Mo Yichen stood up tall, with straight and slender legs, wide shoulders and narrow waist. The cuffs of his shirt were carelessly rolled up to the middle of his arms, half revealing his attractive muscle lines.
The physical poisoner's appearance is still sinister and fierce, with a scar running from the tip of his eyebrow to his chin.
"Rakshasa face, Shura heart" is how he is described.
He has a sinister and arrogant temperament. At this moment, he puts one hand casually on Qin Yin's shoulder, in a possessive and protective posture.
Jun Tangyue stared in amazement at Mo Yichen's lazy and charming aristocratic posture after he stood up.
Even though his appearance is still imperfect, his temperament is dazzling and compelling.
Jun Tangyue was fascinated by it for a while.
This is the man she should have married.
His leg is healed, his wealth is outstanding, he protects his wife domineeringly, and he is the eldest son of the Mo family, the most powerful family in the imperial capital.
Even if some of the features are missing... so what?
Jun Tangyue lowered her eyes, feeling a little confused for a moment.
This man should belong to her, right?
As soon as Qin Yin faced Mo Yichen, she couldn't hide her tenderness.
The thorns all over his body couldn't help but melt in an instant.
She smiled coquettishly and quietly poked his slender and strong legs with her fingers. Feeling the tight and powerful touch, she smiled triumphantly: "Achen is here to support me?"
"My waist is thin...you have to exert more force to move it~"
When the little girl saw him, she couldn't help but tease and act coquettishly.
The delicate lips like rose petals opened and closed, and the sweet tongue was revealed, which made Mo Yichen's eyes darken fiercely.
He took a breath to calm the undercurrent in his chest.
Mo Yichen lowered his eyes and gently touched the girl's shoulder with his big palm, "Tsk, are you not afraid that I will break it for you?"
The man's voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes became darker.
The little vixen is a talkative king.
Action dwarf.
"I can't break it... I have practiced dance/martial arts, and my waist is very flexible. I can do any posture easily."
Qin Yin blinked her apricot eyes, her soft and pretty little face looked like a peach that bursts with sweet juice when she takes a bite.
The girl deliberately pressed her body into Mo Yichen's arms and whispered softly in his ear.
Mo Yichen's forehead muscles twitched and he gritted his teeth: "Qin! Yin!"
The little girl is not serious.
Need to clean up.
Qin Yin raised her eyebrows and said with charming eyes: "I'm talking about the dance posture."
"Where did Mr. Mo go?"
The little interaction between the two of them filled the air with a sweetness.
Seeing this, Jun Sixuan frowned even more tightly.
He looked at Qin Yin and said without giving up: "Qin Yin, since you don't want to sell it, I will treat it as your gift to Ditang Financial."
"Anyway, you used to always make plans for Ditang Financial!"
Those were good, but now that I think about it, he did neglect her a lot.
However, Qin Yin is a member of the Jun family, and it is within her scope of responsibility to contribute to Ditang Finance.
"Who said that my plan was prepared for Di Tang?"
"With the same proportion of funds, if we have to compete for strength and human resources, can Di Tang compete with the Mo family?"
“I had no intention of giving this plan to YM Finance.
It's just a meeting gift that I, the new wife, gave to the Mo Group. "
Qin Yin's voice was light, and she changed from her coquettish and well-behaved appearance in front of Mo Yichen.
In front of outsiders, she is cold and arrogant, but has her own pride.
He also has his own plans.
From the moment she deliberately left the perfect plan in Jun's room, she had already planned her entire counterattack.
Including this moment, YM Financial really cannot swallow this plan, so leave it to Mo!
A wealthy family that can put Ditang Finance at a disadvantage.
Jun Sixuan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes gradually turned red, and his sinister eyes showed a chill:
"Qin Yin, don't you want to destroy Ditang Finance?"
This project is the largest project of Ditang Financial this year.
Once lost, Ditang Financial will face huge financial losses, which will be difficult to make up for.
Jun Siche and Jun Siche both had colors on their faces. At this moment, they both looked at Qin Yin with complicated and uncomfortable eyes.
After all, they hoped that Qin Yin would relent and hand over the plan to Ditang Financial.
After all, Ditang Financial is the Jun family's industry.
Jun Tangyue spoke at the right time, and her body as delicate as a willow tree knelt down in the direction of Qin Yin:
"Sister, for the sake of eldest brother and Di Tang, I beg you not to care about my temporary obsession and return the plan to us."
Qin Yin sneered and leaned lazily into Mo Yichen's arms: "Give it back to you?"
"It's ridiculous. Those who don't know better think that this plan is passed down from your family's ancestors."
She stared blankly at Jun Tangyue's gesture of kneeling down, and let her kneel down, unmoved.
Song Yan's nerves were so tense now that she had no time to pull her and help her.
The three brothers all looked gloomy and confused.
No one stepped forward to help Jun Tangyue.
So, Jun Tangyue knelt down in front of Qin Yin, raised her head and cried sadly.
She knelt forward and pulled Qin Yin's skirt, tears welling up in her eyes: "Sister, I'm already on my knees... Can you stop embarrassing Big Brother and the others?"
Jun Sixuan's expression was gloomy, and a cold light flashed across his eyes. After all, he couldn't stand any longer, so he stepped forward and grabbed Jun Tangyue:
"Tangtang, she is just a white-eyed wolf, don't beg her!"
Qin Yin lazily tilted his head, a sweet smile appeared on his lips, and his voice was pure and sweet:
"Yeah, you cry so hard and force people to compromise, you are indeed the first person to walk on the new type of bullying~"
"It's a pity that labor and management don't agree with this."
"Old man Mu, come and show your attitude."
Qin Yin turned his eyes, and his eyes fell on Mu Ruizhi, who had been lazily leaning against the bar, just like him, who was boneless and shapeless.
Mu Ruizhi is thirty-one years old, but he can't be called an old man.
But he keeps his artistically long hair, occasionally braided, and occasionally disheveled.
Qin Yin jokingly called him "Old Man Mu".
Mu Ruizhi also took the opportunity to call her "dead girl".
The relationship between master and apprentice seems to be tit-for-tat, but in fact they are both experts at protecting the calf.
Mu Ruizhi is the ceiling and compass of the financial circle. The investments he likes can be multiplied dozens or hundreds of times with a single investment.
The Song family recently asked him to be a consultant, but Mu Ruizhi unexpectedly agreed.
So Song Zhigang wanted to treat him as his father. When he found out that he was coming to the financial summit, he tried his best to come.
But just in time to hear it, Mu Ruizhi said calmly with a cold face:
"From now on, I will not accept orders for consulting investment from any clients who have business discussions with the Jun family and the Song family in the financial circle."
Song Zhigang was anxious and ran over quickly, grabbing Mu Ruizhi with a flattering expression: "Professor Mu, Dean Mu... what's going on? Why don't you cooperate with our Song family?"
“If you think the commission is too low, I can increase it!!”
Song Zhigang's latest project needed the most professional guidance, and he wanted to give Mu Ruizhi a hand at this moment.
Mu Ruizhi shook him off indifferently, leaned back against the bar with a depressed figure, and glanced sideways at Song Yan not far away: "Mr. Song, you really have raised a good daughter."
"You openly bullied my first disciple, and you still dare to ask me to cooperate?"
Mu Ruizhi slapped the table hard, and with a stiff face endured the pain, he secretly retracted his hand: Mua... the slap was hard~
Uh-huh, my hands hurt.
