He can't say why, this girl who has only met twice can make him feel so comfortable, like a spring breeze that melts ice and snow, warm, warm, exceptionally fresh and comfortable.

"Mr. Mo, why are you looking at me like this?" The distracted and focused eyes were scorching, and Xia Ling's face was full of heat when he was looked at by such eyes.

Then she thought about it, and the narcissism in her heart spontaneously arose, and she could make a man stare at her so intently, and at the age of 18, she naturally understood what this meant, proving that her charm and temperament were attracting this man! The frustration she had suffered with another man was greatly balanced here.

Thinking of this man who made her frustrated, Xia Ling's heart was full of helplessness, his name is Lin Zongyan, he is her brother next door, young and sunny, handsome and talented, but this man really doesn't pay attention to her at all, that is the most beautiful and sour love in Xia Ling's heart.

The expression of the girl opposite was very rich, blushing for a while, white for a while, very excited, and then very helpless, very proud, but very lost, Mo Hao came back to his senses, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Miss Xia, next time you come out, don't learn from those girls who have lost their footing, the girls in the school should be pure and moving, and they will be fascinated by a smile." ”

Xia Ling was stunned, what did this mean? Suddenly, she remembered something, forgot to greet the man opposite, and ran into the bathroom at the speed of a rabbit escaping.

Standing in the mirror face of the bathroom, Xia Ling couldn't cry or laugh, covering his face and scalp numb, oh my God, it's really ugly now, ugly, ugly and invincible.

She always thought that Mo Hao was so fascinated by her because she was good-looking, she was innocent, she successfully confused a man, and she finally understood why so many people in her office stared at her with different eyes. They looked at her like a monkey.

In the mirror, her red lipstick has bloomed, and the lipstick that was originally depicted very delicate and seductive has melted away. The mouth was red, like a monkey's butt, and the spider paste on the blinking mascara fell on the lower eye, and black spots were everywhere.

Makeup.

Her appearance can only be described in one word: miserable.

Xia Ling had the urge to die, but there was no way to cry, it was really a big ugly thing, and he was embarrassed to go to his ancestors' hometown.

However, although he has the heart to die and feels that he can't face the man, Xia Ling is not a person who is so easy to defeat. She rubbed violently in front of the bathroom, and finally washed off the makeup on her face, but the original white and tender face was too hard because she needed to take off her makeup, making it red and purple.

She hasn't forgotten that she still has an important task, the task that she didn't complete in the last interview, even if she loses the dead this time, she has to bring herself back to life, she has already made a fool of herself and arrived at home, she can't get nothing, and if she can complete the task, it can be regarded as a game.

When Xia Ling returned to her seat, she could clearly see Mo Haoteng's gloating smile. She can only endure it, who let her have such a son, she deserves to be laughed at.

"If you want to laugh, you can laugh out loud, how hard it is to hold back like this. Xia Ling glanced at him, and said with contempt in his heart, I hope you don't make trouble in this life, and I hope that you won't be laughed at in this life from now on.

"Haha. After Mo Haoteng heard this, the originally tense nerves spewed out like this, and the contours of his handsome face softened in the splendor of the sunset, "Miss Xia, you are really hearty and generous." Hahahaha......"

"Seeing Mr. Mo laughing so happily is enough to show that Mr. Mo's previous life may have been too boring and old-fashioned, otherwise, it would be impossible for such a trivial matter to make you happy like this. To be able to make Mr. Mo so happy is also a great merit for me. Xia Ling Ah Q's praise of himself suddenly couldn't forget to sarcastically mock Mo Haoteng's life was too unhappy once.

"Absolute merit is immeasurable!" Mo Haoteng nodded, very affirmative.

"Alright, let's get down to business. Thank you very much, Mr. Mok, for taking the time to come out today to finish my unfinished business. Xia Ling knew that if she didn't stop, she could only continue to be laughed at, and she had to change the subject. "What is the original intention of Yuteng to sponsor the school laboratory?"

"If Xia asked the same question as last time, I don't think I would need to answer it a second time. There is no point in asking such a question twice!" Mo Haoteng crooked the corners of his mouth, and his slender fingers picked up the coffee and took a sip on his lips.

"Mr. Mo, I just want to write your image brilliantly and set you up as a benchmark for our school, excellent students, please cooperate, okay?"

"Hehe, classmate Xia, don't embarrass yourself. Mo Haoteng is what you see this person now, and his thoughts have been very clear and clear to you. ”