Chapter 602 Answer My Question, Mianmian

"Yes, Mr. Mo."

When Wei Zheng left, he looked at Qiao Mianmian with some worry.

Mr. Mo looked very angry.

In a while, don't quarrel with the young lady.

However, it is normal for Mr. Mo to be angry when the young lady and her ex-boyfriend made such news.

Any man would not be so generous as to remain indifferent after seeing such news.

Especially, Mr. Mo cares so much about the young lady.

If he were in Mr. Mo's position, he would not be able to bear it.

Probably, he would be so angry that he would immediately bankrupt the Su family.

Think about this Su Ze, he is really asking for death.

Giving flowers to the young lady before had already made Mr. Mo very angry.

Now, he even proposed to the young lady in public on the street.

It can be said that he is quite asking for death.

This time, it is estimated that he really angered Mr. Mo.

Although, when he first told President Mo about this matter, President Mo had no expression on his face, and he didn't get angry, and he seemed very calm...

However, he had been with President Mo for many years, and he knew too well that in such a situation, the more silent he was, the more terrifying it would be later.

This Su Ze was destined to be in trouble.

After Wei Zheng left, he gently closed the door of the office.

After he left, Mo Yesi hooked his finger at Qiao Mianmian, signaling her to come closer.

The air pressure on his body was too low, and his eyes were too cold. Although he looked no different from usual, his whole body exuded a cold atmosphere of "Stranger Keep Out".

For a while, Qiao Mianmian was a little afraid to approach him.

She stood there, stunned for a few seconds.

It was these few seconds that made the man's eyes colder.

The breath of "Stranger Keep Out" on his body became stronger.

It was so strong that for a moment, Qiao Mianmian wanted to turn around and escape from the office.

Seeing that she stood there without moving, Mo Yesi reached out his hand and forcibly pulled her into his arms.

Qiao Mianmian screamed "Ah", her head hit his strong chest, and was forced to sit on his thighs.

Before she raised her head, a low voice fell from above her head: "Where did you go today?"

"What were you doing before you came to me?"

The man's seemingly calm voice concealed a hint of danger.

Qiao Mianmian heard it, she struggled twice, frowned and shouted softly: "Mo Yesi, let me go."

The man's arm was like a branding iron, tightly wrapped around her waist.

The force was so strong that it seemed to cut her off at the waist.

It made her very uncomfortable.

"Baby, you haven't answered me yet." Mo Yesi stretched out his hand to pinch her jaw, and used a little force to force her to look up and look at him. There was no emotion in his cold voice, "Where did you go before coming to Mo's? What did you do?"

"Mo Yesi."

Although he didn't use much force, Qiao Mianmian's face was still wrinkled in pain, and her eyes were a little red. She bit her lips and glared at him angrily, "Let go, bastard, you hurt me."

Seeing her eyes turn red, Mo Yesi seemed to have just woken up, and his anger instantly disappeared by more than half.

The arm around her waist loosened a little, but still held her domineeringly and forcefully, not completely loosening.

"Answer my question, Mianmian." The man was very persistent about this question and repeated it again, "Where did you go before?"

"Mo Yesi, have you seen my dirty laundry?"

Qiao Mianmian stared at him for a few seconds, a guess crossed his mind, and asked directly.