The cute wife turned over and said No to the president!

Chapter 233 Self-deception and a goal separated the two people into two worlds again.

Moslow's eyes fell on the direction where the woman was leaving, thoughtfully; but the woman behind the door put away the smile on her face, and a trace of self-mockery flashed in her eyes.

One thought, as long as she behaved, it would be fine to keep her by his side forever; the other thought, as long as he could let him off, temporary compromise was nothing.

Mo Siai rushed to the company immediately after receiving the call from Rong Xiya.

"The president is having a meeting in the conference room." Secretary Shen got up and approached Mo Siai.

But Mo Siai glanced around, and then asked: "Where is Wen Wan, that vixen?"

Secretary Shen immediately pointed to the direction of the president's office: "Xiao Wen's desk is inside."

Hearing the words, Mo Siluo was even more angry, and rushed into Mo Siluo's office like a gust of wind.Secretary Shen gave the assistant a wink, and immediately followed in.

"Gentle!"

Mo Si Ai's appearance was actually within Wen Wan's expectation, she raised her wrist and glanced at the time, she not only smiled, but came quite quickly.

"You vixen! You actually seduced a man to come to the company!" Mo Siai was really angry, and she was even more angry because of her brother, who actually broke the bottom line for this woman.

"Seduce?" Wen Wan leaned back, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, raised her eyes to look at Mo Siai, and replied unhurriedly: "When Miss Mo speaks, please pay attention to your own words. I seduce you." Who is it? Your brother? Even if it is true, then the person who comes to ask me about my crimes will not be your turn."

"You—" Mo Si was angry, pointed at Wen Wan, and continued to question: "You know that my brother already has a fiancee, but you are still clinging to him! What are your intentions?"

Wen Wan was not angry, she curled her lips, and said to Mo Si lovingly and calmly: "Why is Miss Mo so sure, it must be that I am clinging to your brother, not because he refuses to let me go free?"

"My brother..." Mo Siai was actually not so convinced: "You are our enemy, how could my brother...you stop talking nonsense."

Wen Wan shrugged helplessly, and sighed: "The fact is like this, if you don't believe me, I can't help it."

"You, now pack up my things and leave quickly. The Mo family doesn't need a vase!" Mo Siai raised her chin and said proudly.

Wen Wan smiled: "Sorry, there is only one person who has the final say on whether I will stay or not, and that is Moslow."

"you--"

Just when the two women were at war, and when Secretary Shen was standing beside her, not knowing how to persuade her, the savior came back.

"President." Secretary Shen nodded slightly to Moslow.

But Moslow waved to Secretary Shen, signaling her to go out first.

"Yes."

"Brother, what did you promise me? Why are you fooling around with this woman again?" Mo Siai asked angrily, pointing at Wen Wan.

Moslow frowned, and his eyes fell on Wen Wan's face: "You go out first."

Wen Wan stood up tactfully, and when she passed by Mo Siai, she still did not forget to smile at her.

Mo Siai glared at Wen Wan angrily, and then chattered again: "Brother, you are talking."

"I know what I'm doing, I don't need you to teach me. Don't meddle in my affairs!" Moslow went directly to the sofa by the glass window and sat down.

"Brother!" Mo Si asked cautiously and fearfully, "Are you...still in love with that woman!"

Moslow suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the little girl, his eyes were sharp, and his voice was extremely cold: "What are you talking about! I keep her by my side for my own purpose!"

"Purpose? What purpose? I think you are simply reluctant! Don't forget, with your current status, you already have a fiancée, can you restrain your private life a little bit!" Mo Siai didn't believe Mo Si'ai at all. Slow's rhetoric, that kind of self-deception can only deceive himself.

"Since I promised you that I would not marry her, I will definitely do it. As for the rest, don't worry about it." Moslow has never been a disciplined person.

"Brother!" Mo Siai's eyes widened in disbelief. Doesn't it make it clear that the old brother is planning to hide the beauty in the golden house to the end?

"Later, I still have a meeting to hold. If you have nothing else to do, just leave." Moslow directly issued an order to evict the guest.

"elder brother!"

At this time, Wen Wan suddenly pushed the door open and came in with two cups of coffee in her hand. When passing by Mo Siai, she said, "Miss Mo calm down, please have coffee."

Mo Si Ai was originally angry, but when she saw Wen Wan, she became even more furious. As soon as she raised her hand, she knocked over the coffee cup in Wen Wan's hand: "Go away!"

"Ah, it's so hot." Wen Wan yelled, pouring a cup of coffee directly into her chest, and spilling the other cup directly on the ground.

Seeing this, Moslow jumped up on the sofa, walked around the coffee table and walked quickly towards Wen Wan, with a slightly flustered expression.

Wen Wan clutched her chest, frowning tightly, looking like pear blossoms with rain.

Mo Siai, who was on the side, was dumbfounded, and felt a little helpless, until the elder brother yelled at her: "Mo Siai! You are fucking crazy, aren't you!"

"It hurts." Wen Wan moaned pitifully with tears in her eyes.

Moslow frowned, and as soon as he pulled Wen Wan over, he was about to unbutton her clothes and check the injury.

Seeing this, Mo Siai snorted coldly: "Isn't it just being burned? Look, you are so nervous! Can you deceive others and yourself? Brother, I am so disappointed in you!"

Mo Siai ran away angrily after leaving a word, but Mo Siluo stood there in a daze, with a displeased expression on his face.

Wen Wan patted the man's hand away, and said coquettishly, "What are you doing?"

Noticing that there were no red marks from the burn on the woman's skin, Moslow raised his eyebrows slightly, and then looked at the woman: "Does it hurt anymore?"

Wen Wan immediately pursed her lips: "It hurts."

But Moslow pushed the woman away directly, and his face changed suddenly: "Stop playing such little tricks on me in the future!"

Wen Wan saw that her careful tricks had been seen through, so she simply stopped pretending.She admitted that she did it on purpose, the two cups of coffee were not hot at all, and she was sure that Mo Siai, who was angry, would directly overturn her achievements.

"Today is the last time! If there is another time, I'll fuck you to death!" Moslow was really angry, and more angry at himself: "Also, don't provoke me in the future! Annoying her will do you no good!"

Wen Wan pretended to have a pitiful expression: "Obviously she provoked me first! How could you accuse me casually without asking indiscriminately? Just because she is your sister, I am just a dispensable Lover? You're so eccentric!"

"Wen Wan, remember it!" Moslow was irritated by Xu Shi's words, and he began to evade again: "Remember your own identity! You are right, for me , you are a dispensable mistress, how can you compare with Xiao Ai! Get lost!"

Wen Wan stared at the man, then slowly squatted down, trying to pick up the glass fragments on the ground, but accidentally scratched her hand, red liquid gurgled out, but she just looked at it stupidly.

Moslow glanced casually, then squatted down immediately, and grabbed the woman's wrist: "You are so fucking stupid!"

Wen Wan shook off the man's hand and stood up.

"You can't do a little thing well, what else can you do?" Moslow blamed angrily.

Gentle but slightly curling her lips, she replied with a half-hearted smile, "Anyway, in the eyes of President Mo, I just need to know how to do one thing, right?"

Wen Wan turned around and left the office.

Seeing this, Secretary Shen approached immediately, and said with concern, "Are you injured? There is a medicine box in the tea room. Come on, I'll help you treat the wound."

The wound was not shallow, but no matter how painful it was, Wen Wan did not frown, and the corners of her lips were always raised.

"Does it hurt?" Secretary Shen asked softly, "Why are you so careless?"

Wen Wan shook her head: "It doesn't hurt." No matter how much it hurts, she doesn't feel bad, and her heart seems to be numb.

After treating the wound, Wen Wan went back to the office, and the debris on the ground had been cleaned up.

Wen Wan sat back in her seat directly, and didn't look at the man again after that.

Moslow raised his eyes and glanced at the woman, his face darkened, and his heart became more and more irritable.Realizing that he couldn't concentrate on his work at all, and then looked at the woman, the other party seemed to be immersed in his own world, forgetting himself about his work, and he became angry.

With a wave of his long arm, Moslow deliberately swept the documents on the table to the ground: "Pick it up for me."

Wen Wan stopped the work at hand, glanced sideways at the scattered documents, got up directly, walked over, bent down to pick them up, tidied them up, and put them on the man's desk. Never had an encounter with a man.

The more Moslow watched, the more upset he became, and he simply gave an order: "Go out and work with Secretary Shen and the others!"

"Yes." Wen Wan didn't coquettishly beg to stay this time.

Just like that, Wen Wan went in and out all day, and several colleagues also guessed, how long can Wen Wan stay in the company?

The next day, Wen Wan changed into a set of business attire. The skirt was super short, and the front collar of the jacket was wide open. The spring color inside was very eye-catching.

As soon as Moslow got out of the elevator, his eyes swept towards Wen Wan's position, seemingly inadvertently, but when he saw the woman's dress, he frowned.