MTL - The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You-Chapter 23 After all, the woman he really put on the apex has...

Chapter 23, after all, the woman he really put on the apex has already...

“The Moh Group is a listed company. It often cooperates with foreign companies. If the president’s secretary does not even translate such a simple document, can she just sit in front of the computer and drink tea to be a secretary?” The warm-hearted rhetoric .

"We Jiaxue can't be the president's secretary. Is it that you can still be a 20-year-old little girl with a long hair?" Mopplyin said incoherently: "Then you might as well say that you are holding the depth of field to protect you." You are not! You are not qualified to go in!"

"Auntie, you are too impulsive. I just took a simple example of myself. I read a book abroad, but my dad thought that I was not capable enough, so I later arranged some financial services in China. The refresher course of the department, I haven’t finished studying until now, and I haven’t graduated, not to mention my age. I’m sure I won’t be married to the company’s identity, and Moh is not. You can see the melon and cracked dates, you said ~"

The warmth of the season is a smile.

Meppelin is angry and his face is white!

Say who is the melon cracking date! Actually said that her baby daughter is a melon cracker!

"Depth of field! You see what you have smashed into the Mohist! Actually use this attitude to talk to the elders!"

Ink's deep and thin lip line micro-hook, the eyes are not shocked: "What she said is what I want to say, nothing wrong."

"You! You..." Meppelin looked angrily: "Depth of field! Jiaxue often went to Moh when he was a child, but you have been taking care of her all the time! How did you turn to this kind of thing, and your arms turned outward? Is it something Ecstasy for you, she..."

"In the Mohist family, I am the Lord. You are a guest. It is not so much a care, it is better to say that this is the most basic way of hospitality." He faintly said.

The words of Mo Jingshen sounded inconspicuous, but they immediately wiped out everything that was closely related to the Mohist family.

Zhangkou is a Mohist, but she has a relationship with the real Haicheng Mohist, in addition to her surnamed ink.

It is nothing more than just trying to gain a foothold in Haicheng, but has to climb the strong foundation of Mohist.

"Mom, let's go..." In the document, Mo Jiaxue saw that he was indeed incapable of being the secretary of the president. At this moment, her face could not be hanged, and she could only whispered Moperin.

She was originally a newly graduated university student who was not deeply involved in the world, and the season was warm, no matter how ironic she was, but she was always held by Mo Jing, and she stood beside him with stability and complementarity. There is no place that makes people feel uncomfortable.

Perhaps the warmth of the season has been highly educated since childhood. No matter what the situation is, her performance is full of self-confidence and calmness. The temperament is not what ordinary girls can compare. This makes Mo Jiaxue even more inferior. Now Just want to leave here quickly, so as not to take your own insults.

"Don't go! Why do we want to go! The words have not been finished yet!" Mo Peilin angered: "The season is warm and not the ink! She thought she was who? Now let the Mo family come over to judge!"

Mo Jiaxue didn't know what to do because his mother began to huddle and smothered. She only glared at her, but she couldn't move. Finally, she simply kept her eyes open.

"Mrs. I will send you back to the house to rest. It is too noisy here." Chen Yu received the eyes of Mo Jingshen, and he came over and whispered around the warm season.

The warmth of the season did not move. She looked at the eyes of Murphylin, just about to speak, but her hand was pressed down by the ink in the silence.

Mo Jing Shen has a low and faint opening: "The warm season is my wife, she is not the name of the ink? What is the conclusion of the aunt?"

Meppelin’s tone of voice, a little stiff, began to be strong: “I’m not divorcing sooner or later!”

The ink was deeper and half-side, holding the warm hand of the season, but it was said to Opellin. The thin lips were covered with cold ice, and the tone was like frost and snow: "I respect you as an elder and leave you a face." Pay attention to your words, don't overdo it, lest you not meet again in the future."

On the body shape, on the appearance, on the status of status or the calm and calm atmosphere, the pressure exerted by Mo Jingshen has always seemed to be calm, but it can make people suffocate.

Seeing Mo Jingshen’s moment is really irritating. Although there is no clue on the surface, the cold temperature invisible in the air makes the ink ridge back cold...

The warm season looked at the man who had been defending himself, and his heart was slightly stunned.

In fact, this woman's gossip, she did not care, but the maintenance of Mo Jingshen made her feel like she was always placed under the wing, warm and stable.

"You grew up, and you also learned to bully our orphans and widows." It was suddenly like a grievance, and the voice trembled.

Ink deep is still cold and cold: "Please don't leave, are you going to be thrown out, you."

"Mom, let's talk here again, we can't take advantage of it." Mo Jiaxue pulled the sleeves of Mo Peilin again: "You don't want to say that the warm season and the cousin divorce do not divorce, their Feelings look good, this kind of words are spoken here, and it is clear that we are not right."

Moperin grinds his teeth and lowers his voice and says, "What do you say about this dead girl? Is it true that others are prevailing?"

Where is this nonsense?

Mo Jiaxue raised his eyes and looked at it. He saw that the warm hand of the season had been held in his hand by the ink, and the feeling that no third party could get in was really obvious.

Mo Jingshen has always been a person who is indifferent to color. Today, he can see that he is really angry. He is still protecting the season warm from beginning to end. If this is going on, I am afraid that it will be a royal garden in the future. Even the door of the Moh family can't get in...

Moppelin is not stupid, not to see that the current situation is very unfavorable to himself. It is not a big deal to offend the season, but if it is so troublesome with the Mohist family, then the situation can be imagined.

Even though the face was embarrassed, before she took her daughter away, Meppelin said with a look of dissatisfaction: "The season is warm, you don't care too early! The depth of field is not as simple as you think! You think he is right. Hello, petting you to protect you, isn’t it really because of the family’s interests? After all, the woman he really put on the apex has...”

"Mom!" Mo Jiaxue saw the eyes of Mo Jingshen, trembled, and interrupted her words, pulling her away.

The door opened and closed. When it was closed, the sound of "砰" was really shocking. The warmth of the season was delayed because of the lack of movement.

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(PS: Peace of mind, don't be afraid of the side of the supporting role, but the glass heart is stunned~ believe the author, but also believe in ink 撩撩~)

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