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She did not want to be insulted by him again for no reason at all, nor did she have the mood to argue with him.

He carefully folded the sketch and circled it once before walking out reluctantly.

He circled around to check if the figure was hiding. However, the result left her disappointed. Other than the flowers, there was no sign of a second person.

Could it be that the figure was not human? Was it the flower genie?

She sat in the living room, randomly thinking, and couldn't help but smile.

Because that glass house is like a castle in a fairy tale. Of course the man could be a fairy, and a fairy sent by God to save her.

When Han Mo came in, he saw her smiling so hard that his cheeks were flushed red, and a smile couldn't help but surface on his lips. But then, his face darkened again. Otherwise, why would he look so bashful?

The thought of her sleeping with another man made her burn with anger. Her long fingers gripped her lower jaw, and the pain made her eyes shine with tears.

"You like it that much?"

"Han Mo, what are you saying? You're hurting me. " She didn't know that this man had already treated her like a woman who could marry anyone.

Moreover, he was still thinking about some unsightly things.

"Your former man was this good?" Han Mo's eyes became even colder.

"Are you sick!? "If you're sick, then you have to go and treat it. Is there any point in insulting me every day?" Looking at the handsome face before her, she really wanted to punch him again.

Seeing her sullen face, Han Mo finally let go of her and pulled off his tie, throwing it to the side.

He plopped down across from her, but his eyes never left her.

When he was at the company today, he had actually been thinking about her!

Qiao Xinran rubbed her aching chin, feeling a little unwilling, she opened her mouth: "Tomorrow, I want to go out and buy some things."

She wasn't going to tell him, but when she thought of his changing face, she decided to tell him.

When she got it, it caused another senseless quarrel. He was in a state of mental strife, and she found it annoying.

Her face was flushed red, and her large eyes flickered with tears. A hint of flirtatiousness could be seen within her purity, making him involuntarily nod his head.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a card and placed it on the table, "No password."

Qiao Xinran looked at it. There were golden engravings on the Pure Profound Brilliant Card. Should this be a secondary card? She had seen her father giving one to Qiao Mengran before.

"No need, I have money." She did not touch the card, nor did she intend to spend his money.

He didn't want to owe her, and he didn't want to add a crime to his anger when he got angry again.

Han Mo was a little furious, "We have to spend it! Does my Han Family's young mistress still need to spend money from her parents? How else do you want to embarrass my Han family? "

Qiao Xinran curled her lips. This man was too unreasonable.

Forget it, she wasn't in the mood to argue with him. Since he insisted on giving it, she might as well take it. He didn't need it anyway, so it wasn't as if he owed him anything.

As he thought of this, he kept the card.

Han Mo nodded his head in satisfaction, "Tomorrow, Uncle Chang will send you out."

"I want to go by myself. It's been a long time since I've seen my best friend. I want to chat with her. I can't possibly have Uncle Chang follow me, can I?"

After she finished speaking, she felt a bit of regret. Could Han Mo have mistaken her for her ex-boyfriend?

"There's a car in the garage, find one and drive." Unexpectedly, he didn't think too much about it and instead nodded in agreement.

"Dinner by yourself, I'll be going up first." His expression was one of exhaustion, and as he spoke, he rose and went upstairs.

"Then are you not going to eat?" she shouted after him.

Han Mo did not say anything, and just waved his hand without turning back.

What's wrong with him today? He wasn't angry with her and was instead very gentle.

Could it be that the company was too tired to care about her? Or was it that he had gotten the wrong nerve again?

She found it harder and harder to see through this man. Not only could he change his appearance, but even his temperament had changed.

However, what she did not know was that in the past few days, Han Mo had indeed been too busy doing things at work, so his body was a little overdrawn and he did not have the energy to torture her.

As long as she was a little more obedient, he would turn a blind eye and not bother with her.

After eating dinner, she ran around the living room a few times before going upstairs. Han Mo was already asleep, so she sneaked into the bathroom, not wanting to wake him up.

He changed into his pajamas and got on the bed. Then, he laid down as far as he could from where he was lying. However, he suddenly opened his eyes, causing him to tremble in fear.

"Go to sleep." He mumbled to himself as he wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes once more.

However, she did not dare to move at all, afraid that she would once again pull his taut nerves and cause unnecessary "trouble."

His breathing gradually stabilized. The hot breath that was being breathed out by her ear tickled her heart.

Qiao Xinran secretly turned her head to look at him, the silver moonlight hitting his face, causing his handsome face to become even more handsome. There was also the feeling of a god descending to the mortal world.

He didn't expect this fiendish demon like man to be so attractive in his sleep. No wonder so many women were so obsessed with him.

She described his appearance in her mind and then closed her eyes in satisfaction.

The night passed without a dream, and when the servants came to call her out for breakfast, Han Mo was already gone.

"Young master went to the company early in the morning …" The servant respectfully reported to her.

She nodded and looked at the empty spot beside her before getting out of bed.

After eating breakfast, she called Mo Shanshan again. This time, she quickly picked up the call, explaining that she had something to do yesterday, so she didn't pick up the phone.

The two of them agreed on a place to meet up before hanging up.

Mo Shanshan arrived a little earlier, and was impatiently sitting in the coffee shop waiting. From far away, she saw a flashing red sportscar drive over. The car stopped in front of her, and the capable Qiao Xinran jumped off and waved at her.

"Xiao Ran, you changed cars? If I'm not wrong, this is the ghost of the legend, isn't it? There are only three in the world. " Mo Shanshan stared at the carriage and smacked her lips.

"This is Han Mo's, I don't like such eye-catching cars." She answered casually.

It was not that she did not choose this car to attract attention to, but it was because of Han Mo's garage, which was the lowest car, if she were to drive the car, Mo Shanshan's jaw would probably drop out of shock.

"So it's like that …" "It seems like he treats you pretty well …" Mo Shanshan said coldly, but there was something extra in her eyes.