The Princess Reborn Will Rebel

"How about making a deal?" He walked up to the man. When Ouyang Mo'er walked over, the man in the suit subconsciously took a step aside to make room for Ouyang Mo'er. Ouyang Mo'er sat down lazily.

I got on the sofa opposite the man, flipping the camera that the man in suit had taken from the man's hand over in my hand, and what I heard right there was such a sentence that made the man feel confused.

"A transaction that allows you to save your life and make more money at the same time."

I don't know whether he was frightened by Ouyang Mo'er's aura, or because he was attracted by Ouyang Mo'er's words about making more money. He just nodded his head, opening his mouth and unable to say a word.

.

"That's so smart." Seeing that the man agreed to her deal without any effort, Ouyang Mo'er smiled and nodded appreciatively: "I just like to deal with smart people." As she said that, she reached out and threw the camera there casually.

On the table, he threw it in front of the man.

"Take this thing, go and trade with the person who hired you, then use this to record your transaction process, come to me, and I will give you a very considerable 'intermediary' fee." He said,

Ouyang Mo'er threw a voice recorder she took out from nowhere in front of the man. Looking at the man's hesitation, she stood up. When she turned around and was about to leave, she suddenly stopped.

"If you think you can play a double intermittent trick in front of me, I believe you will regret coming into this world very much." Her tone was as indifferent as ever, even with a hint of amusement.

It's very gentle, but the tenderness revealed in that way makes people feel very creepy.

After Ouyang Mo'er left, Jian Yan looked at Ouyang Mo'er and knew that Ouyang Mo'er had solved the problem. He glanced at the man in a suit standing aside. The man in a suit understood it, nodded towards Jian Yi, and then moved towards

The man in the suit who was standing there guarding the man waved, and the man in the suit immediately stepped aside, clearly signaling that he would no longer guard the man.

Looking at this situation, the man broke out in cold sweat all over his body, and even his bangs stuck to his forehead. However, he didn't care about that much at the moment and just took the camera and voice recorder that Ouyang Mo'er returned to him.

He put the bag into his arms and left as if running for his life.

"I feel that if I become your enemy one day, it is very likely that I will not be your opponent." Looking at Ouyang Mo'er, who was sitting in front of him, exuding the aura of a queen, restrained and deep, Jian Jian

Smiling, his tone was three parts joking and seven parts serious.

"Do you think there will be such a day?" Listening to Jian Yi's sudden and confused words, Ouyang Mo'er just thought his words were a joke and asked this question with raised eyebrows.

"Perhaps, but if there really is such a day, I think ninety-nine percent of the time, the winner will be you." He said frankly, looking at Ouyang Mo'er's eyes.

, implying a bit of smile and a bit of tenderness.

At this moment, he probably didn't even notice it. The way he looked at Ouyang Mo'er was so gentle that it almost didn't seem like he was looking at someone he had just met, someone he just thought he admired.

, a woman who is more to his taste and pleasing to his eyes.