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Chapter 03: Angry at the Office

So how should she play the role of a lover?

Song Qiyue immediately cried and said, "What does this mean? Is Zheng Yan, he wants to break up with me?"

Secretary Qian was also frank, "Ms. Song is indeed very smart, you can understand it at first glance."

"How is this possible?" Song Qiyue seemed to be hit hard, and she was in a panic. "We were fine yesterday! Why were we going to break up with me today? I don't believe that Zheng Yanhui is so heartless! I want to see him!"

Song Qiuyue took out her cell phone and dialed Mr. Mo's number, but the ringtone rang from Secretary Qian's cell phone!

Secretary Qian hung up and said indifferently, "Mr. Mo is a little busy recently, so it is not convenient to see you. But Mr. Mo said, if you have anything to do, you can find me."

"Looking for you? What problem can I solve when I look for you? I want to talk to Zhengyan! This is impossible!"

Secretary Qian seems to have become accustomed to her hysterical and out of control.

Secretary Qian only said when he left, "Ms. Song, breakfast is ready, you can use breakfast before leaving."

Song Qiyue narrowed her eyes and couldn't help but sigh and admire.

Hey, Mr. Mo has a good idea. How could this secretary be so dedicated and versatile?

...

Song Qiyue thought that as a qualified underground lover, it would be too unreasonable to compromise when the financial owner was talking about breaking up. It would not be too unreasonable to not perform a scene of crying, making a fuss or hanging himself.

So, after leaving the hotel, Song Qiyue immediately rushed to the Mo family group.

The taxi stopped at a commercial property, and the towering building was the headquarters building of Mo's family!

Song Qiuyue was wearing a white suit and wearing eight centimeters of slim heels. She swayed and walked into the cat on the runway.

When the people in the hall saw her, would they have to look at her again?

Song Qiyue smiled at others, and she called, "Secretary Qian, I'm here to Mo, I want to see Zhengyan. Tell him that if I can't see him, then I will wait for him here until he's waiting!"

I thought I would get the persuasion, but I didn't expect Secretary Qian to say, "Mr. Mo asked you to come up."

Song Qiyue was led upstairs by the front desk specialist, and he went straight to the top floor.

Secretary Qian responded at the elevator entrance, "Ms. Song, come with me."

Pushing open the giant thick painted solid wood door, the raw and cold air came to my nose. In the spacious and bright office, Mr. Mo was wearing a suit and sat upright in the large chair.

At this moment, his mature and profound facial features were still elegant and luxurious, while the coldness and distance were revealed in an instant.

That is born with a high apology, he is the ruler of the Mo Empire!

Mo Zhengyan just looked at him, and Secretary Qian became tactful and retreated.

Song Qiyue rushed over quickly, and she came to his side, turned around and sat on his thigh, "Zheng Yan! Are you kidding me?"

He spoke in a warm voice, and said suddenly, "Time is up."

Song Qiyue hugged his neck and was stuck in his arms, "Don't be so heartless, you're going to break up? You must be joking with me!"

But he stopped talking. Song Qiyue raised his head from his chest, and the pair of eyes, the ink-colored eyes had no emotions, and was clear and cold-

Song Qiyue suddenly became angry and jumped off him. She angrily yelled, "Mo Zhengyan! I have been with you for three months, and you just shook it? What do you think of me? This is the first time I was with you! I am wholeheartedly dedicated to you! Why do you treat me like this? Do you deserve me?"

"Mo Zhengyan! You cold-blooded animal! You played with me!" She roared, and she didn't stop in her hand. Then she picked up an item and smashed it hard on the ground!

Bang--!

Suddenly, the office was filled with all kinds of shocking sounds!

Until she was tired of smashing, there was nothing left for her, leaving only a room of fragments in a mess.

Mo Zhengyan was just sitting there, and he said lightly, "You should know, I don't like women who are pestering."

He was so cold and ruthless that Song Qiyue was glad that she was still rational, but somehow, she still had a sting in her heart.
Chapter completed!
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