that time, he himself didn't know why he did that.

There are some things that can't be changed even after doing them. He knows this, so he doesn't regret it. It's just that when he thinks of embarrassing her in front of so many people, he feels a little gloomy. After a while, he turns on the computer to watch

He looked at some complicated data, flipped through the information on his desk, and unknowingly spent several hours in the office. He didn't know exactly when the sky outside the window turned dark.

He raised his hand to look at his watch, then turned to look at the darkened sky outside the window. He thought of Qiu Xiaojun, and immediately stood up from the rotating leather chair, walked out of the office quickly, took the elevator to a certain floor, and practiced with the models.

Walk where the gait is.

He was still a step late, and when he arrived at that place, it was already a quiet scene with people gone and lights out.

Qiu Xiaojun, how long have you been gone? No longer staying in a hotel, where are you staying now?

He looked at the dark practice room, turned around and walked towards the elevator, thinking in despair about these questions related to her.

When he reached his CEO-only elevator, he suddenly heard the sound of high-heeled shoes and turned his head. Unexpectedly, he saw Qiu Xiaojun's graceful and beautiful figure in an instant.

She hasn't left yet?

When he saw her, he was extremely pleasantly surprised, but in order to protect himself, there was no special expression on his handsome face. He just squinted slightly and watched her approaching from far away.

Qiu Xiaojun had just walked out of the employee locker room. At this time, he did not expect to see her, and she did not expect to see him.

When he saw her, he felt surprised, but when she saw him, she felt angry.

She seemed to be angry with him. When she saw that as the CEO, he had no expression on his beautiful face, she did not say hello to him or even give him a simple nod. She regarded him as nothing and walked away from him in a department.

In front of the farthest elevator, wait for the elevator door to open and quickly walk into the elevator.

"etc."

Soon enough, at the moment when the elevator door was about to close, Mo Huakui opened the elevator door and walked in gracefully. He looked at her expressionless face and stood beside her with his hands in his pockets.

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At this time, Qiu Xiaojun couldn't bear it anymore. The moment the elevator door closed again, he said coldly: "Mr. Mo, this elevator is a dedicated elevator for employees."

Mo Huakui didn't seem to expect that she could speak. He was stunned, looked at her side face and said in a good mood: "I don't have a rule that the president can't ride in the dedicated elevator for employees."

"..." She was speechless. She understood in her heart that he was the CEO, he was the biggest, and everything he said was authoritative. Some words were in vain if she said them. It was better not to say them.

There were only two of them in the small elevator. She didn't speak. Mo Huakui felt that the elevator was eerily quiet for some reason. His handsome eyebrows furrowed and he suddenly said seriously: "Bai Zhuyue, the way you always look at me is

It’s different, can you tell me why?”
To be continued...