Don't Rush, Young Trillionaire/C12 I Don't Eat People
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C12 I Don't Eat People

Han Xiaoxiao was stunned. What was her relationship with Mo Zhan?

He immediately mocked himself in his heart: What a relationship! After all, they had already checked it out yesterday, and it was a legal couple.

But she could only remain silent. Fortunately, she now had a thermometer in her mouth.

As such, he looked towards the lush greenery outside the window as if nothing had happened. The sunlight shone down onto the lush greenery, causing it to glow with a green light. Mm, Tian'er is doing quite well today.

Chu Hann's curiosity was aroused. The more she avoided answering, the more he felt there was a problem.

He leaned forward again, with the word "gossip" written all over his face. He then asked in a soft, ingratiating tone, "A couple?"

Han Xiaoxiao didn't even glance at him, she only calmly shook her head as she looked out the window.

"Lovers?"

He shook his head.

"A one-night stand?"

Han Xiaoxiao's expression changed and she continued to shake her head. They really weren't having a one-night stand. It would have taken them two nights.

"Single love?"

He shook his head.

"Secret love?"

… ….

Han Xiaoxiao was speechless. She couldn't bear it any longer. She had never seen such a shameless man before.

Ye Zichen rolled his eyes and slowly turned to stare at him, "Please stop when you have enough!" The thermometer crunched between his teeth.

Chu Hang was a shameless person. He ignored her dissatisfaction and continued to think with the spirit of "gossip" until the end. Suddenly, he looked at her in surprise, "Could it be … He became gay from the excitement! Let you be his shield? "

Han Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him rudely. Just when she wanted to take out the thermometer in her mouth to smash his face, a cold voice came from the door, "Chu Hann, you won't stop until you're on the headlines."

Chu Hann jumped up from the chair and turned around with a "whoosh". The chair fell to the ground with a loud thud.

Han Xiaoxiao also turned her head to look at the man who was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed. He seemed to have been here for quite a while. He must have heard their conversation.

Chu Hann looked nervously at Mo Zhan, who was at the door, and said with a stiff smile, "You, why did you come back?"

Mo Zhan's mouth twitched as he slowly walked in.

"This is my home. If I don't come back, how would I know that you want to get on the headlines? "

Chu Hann's skin was completely numb, so he could only carefully stare at him.

Han Xiaoxiao looked at Chu Hann's terrified expression. She laughed at the sky. It seemed like she was not the only one who was afraid of that man.

She sat on the bed and looked at Mo Zhan who walked in, then at Chu Hann who stood there foolishly. Even with a thermometer in his mouth, he couldn't stop her face from beaming, so she tried her best to restrain herself and pretended to be honest. Actually, he wanted to watch a show.

As long as the man in black's current target wasn't her, she was happy to see what this Chu Hann could do.

Mo Zhan stopped in front of Chu Hann and smiled at him: "Still not getting out?" His voice was so soft that it sounded unreal to Chu Hann.

When he realized what he meant by telling him to scram, he knew that things were not going well. This was the result of this black pervert laughing in extreme anger, so he had to quickly escape.

His hand quivered as he pointed at the door. His words came quickly, "Uhh … I just remembered that I have an important patient to visit. I'll be leaving first. Bye bye. " The word "farewell" was still floating in the air, but he had already disappeared without a trace.

Han Xiaoxiao stared speechlessly at the empty entrance. The show had ended too quickly! Could Mo Zhan eat him or something?

What kind of people were these? He took a thermometer and stuffed it into her mouth, and then he slipped away like a wisp of smoke.

Ye Zichen took out the thermometer from his mouth and put it on the bedside table without looking at Mo Zhan.

Mo Zhan slowly walked over and bent down to pick it up. Looking at the light, he nodded and said with a relaxed tone, "Hmm, not bad. It's gone. Its recovery ability is comparable to Xiao Qiang."

Han Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth in anger. She actually compared her to a cockroach!

She smiled at him until her eyes formed slits, which seemed very fake, "Thank you for your praise. I, Han Xiaoxiao, am not easy to die. "

Mo Zhan was very happy when she insisted on opposing him. She still looked cute and full of energy.

Suddenly, he bent down to face her. Han Xiaoxiao ran into his smiling eyes, causing her to quiver in fright. She stepped back and knocked the back of her head against the bed with a "Bang!".

"Ah!" She let out a cry of pain, her face scrunched up as she rubbed her head from the impact. Millions of mud horses surged in her heart.

"I don't eat people." Mo Zhan's voice was joyful and he was in a great mood. His shoulders seemed to tremble in happiness as he stood up straight. With the corner of his mouth hooked up to her: "You have forgotten the pain after your scars have healed. Never had a memory. "

Han Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth. This man couldn't bear to see her!

"Come with me to the Mo family tomorrow." Mo Zhan suddenly said to her.

He said it calmly, but what Han Xiaoxiao said sounded like thunder, it made her lose her train of thought. She stared at him with wide eyes and asked, "Why are you going to the Mo family?"

Although she had thought that he must have some reason for wanting to get married, she had never asked him why.

She thought they were just getting a certificate and never thought of seeing his family again. What was a fake marriage going to do with his family? And it was just after they had received their certificates.

Mo Zhan's face turned pale and he said to her in a calm tone, "Mrs. Mo, I'm sorry to trouble you. You're a little self-conscious. Since you're marrying me, you have to face my family. Perform well tomorrow. " With that, he turned around and walked out of the room with graceful steps, not giving Han Xiaoxiao a chance to speak.

Han Xiaoxiao watched his back until he disappeared, still in a daze. You're going to see his family now? But she was not prepared.

He had come to her room today to talk about it. If it wasn't for anything, he probably wouldn't even bother to look at her.

He really was an extremely efficient person, he didn't care whether he lived or died. Her fever had just subsided and she was still limping. He was going to drag her to the Mo family for punishment!

Even though she wasn't talented, she knew that for such a large clan, the requirements for one's daughter-in-law to enter were very, very high.

She would definitely be skinned three times by Mo Family tomorrow!

He let out a long hiss into the sky and fell face first onto the bed, not moving at all.

The next day, Han Xiaoxiao woke up in a daze. Her eyes were filled with a dark green glow as she listlessly went downstairs. Mo Zhan had left for the company a long time ago.

Yesterday, Mo Zhan told her that he was going to the Mo family today. She didn't sleep soundly all night, and in her dreams, a group of people ran after her with feather dusters. She was already exhausted.

When Aunt Liu saw her, she jumped in fright and shouted, "Aiyo, Young Mistress, what's wrong with you again? Didn't the fever go away yesterday? It's even scarier today! "

Han Xiaoxiao smirked at her. "Aunt Liu, don't worry. I'm fine." I'll boil an egg later. " She knew what she looked like, and when she first went to the bathroom to look in the mirror, she felt her legs go weak.

At noon, Han Xiaoxiao had a drink of the octopus porridge Aunt Liu specially cooked for her, and ate a few vegetables that didn't have much water in them. Mo Zhan came back.

Han Xiaoxiao was very glad that he had come back at this time. After a whole morning's worth of treatment, she was already somewhat handsome. Otherwise, she would have let him watch her make a fool of herself.

Mo Zhan was still as efficient as ever. After entering the door, he only said three words to Han Xiaoxiao: "Come with me." He turned around and left.

"Where to?" Han Xiaoxiaopi tensed up and started to beat the drums in her heart, but all she could do was lame her feet and fart as she followed behind him.

Mo Zhan stopped. Han Xiaoxiao almost bumped into his back. He turned around and looked at her disdainfully from head to toe. "I'll take care of you." After saying that, he turned around and continued walking.

Take care of her? Han Xiaoxiao was speechless as she lowered her head to look at herself.

The goose-yellow cotton was clean, the jeans were fine, and the low-end white sneakers were spotless, just right for someone like her who'd sprained her ankle. Why did they have to deal with it now?

He rubbed his nose at the back of the person in front of him in dissatisfaction: "Bullshit, you're looking down on me!"

After cursing in his heart and feeling refreshed, he limped to catch up to him.

Lamborghini stopped in front of a private custom-made clothing store.

Mo Zhan walked straight into the store. The clerk warmly greeted him, "Hello, President Mo."

The female boss also ran over when she saw it was him. She was beaming with happiness: "President Mo, you're here. What do you need today?"

Mo Zhan pointed at Han Xiaoxiao, who was hurrying behind him, "Find a suit that suits her."

"Alright." The shop owner sized up Han Xiaoxiao and left to find some clothes.

Han Xiaoxiao scanned the store and wrinkled her nose.

They didn't know how different these fabrics were from the clothes that ordinary people wore. It was shockingly expensive.

After a while, the boss and the shop assistant brought out a few dresses. Mo Zhan looked at each of them and pointed to a white linen dress that reached to her knees: "This one." Change it to her size and I'll pick it up at four. "

"Alright."

The clerk asked Han Xiaoxiao to test her dress, measured her size, and enthusiastically sent them out of the shop.

Next, he went straight to a high-class beauty salon.

Mo Zhan was sitting on a soft leather sofa in the shop as he browsed through magazines in boredom.

Han Xiaoxiao went through a series of battles with her hair.

Wash your hair, take care of your hair, blow dry. Then, at Mo Zhan's suggestion, make up a special ponytail.

After fixing their hair, the two of them headed straight for an advanced custom-made shoe store.

Entering the shop, the shop manager came over and greeted him with a smile, "President Mo, you're here. What shoes would you like to see?"

A shop assistant was putting a pair of freshly made model female shoes in the window. They had flat silver heels, a round, shallow mouth, and imported Australian sheepskin. They looked very elegant and generous.

The shop assistant put away his shoes and immediately greeted Mo Zhan with a smile and a nod: "Hello, President Mo."

Mo Zhan pointed at the pair of shoes that she just put in the window, then pointed at Han Xiaoxiao behind her, "Give it to her to try."

"Alright." The clerk smiled as he took out the shoes that he had just put in. He held them with both hands and respectfully placed them in front of Han Xiaoxiao.

Han Xiaoxiao took a look and saw that it was her size. She was ready to take it and try it on.

The sales clerk smiled decently, avoiding her hand without leaving a trace. "This way, please." He invited her to a soft chair in the shop.

The moment Han Xiaoxiao sat down, the employee squatted down and said, "Let me help you." Without further ado, he grabbed her ankle and began to help her change her shoes.

Han Xiaoxiao's body stiffened in embarrassment as she stared nervously at her own feet that had been served. She had never enjoyed such treatment before and had been served up to the heavens this afternoon.

If she didn't care about courtesy and Mo Zhan's face, she would definitely pull back her foot.

Just as she was going through a round of psychological baptism, Mo Zhan, who was reading a magazine at the side, suddenly said: "Her right ankle is injured."

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