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Punched by Han Zhiqing

After the words fell, he pulled his hand away from Mo Junhao's claws, and his expression returned to a cold state, "So while my fire is still under control, CEO, you'd better choose to stay away from me.

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After saying that, he turned around and headed towards the parking lot in the rain again.

Her arm was once again grabbed by Mo Junhao, and her impatient anger became even more intense at this time.

Turning around to look at Mo Junhao's playful and handsome face, his dark blue eyes were filled with a hint of teasing and amusement. At this moment, he looked at her playfully, slightly increasing his strength on his hands, in front of the entire building.

The employee who was about to leave work pulled her towards him.

Han Zhiqing didn't react in time, and stumbled forward slightly without firm footing, and she fell into Mo Junhao's arms.

"Mo Junhao, you..."

Her face was a little red with anger, and she looked up from Mo Junhao's arms with an ugly face. She felt so many pairs of eyes with different expressions around her, and then met the pair of malicious blue eyes in front of her. Her breath

He was so angry that he moved up and down.

His blue eyes took a step closer to her at this moment, and the hands wrapped around her waist were deliberately caressing her body.

The deep facial features were full of evil spirits. Mo Junhao looked at her sullen little face and smiled slightly:

"I really want to know what Director Han's fire will look like when it gets out of control?"

A magnetic and evil voice sounded from Mo Junhao's mouth with a hint of teasing, but Han Zhiqing's face became a little darker at this moment.

His maroon eyes secretly narrowed, then he raised them with a hint of coldness, a cold light flashed from the corner of his eyes, and amidst the exclamations of everyone, a fist was swung directly towards Mo Junhao's resolute jaw.

Wave after wave of incredible exclamations suddenly rang out all around, astonishing as if aliens had arrived.

Mo Junhao did not expect that Han Zhiqing would make such a move. He was unable to dodge for a moment and was hit by her.

The original grip on her arm subconsciously relaxed, and Han Zhiqing took advantage of the situation to move her body away from him.

Pretending to be calm, he straightened his suit, which was a little wrinkled by Mo Junhao's hug, and looked into Mo Junhao's astonished blue eyes, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth:

"Do you know now?"

After saying these words, she walked into the rain, her steps looking calm and calm as usual, but only she knew how scared she was when she got close to Mo Junhao and wanted to run away from him.

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Mo Junhao's originally shocked eyes came back to attention when Han Zhiqing's retreating back was seen, and his shocked eyes were replaced by joking.

That guy has quite a temper, but...

He always thought that she could control her temper well in front of outsiders, but he didn't expect...

He gently stretched his hand towards the slightly swollen corner of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

He can easily make her angry, and can easily change her habitual indifference. He... likes this different feeling.

The rain continued to pour down, and Hugo, who was holding an umbrella and was frightened by what he saw just now, finally came to his senses in shock and ran quickly towards Mo Junhao holding an umbrella.

"Master..."

He spoke in a low voice, his eyes full of disbelief.
Chapter completed!
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