The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

Her apricot eyes were shining, and she was not timid in the slightest.

Zhen Jun's face was not very good-looking for a while, and she slapped the table heavily.

"It's the rule!"

She put on a particularly fierce face, even Qian Chenglin was fine, and stared at Bai Xiran fiercely, "I just want you to tell the other party's contact information to confirm again, why have you been unwilling!"

"Because there is no need for this!"

Before Bai Xiran could refute, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open.

All eyes were on the past in an instant.

The man was dressed in a black overcoat, with the coldness of killing the winter all over his body, so he rushed in with such strides.

Mo Junzhe's temperatureless eyes swept across the audience, and soon he saw the little wife who was persecuted and "bullied" by everyone, and his face became more gloomy, and he spoke in a cold voice.

"It's nothing more than a ghostwriting of a few details. As for what happened?"

And Qian Chenglin, who had been covering his ears because they were yelling and was about to blow up, finally found someone to talk to at this moment, "It's fine when you come, I leave this matter to you."

He immediately got up and walked out. Anyway, it was something you caused yourself, so clean it up yourself!
When the others saw that Qian Chenglin had left, they were even more pleased with Mo Junzhe, who had always been fair and had a bad reputation.

Su Zhao couldn't help but took the initiative to say, "Mr. Mo is the best to uphold justice. We just want her to tell who the ghostwriter is, but she refuses to do harmless things. Isn't it guilty of stealing? What is it? "

She used words more and more ruthlessly.

He didn't even dare to lift his head when he talked about his little wife!

Mr. Mo's face was gloomy and ugly, and he stood there in awe, his eyes seemed to be eating people.

Su Zhao didn't notice it at all, but just thought he was jealous and couldn't see these dirty things, so he yelled loudly, "Bai Xiran, now that Mr. Mo is here, are you still willing to say it?"

Zhen Jun also echoed, "Mr. Mo is well-informed, can you tell who the ghostwriter is? We can also ask him why he did this."

After she asked this sentence, Bai Xiran finally looked up at the man.

Xing Mou blinked, her little face was helpless and innocent.

They really forced me to ask, but I didn't say a word...

Mo Junzhe looked at each other, and there was a hint of meaningful emotion in his lowered eyes, and then he slightly lifted his thin lips, and said two words gently.

"it's me."

what?
Everyone was shocked there.

Even Bai Xiran who just relaxed.

She looked at the man in disbelief, and then looked around at everyone staring at her, as if they were trying to devour him!
Bai Xiran looked at the man's indifferent appearance, as if it was a matter of course.

She suddenly panicked.

Just being interrogated and persecuted by these people is not so panic!
Uncle Mo! !Shut up!
"How could it be Mr. Mo's ghostwriting? Bai Xiran is just an intern in our company, and the working hours are not long now. Even if you cherish your juniors and have had contact with them, why are you ghostwriting for her..."

The smile on Zhen Jun's face couldn't hold back anymore.

All she knew was that Mr. Mo was Zhuqian's partner, and Qianshao listened to him occasionally when making big decisions.

But Qian Shao has always had no opinion, so it's normal to refer to Mr. Mo's opinion.

But how... ghostwriting for an intern?

"Why, your company squeezes employees and gives impossible projects, but you come to ask me why I ghostwritten a few details?"

Mo Junzhe's voice was cold, but his tone of voice was still calm, calm and indifferent.

The others only thought he was displeased, but Bai Xiran who was at the side trembled tremblingly, wishing he could rush over to stop him.

Uncle Mo, stop talking!
"Why did I do it myself? Naturally, it's because I feel sorry for my wife. I made up a few trivial details and let her sleep for a while."