The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Gu Nan came to Weizi from Weiai, and he knew the inside information inside.

Weiai has always had a mysterious major shareholder. The shares she holds are equal to the current president of the company. It can be said that she can influence the decision-making power of the entire company, but what is strange is that she has never shown up.

For many years.

However, today this person suddenly gave him a heads-up and took out the equity book, which made his head buzz.

Gu Nan felt that his brain was starting to run out.

What the hell is this? !

Su Mucheng raised her chin: "The result is all in your hands, it's troublesome."

She could understand Gu Nan's reaction, after all, she was shocked at the time.

In fact, this equity is nothing to her, but it is left by her mother. She worked so hard to leave it to her, and she cannot let it down.

She smiled and patted Gu Nan, who was still confused: "I have something to do, so I'll leave first. I'll come over tomorrow to take a look at the finished product."

The day after tomorrow is Fashion Week.

It was so late, and everyone in the company had already gotten off work. Su Mucheng pressed the elevator and saw the familiar figure when she got downstairs.

Mo Yanchen walked over, pulled her collar, and put his thin windbreaker on her shoulders.

The nights in Yanzhou are a bit cold.

"Are you done?" The man's voice sounded cheerful. He glanced at the office on the top floor, which was still lit.

"Yeah." The girl's delicate eyebrows showed a wicked smile: "I'm afraid that a certain vinegar factory owner will be impatient and stop selling my brand."

Mo Yanchen was amused by her, and he raised his finger and tapped her forehead gently, saying in a doting manner, "You know that I, the boss of the vinegar factory, can only be tough on you, the wife of the boss."

Su Mucheng: "..."

"Let's go, tough boss."

Su Mucheng stood on her tiptoes and kissed the man's lips softly, then turned around and bent down to get into the car.

With a small smile in his eyes, the man got into the driver's seat and drove.

in the presidential suite.

"I go!"

Unable to hold back, Su Mucheng spit out the fragrance.

She turned to look at the man holding the tie, and the corners of her mouth were really twitching.

She really didn't expect that this man actually opened the room!

"What do you want to do?"

The man looked at her and smiled: "Baby, am I very honest?"

Guard you big-headed ghost!

Su Mucheng turned around and was about to leave, but someone held her wrist behind her back.

The man's eyes were very dark, and he didn't have the slight smile just now.

With a little force, he pulled her into his arms and held her in his arms.

"What... what's wrong?"

Why did this happen all of a sudden?

Su Mucheng could feel the deep aura emanating from him.

She put her arms around his waist and hugged him back.

A few seconds later, the man's slightly hoarse voice was heard: "Baby, back then...were you injured?"

Su Mucheng was startled.

The body froze for a moment.

When she came out of his arms, she saw the regret and self-blame hidden in the man's eyes.

The two blended together tightly, like a sharp knife, piercing her heart.

Su Mucheng couldn't help but reach out and touch the man's beautiful eyes, trying to drive away his regret and self-blame.

"Yan Chen, you fool."

Not to mention that she knew he didn't mean it, even if it was, she couldn't bear to blame him at all.

"Are you hurt?" The man raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, looking at her closely with his dark eyes.

If she was hurt, he would hurt himself back.

Su Mucheng shook her head: "I'm fine."

She blinked her eyelashes lightly and her voice became softer: "Master protected me and my junior sister and hid in the cave at that time. He was seriously injured."

As soon as Su Mucheng finished speaking, she felt the force on her wrist increase slightly.

She sighed and continued: "Master means something different to me, Yan Chen. It can be said that without him, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"So I have to comfort him first, and you can just feel aggrieved for a while, okay?"

Mo Yanchen smiled seductively with crooked eyes, and rubbed the girl's soft face little by little with his fingertips: "Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you."

It was he who protected his little girl and left her unharmed.

Mo Yanchen lowered his head, kissed the girl's lips, grabbed her wrist and put it on his lower back.

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was drunk: "Baby, can you comfort me first tonight?"

Su Mucheng's fingertips trembled, and he heard the man's magnetic and sexy voice saying in his ear: "Baby, you are the treasure that I hold so close to my heart that I am afraid of getting hurt in the slightest."

Baby, you really never know how deeply you have taken root in my heart and how many positions you occupy.

That is the love that I will sacrifice everything for.

Even if I am broken into pieces, I can still smile because it is you.