After the all-powerful secretary resigned, the aloof CEO fainted from tears

Shen Zhixun was sitting in the corner, with no woman around him.

"What? Mr. Song is interested in her?"

"I am naturally interested in such a beautiful woman." Song Yuze sneered, "However, she said that she is yours. You know, we have been good brothers for so many years. Naturally, I will not touch your things. !”

"Oh? Did she say that?" Shen Zhixun raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on Mo Ran.

Mo Ran raised his eyes and met him.

Her expression remained indifferent, and she didn't seem to be panicked by Song Yuze's words.

She told the truth, why are you panicking?

"Yes, I gave you face just now and wanted to talk to her, but she seemed to be very unwilling to give you face!"

Song Yuze crossed his legs and lit a cigarette, looking carefree. "If you don't mind, how about lending her to me for one night?"

"Okay."

Answering almost without hesitation, Shen Zhixun put down the goblet in his hand, a smile on his stern face. "As long as Young Master Song likes it."

His heart dropped suddenly, and Mo Ran's hands hanging by his sides tightened tightly.

She knew that to Shen Zhixun, she was just a secretary.

But after so many years, she had been with him for so many years, and he should have more or less different feelings for her.

Now it seems that it is just an illusion.

Song Yuze shouted arrogantly to Mo Ran, "Secretary Mo, come here and pour me a glass of wine."

"—"

Mo Ran didn't say anything, just walked over and poured wine for Song Yuze.

"Feed me a drink."

Song Yuze was obviously dissatisfied and made even more excessive demands.

Mo Ran pursed his lips, raised the wine glass, and handed it to his mouth.

"I'll let you feed me with your mouth!"

Mo Ran tried hard to restrain her inner resistance, and she raised her eyes to glance at Shen Zhixun not far away.

I saw him sitting there, drinking champagne elegantly as if watching a play.

"Mr. Song, although I am Mr. Shen's secretary, I can't do things other than work in vain!"

Well, die!Just think of it as being bitten by a dog.

But since you are going to die, why not make a good fortune.

She can get a sum of money for just one bite, so she won’t lose!

"How much do you want? Is one hundred thousand enough?"

Song Yuze waved his hand, tore off a check and handed it to Mo Ran.

One hundred thousand?Rich people are really generous with their money.

Mo Ran reached out and took the check, then turned around and smiled at Shen Zhisun.

"Of course that's enough. If I had known that Mr. Song was more generous than my boss, I would have jumped to your company and become your secretary!"

With that said, Mo Ran picked up the glass of champagne, took a sip, then lowered his head and prepared to feed Song Yuze.

Song Yuze was ready, closed his eyes and prepared to enjoy.

The next second, a glass exploded at his feet.

There was a "bang" and pieces of glass flew everywhere.

Mo Ran didn't have time to dodge, and his exposed thigh was directly scratched by the glass.

Blood flowed down his thighs, and the whole air was instantly filled with the smell of blood.

Mo Ran blinked his eyes, raised an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, and swallowed all the wine in his mouth.

She won the bet!

"Zhixun, what are you doing?"

Song Yuze stared at Shen Zhixun very dissatisfied. He didn't understand what Shen Zhixun meant.

It was obviously his intention, why did he suddenly get angry again?

"It's nothing."

Shen Zhixun caught a glimpse of the smile at the corner of Mo Ran's mouth, and instantly felt like he was being pinched.

And this feeling made him very unhappy.

Since she was gambling, why didn't he play bigger?

He wanted to see how Mo Ran would escape in a critical moment.

After getting up and straightening his clothes, Shen Zhixun said, "I just don't want to be an audience. If Mr. Song likes it, please do it yourself. I gave the contract to Mo Ran. After you sign it, just ask her to hand it over to me." Mr. Song, have fun tonight."

When he walked to the door, he looked back at Mo Ran and smiled, that smile was a bit gloomy.

"Mo Ran, take good care of Mr. Song."

After saying that, he had already lifted his feet and left.

Mo Ran clenched his fists, feeling waves already rising in his heart.

Damn, this is a big deal.

She should know that Shen Zhixun hates others guessing his thoughts. She miscalculated!

"Did you hear that? Your boss gave you to me!"

Song Yuze waved his hand, and the beauties around him retreated one by one.

The door was closed, and they were the only two people left in the entire box.

Mo Ran's brain was running rapidly. She didn't expect that Shen Zhixun would really leave her. At this moment, she didn't know what to do.

Song Yuze didn't have that much patience. He pulled Mo Ran into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her forcefully.

"Come on, Mo Ran, I've been craving you for a long time!"

His right hand touched her delicate and white thigh, and the man's body had already reacted.

Holding the man's hand, Mo Ran tried to stay calm.

Her tone was calm and she didn't seem to be frightened at all.

"Young Master Song can do whatever he wants, but this document must be signed first."

She still had to complete the tasks assigned by Shen Zhixun.

"Okay." Song Yuze nodded, let go of her, picked up the pen and signed his name on the document. "I'm afraid you can't run away either!"

Holding the signed documents in his hand, Mo Ran felt really relieved.

"How's it going? Have I satisfied you? It's time for you to satisfy me now, right?"

"In a different place, I don't like the environment here very much."

Mo Ran straightened his clothes and turned to look at Song Yuze, "I think Mr. Song also hopes that we can have a more comfortable environment, right?"

"Go upstairs to the suite!"

"it is good."

Feixi is fully equipped with bars on the first and second floors, and a hotel on the top floor for the young master to take people up to rest.

Mo Ran followed Song Yuze into the elevator. Shen Zhixun's expression flashed through her mind, and her heart ached violently.

This kind of pain made her sober up a little. Perhaps she didn't know until this moment that Shen Zhixun didn't care about her at all.

In his mind, he is just a commodity that can be given away to others.

The elevator quickly reached the top floor, and Song Yuze's restless hands touched Mo Ran's shoulders.

Mo Ran tried his best to hold back the nausea in his heart, and followed Song Yuze into Feise's most luxurious suite with an expressionless face.

When the door opened, Song Yuze couldn't wait to possess the woman in front of him.

"Mo Ran, God knows how long I have been waiting for this day!"

Song Yuze couldn't wait a moment, kicked the door shut, turned around and pressed Mo Ran against the door panel.

The smell of him was off-putting, and Mo Ran frowned unconsciously.

"Since you've been waiting for a long time, Master Song might as well wait a little longer."

"What do you mean?"

Song Yuze's face fell and he said impatiently: "I've given you enough face, you'd better not let me down."

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Song. I just have mysophobia and don't like the smell of tobacco or alcohol on men."

Mo Ran raised his eyes and smiled at Song Yuze with his pretty face.

She doesn't like to laugh, especially at annoying people.

But if a smile can help her escape, she won't be stingy at all.

I've seen Mo Ran several times, and this is the first time I've seen her smile.