Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Yes." Xiao Mohan responded. He held a tissue in his hand and wiped his fingertips casually. His dark eyes were staring at Xiao Yichu's little face and said in a deep voice: "If anyone knows, I'm afraid she is in danger."

Xiao Mohan hopes that his children can spend every day in peace instead of being in fear.

"Sir." Han Changqing listened, hugged Xiao Yichu, stuffed him into Xiao Mohan's arms, and said respectfully: "I'll check again to make sure no one knows around."

"That's fine." Xiao Mohan listened and nodded slightly.

Just to be on the safe side, it’s not too much to make sure again.

Han Changqing came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

The atmosphere in the luxurious office of M Group was very strange. Xiao Yichu murmured, his alluring pink face pressed against Xiao Mohan's chest.

"What should I do with you?" Xiao Mohan looked at her lovingly, but there was some worry in his eyes.

It was not surprising that Han Changqing was hunted down. But that thunder and lightning was so weird that it had to make people think deeply, plus the phoenix on Xiao Yichu's back.

"Hmm." Xiao Yichu leaned in his arms, licking his lips gently with his pink lilac tongue, and grabbed randomly with his little hands, messing up Xiao Mohan's shirt.

He carried her to the sofa and put her down gently.

Xiao Mohan turned around, washed his face, turned around and sat in front of the computer, his black eyes were extremely cold, and the coldness shrouded his side, as if it was about to destroy the world.

"Sir." Han Changqing answered the call and whispered: "We found the person."

"Dispose of them all." Xiao Mohan's voice was so cold that there was no warmth at all. He tapped it with his fingertips, and the main computer system automatically connected to the line...

The Xiao family system is the most perfect system in the world. It is like landmines buried in every corner. Just operate it on the computer and you can destroy everything.

There was a "boom", and the place where the system was connected all turned red.

For a few seconds, it turned gray, as if it had never been there.

"Hmm." Xiao Yichu groaned and fell off the sofa. His chubby body lay on the carpet, his round buttocks arched.

Seeing this, Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand to pick her up.

"Did you fall?" Xiao Mohan's voice was deep, but he was anxious.

The carpet was very thick, and even though he knew it wouldn't hurt if he fell, he still checked it.

"Shhhhh..." Xiao Yichu pursed his lips, twisted his body, and grabbed his pants with his little hands. He was obviously a little anxious. Xiao Mohan looked down.

Although he was stunned for a second, he hugged her and ran towards the bathroom.

"Wait a minute." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, extremely anxious.

Xiao Yichu's small body was held by him, and he was afraid of hurting her. However, before he could take care of his pants, he felt a stream of heat, like summer raindrops, dripping on his palm, and there were wonderful sparks.

"Why do I think you did it on purpose?" He lowered his head silently and looked at his palm in disbelief. The water droplets on it told him that this was not a dream.

The heat in his palms was just like his face! I was kicked, and now I still have a shadow in my heart.

"Hey." He stretched out his hand, lifted up her pants for her, and turned back to the office.

The door of the office was pushed open, and Xiao Ran's figure appeared. He stepped forward quickly, lowered his head and said something to Xiao Mohan.

"It's a small skill." Xiao Mohan said in a low voice.

"Master, do you suspect that they are a group of people?" Xiao Ran was slightly surprised when he heard this.

From the investigation information to their skills, they are not the same group of people.

Xiao Mohan stood up, took out a tissue and wiped his palms, and said quietly: "It's a different group of people, but the person behind the scenes must be the same person."