Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Huo Beicheng looked at her, as if he saw the holidays of those years...

When Huo Dashao returned to Huo's house, he almost never did his homework.

For him, homework is something that can be done in a few minutes at school, and there is no need to take it home to do it.

But it was different for Jiang Muyu!

As a scumbag, Jiang Muyu was mischievous and would patronize and play every time. On the last day of the holiday, she was as busy as many students and had to jump around.

She hates doing homework. Every time, she writes down everything she knows first, and then faces a bunch of questions she doesn't understand.

The last day of every vacation.

In the end, Jiang Muyu would come to him with his homework in his hands, with a flattering smile on his delicate face.

"Master Huo, have you finished your homework?"

Seeing her shining eyes, he already guessed what she wanted to do.

It's just that he still didn't change his face, "Of course it's done!"

The brightness in Jiang Muyu's eyes increased by another eight degrees, and she immediately approached him with a smile, pulled his sleeves and acted like a spoiled child, "Master Huo, I don't know how to do many problems, can you teach me how to do it?" ?”

"Don't teach, you are too stupid."

The little girl's eyes immediately widened, "Young Master Huo, the teacher teaches students to help each other, you are a good student... just teach me, okay? Okay!"

"I'm not your classmate, I don't teach!"

It's just that she never gave up easily when he rejected him!

Since childhood, Jiang Muyu has the kind of temperament that will not give up until the goal is achieved.

He is usually so annoyed by her that in the end... he will still teach her...

Jiang Muyu is actually quite smart, but she doesn't know why she often can't turn her head when it comes to studies, which is why she always fails in the exams. At that time, he has been thinking about which school he will arrange for her to go to college in the future. good.

It's just... before she went to college, she had already left the Huo family.

Fleeing from his memory, Huo Beicheng's eyes were on Jiang Muyu again, and he watched her holding the dictionary with a distressed expression and kept flipping through it.

Then, she suddenly raised her head and looked at him pitifully, just in time to meet his gaze.

When Jiang Muyu found that First Young Master Huo was staring at him, he felt a little faint.

She twitched the corners of her mouth and showed a smile, "Well... there are some proper nouns, I can't understand..."

Oh my god!
She already feels dizzy now, seeing those English letters is like seeing a heavenly book.

She can be very sure that Huo Beicheng definitely wants to use this method to torture her to death! !
Jiang Muyu looked at Young Master Huo pitifully, and wondered if there could be another way of punishment.

This kind of asking her to translate English materials is simply abusing her brain, heart, and body. She feels that her hair is going to be stripped by herself!

For all scumbags, this is definitely more terrible than any punishment.

Jiang Muyu smiled flatteringly, "Master Huo, can I..."

"cannot!"

Before she could finish speaking, Huo Beicheng had already thrown out two words, his tone was cold and without any disturbance.

Looking at her eyes, he knew what she wanted to say.

Jiang Muyu silently withdrew her gaze, and continued to resign herself to flipping through the dictionary at hand, but the dictionary made a clattering sound when she flipped through it, as if deliberately venting, making a lot of noise.

snort!If she doesn't let her have a good time, she can't let him be so peaceful.

He was resting comfortably while reading magazines, but she still had to translate bitterly on the plane.

Why!Why!

Just getting more and more angry!
Jiang Muyu slapped the pen on the table, "I won't turn it over."

Huo Beicheng frowned, and turned his head to look at her coldly.

Jiang Muyu felt annoyed in her heart, "I can't translate it, I can't understand it! It's just a knife for killing people, Young Master Huo, you are Ling Chi at all!"

Since she is going to die in the end, what is she still doing here as an interpreter?

Die or die!

Anyway, she doesn't want to translate any more, these piles are full of technical terms, and there are more than ten pages.

It took her a long time to translate just now, and she only managed to translate the first few lines. She was looking through the dictionary almost all the time.

Asking her to continue flipping through these dozen or so pages would be fatal!
If Young Master Huo wants to get angry, just get angry, she will bear it! !
No, the imaginary scolding didn't come, Huo Beicheng suddenly reached out and took the paper in front of her, looked at the words on it, and frowned tightly.

"Is this the level of your company's reporters?" He flicked the paper with his fingers, looking disgusted.

This contemptuous tone...

Jiang Muyu said unhappily: "That's the level! You asked me to translate, but it's not because you don't know that I'm not good at studying, and the worst thing is English."

When she was studying, English was the worst subject, and those English letters seemed to be incompatible with her.

Huo Beicheng had known for a long time that her English was bad, and now he deliberately asked her to translate.

Jiang Muyu had a small face full of anger, she stood up and was about to take it, but someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, and a strong force directly pulled her over.

Huo Beicheng pulled the person aside, took a pen to draw on the document and began to draw.

"This is the meaning of land use rights..."

His voice is cold and magnetic, very recognizable, and if he sings, it must be very moving.

Jiang Muyu listened to his voice, not paying attention to what he said at all.

She looked at the document distractedly, and her eyes gradually turned to his face.

Huo Dashao's side profile is very good-looking, with a high bridge of nose, he can make a side profile casually, and the breath on his body is a smell that she was very familiar with, looking at it from this angle, she can clearly see him The eyelashes are very long and curled up.

In a trance, she thought of those holiday afternoons.

He was always pestered by her to teach her to do homework, every topic in Huo Beicheng's hands seemed to be as simple as eating and drinking.

Some people are really... blessed!
Huo Beicheng is such a person!

Jiang Muyu stood on the edge of the chair stupidly, almost didn't listen to a word, just stared at him blankly.

Huo Beicheng seemed to be aware of it, looked sideways at her, and frowned, "Are you going to translate by yourself?"

This girl is always distracted like this every time, no wonder she always doesn't study well.

"Ah, I have listened, I have listened, you say."

Only then did Jiang Muyu come to his senses, his cheeks turned red instantly, and he quickly looked away from his face.

Oh my god, she actually stared at First Young Master Huo in a daze.

Huo Beicheng didn't say anything, but continued to translate those proper nouns for her. Jiang Muyu listened, and his eyes slowly turned from the pile of English letters to his fingers.

Those hands were beautiful, with slender fingers and well-defined joints.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Muyu's head suddenly hurt, and he immediately raised his hand to cover his head habitually, "Hey, Young Master Huo, why did you hit me, you idiot!"

There was a bit of a woman's coquettishness in her voice.