The real daughter is too domineering, the boss becomes a delicate husband in seconds

Qiao Zhixia, who was bent on clearing her past, had no idea what a serious man meant by that. She only knew that her patience had indeed brought her a bright future.

Thinking about the physically and mentally torturous romantic drama, even though the ending was perfect, I still felt uncomfortable and thought of Comrade Mo Xiaoqi.

Qiao Zhixia opened the WeChat dialog box

——【Want to chat when you have time?】

Fang Mo Xiaoqi wiped her panda eyes which were bleak from staying up late. She was not seeing things, because the heroine in her mind had come to find her.

I screamed with excitement in my heart and typed the words quickly with my fingers.

【77: I am free. I am free.】

Mo Xiaoqi never thought that she would add the cool young lady on WeChat that day. She jumped up while hugging Han Chengcheng. The heroine in her mind had come to find her.

【Zhi Xia: Mo Xiaoqi, 21 years old, a senior student in the Department of Literature at Imperial Capital University, likes to write novels, uses the pen name 2799, has been on various websites, and currently lives on Xiao Shizi Online Literature. 】

"..." Mo Xiaoqi trembled inwardly. The young lady investigated her so thoroughly. Was she going to send her a lawyer's letter?

【77: Input in progress】

【Zhixia: Are you interested in discussing cooperation? 】

Mo Xiaoqi swallowed the heart that was stuck in his throat, wiped his eyes, and started typing quickly with his fingers.

[77: ...,? ? Cooperation? Sister Zhixia, can I follow Chengcheng and call you that? I don't quite understand what you're saying.] Mo Xiaoqi felt like she had gone from hell to heaven, and couldn't believe it.

【Zhixia: I will invest in you to write a script, and I will start with your current character.】

[77: The current character writes the script? Oh, Sister Zhixia, how did you know this? Did Chengcheng tell you?] Her novel hasn’t even been published yet, so Sister Zhixia shouldn’t be able to find it.

Could it be that Sister Zhixia knew that she had secretly used her as a character and came to settle the score with her?

Woohoo, swear to God, she is just setting up a character now. It's her fault for preferring to write literature about strong women and weak men.

【Zhixia: I will give you two months to write a sweet romance script. It doesn't matter if it's so sweet that your teeth fall out, but it shouldn't be a heartbreaking or physically abusive script. I will keep your name as the screenwriter of the script, and I will buy out everything else, including the film and television copyrights, for 6 million.】

[77: Sister Zhixia, are you sure you're not kidding?] Even if you have money, it doesn't seem like you should spend it this way!

She wrote this purely as a hobby. After writing a book for a year, her total royalties barely exceeded ten thousand. It felt unrealistic that she was suddenly offered six million.

Mo Xiaoqi comes from a well-off family. She doesn't have high material demands and usually has no shortage of money.

The six million came as a surprise, because it was really too much this time, and the arrogant words that I had no shortage of money were gone.

【Zhixia: In addition to the smoothness of the sentences, my requirement is that it must be sweet. You can set the characters as you originally wanted. The delicate husband literature you mentioned is fine, but the male protagonist does not have to be too weak. There are only two months, and I think you can write 35 words a day. A -word script in two months will be enough. Do you dare to take it?】

【77: I’ll take it. I’ll take it.】

Qiao Zhixia quickly produced a contract on the computer and transferred it to Mo Xiaoqi [It’s written in black and white, the contract is finalized, and it has legal effect. ]

After Mo Xiaoqi signed the contract, Qiao Zhixia transferred six million to her. "After you finish writing this month and polish it, send the first half to me."

【77: Okay! Sister Zhixia, aren’t you afraid of losing out?】

【Zhixia: I can afford the loss! 】

Mo Xiaoqi: Well, the world of the rich is unimaginable to ordinary people. Sister Zhixia seems to be very anxious. There are thousands of good scripts. Sister Zhixia found her. She has this opportunity, so she must work hard to seize it.

After Qiao Zhixia finalized the script, she contacted Shiqi and asked him to finalize the crew members first. The male and female protagonists had to be good-looking enough and their acting skills had to be acceptable. The shooting time was set at two months. Once the script and shooting were completed, Qiao Zhixia planned to have three months.

When the time comes, she will watch a sweet little skit with Gu Jinhan, and she believes that it will definitely heal his psychological trauma.

This is the script she personally has to review, and it must be sweet and not abusive.

After finishing her work, Qiao Zhixia practiced for another hour, and then fell asleep peacefully after taking a bath.

The next day, Qiao Zhixia ran around the garden twice and felt a pair of eyes staring at her. Oh, her big baby got up.

He ran over quickly and saw slight red bloodshot in the corners of the man's eyes.

Qiao Zhixia leaned forward and looked at the man carefully: "Dabao... Oh, Gu Jinhan, you didn't sleep well last night?"

Gu Jinhan's eyes also fell on Qiao Zhixia's face. For some reason, Qiao Zhixia always felt that his eyes carried a bit of resentment: "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare last night?"

Gu Jinhan looked into her eyes, his cold eyes tinged with red, "I didn't have a nightmare."

In order to wait for someone, someone wanted to indulge himself but also wanted to keep to the bottom line, which resulted in him spending the whole night in anticipation and vigilance, but ultimately ended up waiting in loneliness.

The man pursed his lips coldly, his black shirt sticking to his body, giving off a natural aura of abstinence.

Qiao Zhixia pulled him back into the house and said, "It's cold outside in the morning. Don't go out wearing only a black shirt. You'll catch a cold easily."

Qiao Zhixia pushed the person back into the house, and Gu Jinhan just followed her into the house.

Gu Jinhan, who was not in good shape early in the morning, didn't pay much attention. His legs tripped over the corner of the sofa, and his body staggered a few times and was about to fall on the coffee table. Qiao Zhixia quickly took a step and caught him in her arms.

Qiao Zhixia, who had a very stable chassis, took two steps back and fell onto the sofa. Gu Jinhan was pulled by her and fell on Qiao Zhixia.

Their eyes met, their breaths entangled.

Even through the fabric, she could feel the big hand covering her chest. The heat from his palm was very scorching, but he didn't move. Qiao Zhixia narrowed her eyes. How could a grown man like Gu Jinhan be so conservative? Even at this point, he was still so serious, like a blockhead. Was he sure he didn't want to try?

His lack of reaction must have been due to fear. Qiao Zhixia retracted her hand that was about to touch someone's butt. She decided to be more cautious and not scare away his last bit of dignity.

"You, do you want to touch it first to try the feel?" Qiao Zhixia did not take any action, but teased Gu Jinhan with her words.

Gu Jinhan didn't understand what she meant at first, but Qiao Zhixia's next words made him blush: "I promise not to push you back. You can try it first. I'm not scary."

If she was too aggressive before and scared him, he should be more receptive if she lets him take the first step and she follows suit.

Well, she really missed the time when Gu Jinhan, after getting drunk, would take the initiative to invite her to sleep in the same bed.

hand?

Gu Jinhan moved subconsciously. It was soft and felt really good. When he realized what was going on, he saw Qiao Zhixia's teasing expression and his ears turned red.

This is a situation that is being forced upon you. You can't touch it, and you can't not touch it either.

Just when it was awkward, the doorbell rang. The breakfast delivered on time relieved Gu Jinhan's embarrassment.

Gu Jinhan felt a different feeling in his palms while eating. She was clearly still interested in him, but why did her actions suddenly become so reserved? Was she telling him that as a lover he should take the initiative to serve her?