Chapter 83 (1/2)

Tang Xinyan stood on the rooftop for a while, until the cool wind hit, she was shivering with cold, then she moved her feet and walked downstairs wet.

At the door of the apartment stood a young man in a black suit. Seeing Tang Xinyan coming down, he said politely, ”Hello, Miss Tang. I'm Jiancheng, assistant of Mo Shao. Breakfast and clothes have been put in the apartment. In addition, Mo Shao asked me to inform you that I'm going to the Civil Affairs Bureau in three days.”

After Jiancheng finished, she left.

When Tang Xinyan enters the apartment, Mo Chiwei and the seventh day of junior high school are gone. She picks up the bag on the tea table and goes to the guest room.

From underwear to dress, and then to the coat outside, the workmanship and style are very exquisite and perfect. Tang Xinyan can't see what brand it is, but it must be a customized one, and the price is expensive.

She doesn't want to owe Mo Chiwei anything, especially money, but she can't pay him back now. When she gets the money for filming, she has to buy something back for him.

After changing clothes, Tang Xinyan had breakfast in the restaurant.

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Bentley moshangri.

While driving, Jiancheng takes a look at the cold man in the back row who is looking at his business mobile phone.

When he cast his eyes for the nth time, the man raised his clean and handsome face and said in a cold voice, ”if you have something to say.”

Jian Cheng has been following Mo Chi Wei for several years, but every time she sees the boss's amazing face, she will see it in front of her eyes.

Fortunately, his sexual orientation is normal. Otherwise, with such a boss, how can he be in the mood to work?

”Mo Shao, I want to ask Do you really want to marry Miss Tang? ”

Mo Chi Wei pursed the lower lip Cape, the facial expression tiny heavy way, ”I seem to be joking?”

”But she's not you...” Seeing that Mo Chi Wei's face suddenly turns cold, and the temperature in the carriage drops in a straight line, Jian Cheng shut up.

A minute later, Mo Chi Wei's deep vision was taken back from his business mobile phone, and his breath was sharp. ”Send the email you sent me two days ago to Lu Zishen, and let him talk to Fu sichen.”

”All right.”

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