The Board of Directors of Mohs Corporation.

Nan Yilei is sitting passionately on the publicity strategy report of the project.

Mo Cangqiong sat in the first position in the row, staring at a small black rectangular screen in front of him with a slightly contented look. It was a high-end communication monitoring device, and the words of Cheng Xiaonuo and Tong Ruoer jumped line by line on it.

Mobile communication records'.

"Do you hate Mo Cangqiong?"

"That goes without saying! But he has become much more mentally normal recently..."

"He doesn't do that with you anymore?"

"Well, it's been nineteen days. After I became ill, he never asked me again. He mentioned it a few days ago and I said I was here as my aunt..."

"You lied? Wouldn't it be worse for you if he found out?"

"Don't worry, he won't know even if you borrow an ear."

…

The board is over.

Nan Yilei quickly glanced at Mr. Mo. Oh my god, is that slightly curved corner of his mouth smiling?

"Ahem, Mr. Mo, what are you so happy about?"

Nan Yilei had been hanging around Mo Cangqiong for a long time, and occasionally he would risk his life and act mean.

"look."

Mo Cangqiong's tone was extremely relaxed, and he stretched out his hand in a very good mood, pushing the small monitoring screen towards Nan Yilei's eyes.

Nan Yilei looked at it and was embarrassed for a long time without making a sound. On the screen, Cheng Xiaonuo and Tong Ruoer were yelling at Nan Yilei!

"You rub chicken feathers on a bat - what kind of bird are you? You actually made me deaf!"

"Ruo'er, don't be angry, we are not on the same level as him! Let's let him go for the time being, we are just using sheets as diapers - that's generous!"

"Xiao Nuo, you're right! Sooner or later, one day, I gave him a cramp in his singing leg - he couldn't get off the stage! Wow, after I couldn't hear the sound, I was really suffocated to death!"

"Don't cry, don't cry! I'll feel even sadder when you cry! Nan Yilei is just like soybeans sprinkled in sesame fields——"

Mo Cangqiong laughed, and Nan Yilei swallowed his saliva and asked seriously: "Mr. Mo, what does that last sentence mean?"

"Sprinkle soybeans in the sesame field - you bastard!~"

…

"I'm so angry! These two little guys!!" Nan Yilei waved his fist at the screen! But he didn't know that his slap actually deafened the little girl's ear.

"Ruo'er, I feel hot at the base of my ears!"

"Well, I also feel like my ears are on fire!"

"Someone must be talking about us. Alas, time flies so fast when I'm with you. But I have to go back, otherwise Mo Cangqiong will lose his temper again. See you at school tomorrow!"

"Okay, bye."

…

In the evening, after getting off the bus, Cheng Xiaonuo ran a few hundred meters quickly and returned to the place where he lives now out of breath. This house was originally bought by his father, but it is now owned by Mo Cangqiong.

As soon as he entered the door and changed his shoes, Cheng Xiaonuo asked his aunt at home breathlessly: "Is Mr. Mo back?"

"I'm back now, drinking tea in the study."

After the aunt finished speaking, she came to help Xiao Nuo take the two packs of snacks in her hand. Xiao Nuo shook his head as if he was protecting his treasure: "I'll take this myself!"

Feeling uneasy, she slowly moved to the door of the study, opened the door gently, and looked at Mo Cangqiong's face. To be honest, Cheng Xiaonuo never understood why Mo Cangqiong loved drinking tea. He always had insomnia and drank

Wouldn’t tea make you more awake?

However, that didn't concern her. She wanted to turn around and leave now, but she was worried about him finding trouble, so she had to say hello to Mo Cangqiong first. After all, it was a kind of 'favour' that he let her go shopping with Ruo'er today.
Chapter completed!