Master Qin, Madam is Mad at You

"Xi Yuan, please, please forgive me. I really know I was wrong. I am willing to do whatever you do to me."

On the other side, Zhou Mengqing was struggling.

In the Mo's living room at six in the morning, Mo Xiyuan wanted to rush to the company to report while it was still early, but he did not expect that he was still entangled in brown sugar and couldn't get rid of it.

"Then you get out! Hurry up and disappear into my sight!" He was rude.

In fact, the more polite you are to a woman like Zhou Mengqing, the more you will only give her a chance to let her climb up.

He had been to her too many times, so he made up his mind that he would not do it again.

Zhou Mengqing was very wronged,

"Xiyuan, Auntie has given me a task, told me to look at you, and asked me to go to the company with you. I have been waiting for you all night, but I don’t want to miss you. Auntie is also for your own good, as a son. You can't live up to her kindness..."

Mo Xiyuan had a headache looking at her, but she was entangled with herself by pulling and pulling her, besides, she still had a wound on her forehead, which was caused by a kowtow to him last night.

This woman's determination is staggeringly firm, and it is torture to continue to be entangled by her.

If he continues to persevere, it will be another torture when his mother wakes up.

Torture plus torture, this kind of thing simply made the gods cry.

Mo Xiyuan looked at Zhou Mengqing's pitiful face and suddenly felt that he was so tired.

He was really too tired and didn't want to be caught between two women anymore.

He just wants to work now.

So he took a deep breath and said to Zhou Mengqing:

"Well, since you are going to work with me in the company, then you should do your work well. What is the position my mother gave you?"

"Your assistant." Zhou Mengqing quickly replied as soon as there was a play.

"Okay, assistant, right? Then you go with me, go and straighten out all the bad debts of Mohs over the past ten years to me today, and then find a way to get all the debts back."

Mo Xiyuan casually gave her an impossible task.

The Mo family has been in business for many years. Although they have paid great attention in the business field, it is still inevitable that they will encounter the situation that the debts cannot be recovered. Many debtors have been judged by the court as lao Lai, so the Mo family can only make the accounts. Bad debt, admit it.

Each of these old accounts is a horrible thing to investigate. Besides, Mo's family has profit to fill these bad debts anyway, so no one will pursue them on weekdays.

And now, what Mo Xiyuan is doing is to ask Zhou Mengqing to ask for money from those who have not paid their debts and were sentenced to be Lao Lai in the court.

It seemed impossible just to think about it, so he just didn't want her to continue pestering him.

However, Zhou Mengqing was so happy that she got such a task.

"Okay, Xi Yuan, don't worry, I will complete the task you gave me!"

"Well, it's a deal." Mo Xiyuan didn't have a good air.

After speaking, he strode forward and left before Zhou Mengqing behind him.

Fortunately, Zhou Mengqing didn't mind, she ran after him all the way, and slammed into his car.

"I... I can't find the way for your company." She said cautiously.

"Well, I will take you a trip today, and tomorrow you will take a taxi by yourself when you know the address."

He has gradually become hard-hearted in her temper.

"Okay, Xiyuan, you are so kind." Zhou Mengqing was already very satisfied with his concession.

In her opinion, it is already a great gift for him to allow himself to stay by his side.

There was nothing to say all the way, but Zhou Mengqing looked at his profile idiotically, just watching all the way.

"Xi Yuan, you are so good-looking, thank you." When she got off the car, she said happily.

He was stunned, and the faces of Zhou Mengqing and Ye Sili overlapped in a daze.

"Xi Yuan, you look so good, haha."

It was a day in college. He took his unfinished homework to see her. While eating in the cafeteria, Ye Sili glanced curiously, and then couldn't help but praise.

"Student Mo Xiyuan, you are very good at painting. I never thought that you, a straight man in science and engineering, could paint such a soft and cute style of interior painting."

That is the future bedroom designed for her.

Although he studied architecture, he also took interior design as an elective, so he occasionally painted some finished interior decoration drawings in his mind.

"I learned to paint when I was a child, but later I still liked math more. Coupled with a lot of math scores, my mother asked me not to take art classes and to take the Mathematical Olympiad class."

He explained.

She couldn't help but said, "It turned out to be Tongzi Gong. No wonder the painting is so good. Hey, can you draw a picture for me? How about it as my birthday present?"

"How can a birthday gift be so sloppy?" He was dissatisfied, and added, "It's okay to paint for you."

"Haha, I think birthday is to receive such a heartfelt gift. Compared to painting by yourself, it is easier and more sloppy to spend money on gifts? Classmate Mo, your labor is more precious than money. Really, you have to have confidence in yourself."

He couldn't help but laugh.

At that time, they all happened to be young, and they loved to laugh. They were in the canteen filled with sunlight and the smell of food, but after a few words, they were happy.

Later, on her birthday, he rented a studio to paint for her.

She couldn't help but move, so he could only tick the line draft first, and then color it.

After finishing the line draft, she ran to buy milk tea.

Later, while he was engrossed in the coloring process, she suddenly stretched out her hand and passed the milk tea and straw to his mouth from behind.

He was taken aback, reflexively raised his right hand and hit the straw, but the paint on the brush painted himself a big face.

She laughed so hard that she could not see her eyebrows, and she boasted,

"Xi Yuan, you look so good, haha."

When I opened my eyes again, the woman in front of me had a face almost exactly like her, but a completely different look.

Her expression flinched but filled with desire, like a mouse hiding in the dark and trying to steal. Dirty or perhaps carrying some kind of infectious virus, despising but always with people, one corner is enough to hold her body, and then Secretly grows wildly, in order to occupy the magpie's nest.

So hateful and so helpless.

His eyes instantly chilled.

"Go to work." He spoke orderly.

"Yes." Whether he is good or bad, she is happy.

Looking at Zhou Mengqing's back, Mo Xiyuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he recovered his calm.

He entered the company and went straight to the top floor by himself, where his father Mo Weiqian was.

As soon as he entered the president's office, he saw Mo Weiqian's back.

Then, his father's voice rang in his ears,

"Xi Yuan, you still lost."