Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Lan Qian's desk is ready.

Just opposite Mo Chen, there was originally a row of bookshelves, but now it has been replaced with her desk.

Very efficient.

Sitting in her seat, Lan Qian could see the man working hard opposite her by just raising her eyes slightly.

The man was sitting at the desk, holding a pure black pen in his slender, beautiful fingers, writing something on a document. His eyelashes were very long, like butterfly wings, and there was no emotion on his almost perfect face, giving people a cold and indifferent texture.

She couldn't help but keep looking at him.

As if noticing her gaze, Mo Chen's fingers stopped writing.

He raised his eyes and looked over.

Lan Qian did not dodge or avoid, but looked straight into his dark eyes.

This surprised Mo Chen a little, especially the girl's eyes were so pure, clear and transparent without a trace of impurities, as if she could see through everyone's heart.

He looked away slightly.

A cold and emotionless voice came over.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"Have you finished reading the materials?"

……material.

Lan Qian then turned her gaze back to the pile of documents on the table, remembering that as soon as she entered the office, the man stuffed a thick pile of information into her hand, saying that it was about the Lan Group's business and recent major projects.

Such a thick stack of documents...

She was still more interested in watching him.

"can't read."

Lan Qian looked at him again and spoke without changing her expression.

How could she, a young lady who had just graduated from college and had never been involved in corporate affairs, understand these things?

It definitely requires someone to teach you.

and so……

"You're going to teach me?"

The girl's tone was semi-commanding, a little bit indulgent and as if she was joking. Strangely, Mo Chen didn't mind it. In fact, in his heart, this girl was quite... cute?

Realizing his inner thoughts, Mo Chen lowered his eyes slightly.

"it is good."

He got up.

The long legs wrapped in the suit stepped forward.

"What don't you understand?"

A noble and stern young man stood beside her. He leaned forward slightly, with his slender and beautiful fingers resting on the edge of the desk. The cuffs of his snow-white shirt were neatly arranged, and on his fair wrist he wore an expensive and cold watch.

His eyes fell on the open file on the table.

Lan Qian opened the file and glanced at it without looking at it again. When she heard his question, she quickly looked at it again, then rubbed her head with her fingers, looking very distressed.

“I don’t understand anything.”

"What should I do, Brother Mo Chen?"

She raised her eyes and turned her head to look at him.

Hearing this, the elegant young man calmly lowered his eyes, picked up the document on the table with his slender fingers, and his cold voice did not change, nor did it show any emotional ups and downs:

"Then start from the basics." He closed the document in his hand and put it aside. He then picked up another book that didn't look too thin. "Finish reading this book first. I'll come to check it in two days."

Two days... No, she just wanted him to teach her so as to increase the chances of them spending time together. How did it become her teaching herself?

"Read the book carefully."

He put down the book and was about to leave.

"and many more."

Lan Qian suddenly grabbed his hand, she looked up, and looked at him with clear eyes: "Won't you teach me?"

The moment the girl's hand touched Mo Chen's fingertips trembled slightly. He seemed to have forgotten his habit of never touching women. He let her hold him, but his eyes remained calm and emotionless.

"If you don't understand something, you can always ask me."

……

It seemed that Mo Chen really only regarded her as the heir of the Lan family who came to the company to learn so that she could take over the Lan Group in the future.

He would patiently answer any questions she encountered that she didn't understand. He would take her to various company meetings on weekdays, let her get in touch with the company's various businesses, and teach her everything without reservation.

But his attitude towards her seemed to have not changed much from the beginning, and there was always a hint of coldness in his attitude.

"What went wrong?"

Alone at home, Lan Qian frowned and thought.

She spent a lot of time with Mo Chen during this period, but they were more like ordinary colleagues. Sometimes she would get close to him intentionally or unintentionally, and his attitude would be indifferent, and he would deliberately keep a distance from her.

[Maybe it’s because the original owner was so mean to the master in the past, so the master is always wary of you? ]

The little dumpling analyzed.

[After all, in the eyes of the master, you, the host, are going to compete with him for the management rights of the Lan Group. Although the master is not nostalgic for this position, in his eyes, you have been his opposite since childhood. ]

"maybe."

Considering what the original owner had done before, it was unexpected that Mo Chen would have this attitude now, but what she wanted was not just this kind of calmness without any disturbance.

"But I don't have that much patience."

Having gotten used to his embrace, how can I bear the loneliness of being alone?

"Why not lock him up?"

[Host, do you want to...?]

The little dumpling was surprised.

"He has locked me up so many times, I also want to try the feeling of locking him up," Lan Qian's eyes flickered with interest. She looked at the empty villa, "This house seems a little too empty, it would be better to have one more person."

Little Dumpling: ...

It understands the little fun between lovers.

It will avoid it then!

Just as he was talking, the doorbell of the villa suddenly rang.

The servant came in and reported: "Miss, your friend Miss Zhou is here to see you again. You were not here last time, and I didn't let her in as you instructed. This time, you see..."

Lan Qian thought for a while before she found out from the original owner's memory that this Miss Zhou was one of the original owner's friends.

Those people were blocked by her and couldn't contact her.

So now it’s straight to the door.

"No, let her go."

"Yes."

The servant prepared to go out.

"Wait," Lan Qian suddenly stopped her again. Perhaps she could use those people to bring her closer to Mo Chen. "When she leaves, ask her what's the matter."

"Yes, Miss."

Although the servant was puzzled, he still did as she asked.

Come back in a while.

"Miss, Miss Zhou said there will be a party at the Jinhuang Club at 9 o'clock tonight. Please go and join us."

"understood."

Lan Qian's eyes moved slightly.

A party...is a good opportunity.