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

in the afternoon.

Xiong Dong pushed open the door of the president's office for the third time.

At a glance, I saw the little meat dumpling crawling on the table. He was sitting cross-legged beside him, with his arms crossed, his mouth pouted, and he just looked at the front angrily.

"Master, would you like some dessert?"

Ever since the scandal emerged, the little prince was taken into the company by the CEO from the kindergarten.

It was originally to protect him, but he didn't want to recruit a big devil instead.

Xiaobao glanced at him, but didn't pay attention at all.

Xiong Dong could only cough a few times, and looked behind the desk, only to see a familiar figure sitting there.

Mo Junzhe carefully reviewed the documents in his hand, occasionally answered a phone call, and looked very serious in his work, as if he didn't feel the "murderous" gaze next to him at all.

"President, young master, are you two sure you don't want to say a word?"

The air was eerily still.

Mo Xiaobao glared at him, "Xiaobao doesn't want to talk to him!"

"He's gone too far. He even had an affair with that ugly woman. If Ranran knew about it, he would be so sad."

Xiong Dong wiped his sweat, "Young master, the reason why the scandal is a scandal is because it is false."

"It doesn't matter if it's fake! If he scares Ranran away, Xiaobao will... cut off the father-son relationship with him."

"You can't say that!"

Xiong Dong was so frightened.

Sure enough, the expressionless man behind the desk finally put down the document in his hand and raised his head slowly.

His handsome facial features were shrouded in haze.

Mo Junzhe looked over coldly, "Say it again."

The man's face was cold and stern, his jawline was tense and tight, and Mo Xiaobao was so frightened that he trembled all over.

He silently turned around with his legs crossed, facing the other side.

"Hmph, bad dad."

Xiong Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and looked over there, "President, although the scandal has been forcibly suppressed, now Liu Xu'er's fans suddenly started to explode, leaving messages in various forums. The situation is getting worse .”

"Let them make trouble."

"But if this continues, madam..."

As soon as the little guy heard the word "madam", his ears stretched out.

Mo Junzhe glanced at him, didn't speak, but got up straight away.

The long legs moved away, and after a while, they arrived at the table where Xiaobao was sitting cross-legged.

The man lifted him up.

"Bad dad, what are you going to do! Do you want to kill your relatives and throw away Xiaobao... Woohoo, help!"

Xiong Dong watched the little young master being lifted up, all the way to the window, his heart felt cold.

Could the CEO be really angry, lose his head, and beat up the young master?

"Xiaobao is definitely not your own, you always bully Xiaobao..."

"Ranran, help!"

Mo Junzhe carried him by the window, pulled a chair at random and threw him on it, condescendingly, "Call your Ranran and ask her to come rescue you."

Huh?
Xiaobao blinked his eyes, but didn't react for a long time.

Xiong Dong on the side was stunned there, and only then did his eyes light up, and he clapped his hands together vigorously.

The president is still amazing, he can think of this way.

Madam doesn't answer the phone now and ignores people, but if it's the young master, can Madam ignore it?
really.

Mo Xiaobao twisted his little butt, and changed into a comfortable position.

He quickly took out his phone.

"Ranran, help!" The little guy said "Wow", and after hearing the familiar voice from inside, he cried as soon as he said it.