That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

Not to mention Su Nianbai, even Qiao Jiao's eyes widened in surprise.

Mo Jinhuai, this means

"Want to hide me?" Su'I asked incredulously.

"Not to mention." Mo Jinhuai's dark eyes did not have a trace of turmoil, "I just think that you should learn to be a human being before you can act."

Su Nianbai turned his head and stared at Qiao Jiao with hatred: "Just because of him and because of himself, Jin Huai, you don't care about the relationship you have had for so many years."

Yi, do you want to hide me in the snow? ! "

The man moved to block Su Nianbai's line of sight, looking at the face in front of him that resembled Qiao Jiao, he sighed: "Xiaobai, don't deceive yourself, between you and me, you should know that it's not the kind you said."

Su'I shook his head in reluctance to believe it: "Obviously you like me! You have always been so good to me! He is just my substitute! Are you afraid

I'm not in good health so don't touch me, you"

"Xiaobai." Mo Jinhuai's voice was cold, as if ice particles were mixed in it.

Su'I's words were interrupted, he took a step back, gritted his teeth and said, "We have been fine for the past three years, it is because of him, if he hadn't come back"

Mo Jinhuai frowned: "This has nothing to do with Jiaojiao, besides, you won't forget the contract you signed with me back then, right?"

contract?What contract?

Qiao Jiao, who was listening silently, stared at Mo Jinhuai's back thoughtfully.

Perhaps other people present would think that Mo Jinhuai was talking about the artist contract signed with Su Nianbai, and wanted to use his identity as the behind-the-scenes boss to suppress Su Nianbai, so that Xiao Qinger, who had fallen out of favor, would not make a fuss.

But Qiao Jiao knew it was definitely not the case, Mo Jinhuai's tone was clearly talking about something else.

Is there something that only Mo Jinhuai and Su Nianbai know?

What contract did the two of them sign in private?

What surprised Qiao Jiao even more was that after hearing these words, Su Nianbai suddenly died down like a punctured balloon, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Could it be that Su Nianbai had some reason to fall into Mo Jinhuai's hands?

Thinking about it carefully, for so many years, Mo Jinhuai's attitude towards Su'I Nianbai is also very strange

Giving the best quality of life and love seems to be held in the palm of your hand and pampered, but you never touch it. Is this the way lovers should get along?

It would be too far-fetched to say that Su Nianbai is not in good health.

"Maybe you've been thinking in the wrong direction all along!"

The system seems to have grasped the key to the truth: "Maybe the relationship between your man and Xiao Bailian is not love at all! Have you ever thought that they may be in another relationship!"

Qiao Jiao agrees: It is possible that

"But what?" the system asked.

Qiao Jiao roared inwardly: But can you stop playing Conan BGM automatically in my head while talking?!

The system embarrassingly shut down the very brainwashed old anime theme song: "Sorry, sorry, I can't help myself when I see the truth..."

But what is the relationship between the dead man and Su Yibai?

If love is excluded, what is the possibility?

illegitimate child?impossible!Su Zhuanbai is too old, Mo Jinhuai will never have a son at just a few years old...

That's his father's illegitimate son?Mo Jinhuai's half brother?It feels unlikely, but this option remains.

Or, there is something in Su Yubai that Mo Jinhuai wants, the two reached an agreement, the man treats him so well, after all, there is no free lunch in the world, Mo Jinhuai can't get people out of the slums for no reason ...

Qiao Jiao's thoughts were one head and two big, and he couldn't understand Mo Jinhuai's thoughts at all.

Su Zhebai didn't argue any more, he just raised his head sadly, gave Qiao Jiao a deep look, then turned and left, like a proud white peacock.

The little assistant who was fired hesitated for a while, and followed Su Yubai out, probably hoping that there would be some way to continue to hang out with his old club.

Mo Jinhuai glanced at the few people at the door of the dressing room, and said gloomily, "What? Haven't seen enough?"

Director, Li Zeng, Lin Shuyi: "!!!"

The director and Li Zeng laughed dryly and fled the scene very knowingly.

Lin Shuyi came over with milk tea and handed it to Qiao Jiao: "Xiaojiao, your milk... no, no, it's your milk tea... Well, it's a pity that it's no longer iced."

"It's okay, it's delicious without ice, thank you, Shu Yi."

Qiao Jiao took it and took a few sips. He really needs some milk tea to calm down his shock.

The amount of information in the conversation between Mo Jinhuai and Su Zhuanbai just now was really too much!

The system proudly said: "Host, you successfully snatched the man back from Xiaobailian's hands! Coquettish and lowly? You are good at skills, this system is indeed the most powerful system, unparalleled in the world, there is no one!"

Have some face, you obviously didn't do anything, you're completely on-hook...

Qiao Jiao complained about the system inwardly.

Qiao Jiao heard a lot from Mo Jinhuai's words, the most important point was that the man didn't seem to regard him as Xiao Bailian's substitute!

Not being used as a stand-in... A few years ago, Mo Jinhuai did not want him...

What does this mean? !

It means that the man has desires for him!

And this is not projected on Xiao Bailian, but only on him...

Oh, dead man, why don't you like him...

Qiao Jiao really wanted to capture her past self and strangle him to death. He knew Mo Jinhuai so well, so how could he be so stupid in this matter!

With Mo Jinhuai's arrogance, how could he readily accept the confession? It must be awkward for a long time.

So back then, his confession was rejected, isn't it normal?

He should pester the man with a stern face and keep saying it over and over again. Why should he be serious with a dead man?so much wasted

The more Qiao Jiao thought about it, the hotter her cheeks and ears became, and her skin turned crimson.

Fu Zhe treated his wound and stood up, stuffing several bottles and cans to Mo Jinhuai: "Remember to give him medicine, once in the morning and in the evening."

The certainty of the confession seemed to confirm that Mo Jinhuai would not leave Qiao Jiao before his wound healed.

Mo Jinhuai also nodded naturally: "Understood."

"Wait," the man seemed to have made up his mind, lowered his voice to deal with Zhe Dao, "you should prepare for that plan, I want to advance."

Fu Zhe paused, then subconsciously glanced at Qiao Jiao: "Okay..."

The endless conversation contained important information, but Qiao Jiao didn't hear a single word because she was too busy to be shy and annoyed.

When he came back to his senses, almost everyone in the dressing room had left, only Mo Jinhuai and the little assistant who persuaded Su Chenbai were left.

carry on?They..." Qiao Jiao looked at Mo Jinhuai blankly.

"Fu Zhe took your little friend away when he went out. He struggled a bit, but it didn't seem to help." Mo Jinhuai briefly explained the whereabouts of Fu Zhe and Lin Shuyi in a few words. He walked to the sofa and raised his hand He patted the boy's head.

The soft light brown hair passed through the fingers, and he felt so comfortable that he couldn't help touching it several times.

——CEO Mo Da, who doesn't like small animals, finally understands why so many people like folding cats, and his petite cats are also easy to fold!

"Oh! Don't poke my head all the time, your hair is all gone!"

Qiao Jiao moved her big hands over her head in dissatisfaction, causing the man to let out a low laugh.

"Boss, President Joe"

The little assistant hunched his shoulders and stood by the wall without any sense of presence. He didn't dare to leave without Mo Jinhuai's order, but seeing that the president and the new artist seemed to be getting together, he hurriedly reminded him that there were still people here.

Qiao Jiao remembered that Mo Jinhuai assigned this assistant to him, and asked, "What's your name?"

The little assistant stood up straight and said seriously: "Chen Zhou, 22 years old!"

"Ah, then you are two years older than me," Qiao Jiao scratched his head, "Don't call me brother, just call Xiaojiao, my friends call me that, so I'll call you Zhouzhou, okay?"

"Okay!" Chen Zhou felt that this new artist was much better than Su Yubai, he was better looking and spoke softly, and he especially hoped that he could quickly get along with Qiao Jiao.

He looked actively at the bottles and jars in Mo Jinhuai's hands: "President, why don't you leave these to me? I have also learned nursing knowledge before, so I can take good care of Xiaojiao. Please rest assured."

"Well, take it and put it away first." Mo Jinhuai handed the medicine bottle in his hand to Chen Zhou, and sat beside Qiao Jiao leaning on the armrest of the sofa, "However, I don't need you for the time being. I'll come while I'm here."

He turned his face to Qiao Jiao, pursed his lips and said, "This is for fun."

Qiao Jiao was very uncomfortable with Mo Jinhuai's flirting behavior at the slightest disagreement, and her face immediately flushed with embarrassment.

Chen Zhou has worked as an assistant for several years, and he knows the industry rules: don't read what shouldn't be seen, don't say what shouldn't be said.

He wisely put the medicine bottles on the table, and immediately left the dressing room to make room for the boss. When he went out, he locked the door very thoughtfully, and guarded the door faithfully.

Anyone who wants to film the scandal of his artist should step on him first!

The dressing room was cleared, but Qiao Jiao became more and more nervous.

Before, he could face Mo Jinhuai shamelessly, just thinking about earning heartbeat points, but now...

"Jiaojiao, you're sweating a lot." Mo Jinhuai leaned over and spoke a very normal sentence in a hoarse voice.

Qiao Jiao remembered that she might smell of sweat, so she pushed the man nervously: "I'm hot, don't get so close..."

"Hot?" Mo Jinhuai lowered the air conditioner in the room by two degrees, "Is it still hot?"

It's hot...not only hot, but getting hotter...

Qiao Jiao tugged at the collar of his jacket.

Mo Jinhuai saw the small shoulder pockets flashing past, and said absentmindedly: "The little vest you are wearing inside is soaked through, and you will catch a cold if you cover it, take it off quickly, and just put on my coat."

When Qiao Jiao heard this, she immediately covered her neckline tightly and looked at Mo Jinhuai vigilantly.

Treat him like a three-year-old kid!The dead man breathes so heavily, do you think he can't hear it? !If he takes off his coat on the front foot, he will be kicked down on the back foot

The boy is like a small prey that has been caught. He is obviously terrified, but he is bluffing with his round eyes, but he doesn't know that in the eyes of men, this appearance is so cute that he wants to bully him.

Mo Jinhuai held Qiao Jiao's two little hands clutching the neckline, and pretended to be distressed: "What should I do, Jiaojiao? Brother Huai loves you so much, how can I be willing to see you get hurt and catch a cold..."

The man's wicked smile gradually enlarged: "If you really don't want to take it off yourself, then I... can only help you."