C6 My Woman

Startled, Han Xiaoxiao immediately sat up straight. "You … why do you have my number?" She also remembered when the voice turned into smoke. Other than that devilish black man, she didn't think about it.

"You seem to have gotten the point wrong." The voice of the person opposite him was calm, but there was also a hint of sarcasm.

Han Xiaoxiao snapped out of her shock. That's right, wouldn't it be easy for the CEO of Moyu Group to know about the phone call of a small fry like her?

"President Mo, what's the matter?" He tried his best to remain calm as he asked.

"I told you I'd give you a day. "It seems like your day is different from mine."

Han Xiaoxiao shook her head. Today, she had been busy all day, seeing Chu Zimo, and also busy with work. She had forgotten all about this matter.

While she was still in a daze, a cold and teasing voice came from the other side: "You want to let your mnnnnnnnnnnnngh spread across the world?"

"Don't act recklessly!" Han Xiaoxiao shouted anxiously. The hand holding the phone tightened, her fingertips turned white, and she gritted her teeth in hatred.

He tried his best to calm his chaotic heart as he calmly said, "I have to work overtime today and look for you later."

The other party quickly hung up.

Han Xiaoxiao took the phone from her ear and looked at the darkening screen. What a quick and ruthless man. With just a few words, he had achieved his goal. He didn't want to waste any more words.

Annoyed, he threw his phone onto the table and started massaging it while holding his head. "Ah!" He shouted loudly. He was going crazy! She should check the calendar.

Her head was filled with bags, but her phone still rang. She quickly picked it up and shouted, "I got it! Great Lord! I'll come find you after I finish my work! "

The other end of the phone went silent as a male voice with a magnetic voice asked, "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?"

Han Xiaoxiao clenched her teeth, wishing she could bite off her own tongue.

She was very familiar with the male voice on the other side, but it was definitely not that black man's voice. She was really about to go crazy because of that monster.

He stroked his hair, which was like a pile of straw, as he controlled his emotions and said in a calm voice, "Chu … It's nothing. I thought it was a friend. "

Chu Zimo did not pursue the matter, but only seemed displeased. "Is there such a difference between us? Call me Zimo. "

Han Xiaoxiao's heart was at a loss. In the end, she still called out, "Zimo."

"Why don't we go out together?" Chu Zimo's voice was very happy.

Han Xiaoxiao's heart thumped once again as she tightened her fingers holding her phone. "I'm still working overtime. I'm afraid I don't have time today."

"Then another day."

"Yes."

"Don't be late for overtime."

"Yes."

… ….

Silence.

Han Xiaoxiao couldn't bear the empty space in her heart. She took a deep breath and said, "Then I'll go back to work."

"Alright."

Han Xiaoxiao hung up the phone and lay down on the table with her eyes closed. Why did Chu Zimo have to appear at this time? When her life was a mess.

Fifteen minutes later, a tall figure enveloped Han Xiaoxiao, who was engrossed in her practice.

Han Xiaoxiao was shocked. "Ah!" She jumped up from her seat and looked behind her.

Seeing the face of the person who arrived, he didn't even suppress the fear on his face and spoke with an uncertain voice, "Chu... "Zimo?"

Chu Zimo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Am I too scary or do you work too hard?"

Han Xiaoxiao held onto her chest as she heaved a sigh of relief. "You scared me to death."

Ye Zichen looked at Chu Zimo in confusion: "Why did you come?"

Chu Zimo smiled lightly: "Why can't I come? This is my company. "

Han Xiaoxiao was silent. She lowered her eyes. Yes, this was his company. Why would she ask such a stupid question?

Chu Zimo stared at her for a moment, then pulled her back to her seat, "Why are you working overtime alone?"

Han Xiaoxiao's body stiffened. She was not used to his closeness and replied in a stiff voice, "I applied for leave yesterday and lost a lot of work."

In the past, when he was her teacher, they had been on good terms and he had often rubbed her head, but this was the first time he had held her hand.

Chu Zimo looked at her unnatural face, "There are so many jobs in the company that you, a new intern, need to be able to break your foot?" Her eyes fell on her swollen right wrist.

He knows all about it? Han Xiaoxiao was a little embarrassed as she lowered her head, not daring to look at him. He could only change the topic: "How did you become the CEO of Chutian Group?"

Chu Zimo smiled. "We can't just ignore the family business."

Han Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment. He had suddenly disappeared in her second year of university and had disappeared without a trace. He had actually come back to take over the family business.

He had been her university professor for two years and she had never known that he still had the status of young master of the Chu Clan.

While she was lost in thought, Chu Zimo grabbed her right hand and put a bottle of something on her hand. You're already injured to such an extent, yet you're still working the night shift? When the news spread out, you still thought that I, Chutian Group, was abusing the employees. " There was a teasing chuckle in his voice.

Han Xiaoxiao looked down at the bottle of oil in her hand and remained silent.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

Han Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at him with a frown. "But my job is not …"

"The job, the person who should do it will finish it. I'll give you a week off and come back to work when your feet get better. "

Not giving her a chance to refute, Chu Zimo turned off the computer, turned on the lamp and carried her out of the office with an anxious expression on his face.

Han Xiaoxiao was half carried into the elevator by him, her feet off the ground and her heart in chaos.

She still needed to see Mo Zhan, so she couldn't let Chu Zimo send her to Mo Zhan's home. She frowned, looked at Chu Zimo's profile, and said anxiously, "I can go, you can do what you want, don't worry about me."

"I'm fine tonight, it's not convenient for you to behave like this, I'll send you off."

"I'm really fine, I just took a taxi home, it's convenient to take a taxi here."

"Han Xiaoxiao, you weren't so mischievous before."

"..." She had never had such a mess before.

While they were trying to figure out how to reject Chu Zimo's good intentions, the two of them walked out of the office building in an intimate position.

Han Xiaoxiao scanned the front of the office building anxiously. She was stunned as she felt the dark clouds cover the ceiling.

At the foot of the stairs was a high-end sports car that had driven her to hell. Leaning against the door was a evildoer dressed in casual clothes. Her face and figure made it difficult for her to sleep peacefully.

A bolt of lightning struck her head, making her scalp tingle. She could not help but to struggle out of Chu Zimo's embrace. Her feet landed on the ground and twitched in pain. Finally, she came back to her senses.

Her eyes were wide open, and she was staring unblinkingly at the man leaning leisurely against the door under the steps. He was looking at her with a sly smile, and his gaze seemed to freeze her from the inside out.

Han Xiaoxiao stood stiffly with both of her hands subconsciously digging into the oil Chu Zimo gave her, causing her ankle to go numb from the excruciating pain.

Chu Zimo looked at the abnormal Han Xiaoxiao, then his gaze calmly fell on the man at the foot of the stairs.

Mo Zhan stood up from the car door and slowly walked up the stairs.

Han Xiaoxiao's heart trembled with every step he took. She had no idea what the man would do next.

Mo Zhan took the last step and landed in front of Chu Zimo. He lazily glanced at Han Xiaoxiao and ignored her as if she was nothing. He smiled at Chu Zimo: "President Chu, you really care about your employees." Whenever there are employees working overtime, you have to accompany them to bed? "

Chu Zimo's face was cold: "President Mo, you rushed all the way to my company just to ridicule me?"

Han Xiaoxiao, who was standing at the side, was momentarily stunned. They … Know him?

The two companies were well-known brands in the industry, how could the directors of the two companies not recognize them? He lowered his head, his expression pale.

Mo Zhan snorted and looked at Chu Zimo lazily, "You think too highly of yourself. I don't have the time to specifically come over for you."

"I suppose so. At the same time, I don't have the time to receive you. If there's nothing else, I have to go first. "

"Unfortunately, my woman is a rookie in your design company. I heard that she worked late into the night. I want to take a look and see what exactly does the company that shamelessly bullies rookies look like."

His woman? A crack appeared on Chu Zimo's cold face as he looked towards Han Xiaoxiao, who was beside him, and inquired.

Han Xiaoxiao lowered her head. Her face was pale and her eyelashes were trembling. She silently gripped the medicinal oil in her hand tightly as her mind drifted to an unknown place.

Chu Zimo looked back at Mo Zhan, who smiled at him triumphantly. "Since my woman is already standing here, I won't chat with her anymore." With an ambiguous smile, he said, "A single moment during the Spring Festival Gala is worth a thousand gold."

Then, he changed into a lazy expression: "President Chu, you shouldn't particularly take care of my woman."

With these words, he walked to Han Xiaoxiao's side and looked down at her.

The warm light from the office building's roof fell on her trembling eyelashes and her pale, expressionless face, making this little girl who had been lively and somewhat proud yesterday look somewhat pitiful.

Mo Zhan was a bit annoyed. He hooked his arm around her waist and wanted to take her away.

Han Xiaoxiao trembled in fright at the sight of the burning hot hand that had suddenly landed on her waist. She raised her head to look at the man beside her.

He smiled at her in an ambiguous manner, but in his eyes, all she saw was impatience and a bone-piercing coldness.

As she was being led a step, the pain from his ankle made her frown and her body go soft. The big hand on her waist lifted her up.

Chu Zimo's urgent voice sounded, "She has a wound on her ankle."

The next moment, her body felt light and she fell into Mo Zhan's arms, being carried by his princess.

Han Xiaoxiao suddenly lost her balance as she hooked herself onto Mo Zhan's neck with both of her hands in search of safety. She looked at his expressionless and perfect profile, while the fawn in her heart started jumping around without any rules.

The moment the Lamborghini door opened, the Cinderella, who had become a princess, was beaten back to her original form.

Mo Zhan threw Han Xiaoxiao into the front passenger seat. "Peng", he shut the car door and shattered the little deer in Han Xiaoxiao's heart. She mockingly pulled the corner of her mouth.

How could she be so stupid as to think that Mo Zhan would care about her foot injury?

Ye Zichen turned his head and looked at Chu Zimo, who was still standing on the stairs, through the dark glass window. She couldn't see his face clearly in the dark.

There was an apologetic look in his eyes. Couldn't she have left something nice with him after all these years? He subconsciously gripped the bottle of medicinal oil in his hand.

With an excited "Weng" sound, the Lamborghini left its bowstring like an arrow. Chu Zimo's tall figure only left an afterimage behind on Han Xiaoxiao's eye line.

She collected herself and shifted in her seat, looking straight ahead.

As the car drove away, it was so quiet that it made one's pores tighten.

Without any warning, Mo Zhan grabbed the oil in Han Xiaoxiao's hand. The window of the car lowered and before Han Xiaoxiao could react, Mo Zhan threw the bottle of oil out the window.