C5 False Alarm

Mu Fengyun's lips curved slightly, his voice was lazy and full of magnetism.

Mo Ke, who had yet to calm down, suddenly became nervous. She gripped her fingers tightly and asked, "You, you all know about it?"

"Yes, we all know that. It's not a secret. Why is your face so ugly?"

Mo Ke's face was pale and her body was trembling slightly. She already knew what was going on. How could this be? She gritted her teeth and stared at him. "What about the madame and the Old Master, did they know as well?"

"That's right. Eh, that's a very strange question. Grandmother told you to go to the ancestral hall and accompany Big Bro. She and Grandfather obviously knew that you kneeled in the ancestral hall for the entire night."

Mo Ke's eyes widened as she mumbled, "Are you talking about the matter of the ancestral hall?"

"That's right!" Mu Fengyun's elegant peach blossom eyes blinked, "Is there anything else?"

"No, no, of course not. Ha, ha, ha …" Mo Ke chuckled dryly. Her heart had finally returned to her chest. She had thought that she was exposed and almost died because of him.

There was still a street away from the newbie building. Mo Ke quickly got Mu Fengyun to stop the car, "Alright, I'll leave it here."

"I haven't reached my destination yet." Although Mu Fengyun said that, he still stopped according to her wishes.

"Thank you for today, I'll be leaving first. Bye bye." Mo Ke didn't explain any further. She just didn't want her colleagues to see her ride to work in such a coquettish car.

Mu Fengyun looked at her back view after she left. His brows slightly raised as a strange smile appeared in his eyes.

Long Invite Technology Co., Ltd.

Mo Ke rushed into the company at the last second and almost ran into a tall, thin man. The man covered his coffee cup in surprise, pointed at her forehead with an orchid, and said, "But brother, you be careful, you dirty my Armani shirt, I'm not done with you."

Mo Ke rolled her eyes. "Sister Lan, since you can't bear to part with such a beautiful shirt, don't put it on to show off!"

The corner of Lin Lanchen's mouth twitched as she glared at her with her charming phoenix eyes. "I'm warning you, you're not allowed to call me Sister Lan!" This brother is a pure man! "

Mo Ke looked at his flowery shirt with disdain. "You think you're a real man? Don't laugh my big teeth off. "Make way, I'm not in a good mood today, I don't have time to chat with you."

"Such a violent temper, your relatives must be back." Lin Lanchenao snorted daintily, twisted her waist, and walked back to her workstation. It was said that women were especially brutal when they came to auntie, so he wasn't so stupid as to go over to the cannon.

They grew up in the same kindergarten, in the same primary school, and then went to the same high school. Later on, they even went to the same university, entered the same department of the same company, and even their workstations were face-to-face. Their colleagues all teased them on the fact that they were fated to be together, and that it was a blessing they had cultivated for eight lifetimes.

"Here, this is our new mission. Since you weren't here yesterday, the old demon told me to give it to you." A document was thrown from the other side, nearly smashing Mo Ke's face. She raised her head and glared at Lin Lanchen, who had a wretched smile on her face.

Old Devil was the manager of their original painting department. His original name was Gao Mo, and he was most skilled at enslaving the labourers. His ultimate skill was his ice face, which gave him 100% lethality.

Mo Ke and Lin Lanchen were both original painters, responsible for designing game characters and character props based on planning materials. The document he threw to her was the blueprint for this new game.

Mo Ke was so busy that she suddenly stretched out her hand and placed a cup of hot tea beside her. Zheng smiled eerily. "It's for you, brother. Red sugar ginger tea. No need to thank me. I'm Lei Feng."

"Why did you give me this?" Mo Ke was surprised.

"Hehe, aren't you a relative? The group is exploding with activity. I'm here to represent the entire department to take care of you. It's your fault that you're the only woman in our department."

The corner of Mo Ke's mouth twitched. She looked around and saw that the entire department, including the eight wolves, were staring at her with a weird smile. She glared at them and opened up the QQ group.

Sister Lan: Oh, brothers, this is a friendly reminder. Big brother and big aunt are here today. You should take care of this. Don't piss her off.

Lil 'Li: Hey, I was wondering why Ke was looking like a constipated person. It turns out to be a relative. Hurry up. Red Sugar Ginger Tea is here to offer our warm love.

Brother Sharp: On the top floor!

Wang Zhong Wang: F * ck, this topic is so explosive. I suddenly thought of my first love, as well as her bright red aunt …

Mo Ke was furious inside. She was the only woman in the department. She called her 'big bro' all the time, but she accepted it. She actually dared to make fun of her big aunt. She was tired of living! These bastards!

Her fingertips danced across the keyboard as she threw out three bloody kitchen knives in the chat group. "You bastards, wash your necks and wait for me!"

After sending the message, she raised her head and glared at Lin Lanchen, who was the instigator of the attack. Her ferocious eyes frightened Little Lan so much that she trembled in fear.

Lin Lanchen also knew that she had angered Mo Ke, so she sent several messages on QQ to play cute and beg for mercy, but she didn't pay any attention to him.

Lunch time at the staff dining hall, Mo Ke chose an empty table. The moment she sat down, Lin Lanchen took her plate and sat across from her with a face full of smiles.

"Ke, you're still angry at me. We've been good brothers for so many years. Please forgive me."

Mo Ke threw a knife at him. "Who's your brother?"

"Good sister, good sister, you've become a good sister, right?" "Braised pork ribs, your favorite. Eat more."

Mo Ke grunted, much of her anger subsiding. She knew Lin Lanchen wasn't a bad person, but she had a bit of a mean tongue and a bit of a lack of conscience.

She took a bite of the pork chop and inadvertently raised her head. Her eyes suddenly widened as her body stiffened. Why was he here?

A group of people crowded around a man who looked like a king. He was dressed in a black suit, his slender figure was straight, and his handsome face was expressionless. He exuded a noble and domineering aura that made people feel that he was untouchable, even the company's general manager, Xiao Ye, was respectful to him.

Mo Ke hurriedly wiped her clothes and buried her head very low, afraid that the man would see her.

Mu Shaofeng sensed something and suddenly stopped in his tracks. His cold gaze looked towards a certain direction. Xiao Ye followed his gaze and smiled, "Boss Mu, those are our company's two most outstanding original painters, Mo Ke and Lin Lanchen."

Mu Shaofeng's dark eyes became colder and colder. He turned his feet and walked in that direction. The crowd behind him followed him immediately.