Ning Mo'an ran to Lin Zixian in a panic, his delicate face full of worry.

"Senior, how are you, are you okay?"

Ning Mo looked at him with pain, his tone full of anxiety.

Lin Zixian only felt as if his abdomen was about to explode, and he cramped painfully.

But in the face of Ning Mo'an's inquiry, he still gritted his teeth and forced himself to endure: "An An, I'm fine, you don't have to worry." ”

If Qian Cheng's original mood was not bad, then the moment he saw Ning Mo'an running towards Lin Zixian, he instantly turned into irritability.

He was also injured just now, but Ning Mo'an only had Lin Zixian in his eyes.

This made Qian Cheng very uncomfortable.

Lin Zixian, who fell to the ground in Qiancheng, said mockingly: "Waste!"

His voice was neither light nor heavy, but it clearly reached Lin Zixian's ears.

Lin Zixian was suddenly annoyed: "What did you say?"

He raised his eyes angrily and tried to get up, but the wound in his abdomen stopped him.

Lin Zixian frowned painfully, and his face was very ugly.

His resolute appearance made Qian Cheng feel funny: "What's the matter? Does Mr. Lin think I said the wrong thing? According to what I can see, with Mr. Lin's three-legged cat kung fu, use your brain before doing things in the future, don't be so impulsive." Not everyone is as merciful as I am, and you might be beaten to death one day when you go out. ”

Qian Cheng spoke straightforwardly, without showing him any mercy.

From his mouth, Lin Zixian felt that he was a reckless man who could only be reckless and had no brains.

This is for Lin Zixian, who is highly educated and has a successful career.

It was tantamount to a great humiliation, which he could not tolerate.

"You!"

Lin Zixian got up angrily, Ning Mo'an looked at his painful appearance, and said worriedly: "Senior, calm down, you can't beat our president." ”

Ning Mo'an was telling the truth, she had seen Qian Cheng's skills.

When ten people besieged Qiancheng, he was able to retreat with his whole body.

If Lin Zixian hadn't rushed up just now, Qian Cheng would have been defenseless at all, and she would have been pressed on the table, Lin Zixian wouldn't even have a chance to get close to Qian Cheng.

Ning Mo'an was originally well-intentioned to persuade him, but when it came to Lin Zixian's ears, it became a different meaning

No man would want to make a fool of himself in front of his beloved woman, especially if the other party also boasted that his rival was better, which made Lin Zixian feel a deep sense of frustration.

Seeing Ning Mo'an say this, Qian Cheng's face finally showed a three-point smile.

It seems that Ning Mo'an is still a little sensible and knows who is the best.

But since she knew that Lin Zixian was not as good as herself, how could she still be with him.

Qian Cheng couldn't figure it out.

After the fight just now, Lin Zixian also realized that he couldn't beat Qian Cheng.

A thought raced through his mind, and suddenly a new idea occurred to him.

Lin Zixian pretended to be fragile and spread out in Ning Mo'an's arms, and said in a guilty voice: "I'm sorry, An An." I didn't protect you well and let you be bullied by the wicked. ”

The wicked man in his words naturally refers to the city of money.

Qian Cheng had a dark face, watching him hug Ning Mo'an and take advantage of her.

"Huh?"

Ning Mo'an was a little strange why he suddenly said that. All right

But for the sake of him being a wounded, he still patiently opened his mouth and coaxed: "Senior, you think too much, there are no wicked people here, and no one is bullying me." ”

Although Qian Cheng is quite fierce, it is not as serious as bullying.

"Who said that!"

Lin Zixian opened his mouth angrily, and glanced at Qian Cheng who was standing aside: "An An, otherwise you resign, we won't do this kind of work, you come to my company, I promise to give you better treatment." ”

He took the opportunity to say his truest thoughts in his heart, wanting Ning Mo'an to follow him away.

As long as Ning Mo'an doesn't contact Qian Cheng, then he will have a greater chance of succeeding in his confession.

Qian Cheng squinted his eyes and watched Lin Zixian act there.

He said why Lin Zixian kept looking for Ning Mo'an, and came in such a hurry, it turned out that he came to him to dig the foot of the wall.

So......

What will Ning Mo'an do?

Qian Cheng's heart was also very curious.

He wanted to know whether Ning Mo'an's promise to stay in the Qian Group was for money, or if he had other intentions.

At this moment, Qian Cheng's heart was beating fast.

He didn't know what he was expecting, or if he was waiting for Ning Mo'an to leave.

Ning Mo'an watched Lin Zixian inexplicably start to get angry as soon as he arrived, beating people, and he couldn't understand it.

In her eyes, Lin Zixian has been a very gentle person from beginning to end.

Lin Zixian's gentleness is revealed from his bones, he has always advanced and retreated, and when he gets along with him, he will never let Ning Mo'an feel uncomfortable oppression.

However, what Lin Zixian did today really made Ning Mo'an feel confused.

Ning Mo'an frowned slightly uncomfortably: "Senior, before that, I have a question that I want to ask you first." ”

She looked at Lin Zixian, her eyes clear and bright.

Such a calm appearance made Lin Zixian stunned for a moment.

Lin Zixian no longer pretended to be pitiful, he nodded: "Okay." An An, if you have any questions, you can ask me at any time, and I will definitely tell you one by one. ”

His tone returned to his usual gentleness, and his eyes were full of pampering when he looked at Ning Mo'an.

Such a contrived appearance made Qian Cheng a little sick to his stomach.

Qian Cheng has lived for more than 20 years, and there are really not many people who can disgust him, although Lin Zixian has only appeared for a long time, but he is at the top of the list.

He looked at Lin Zixian, and he felt unpleasant.

Ning Mo'an saw that he had calmed down and could communicate, and he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

To be honest, she was really a little worried about what she would do if Lin Zixian had been in a state of irritability.

The corners of Ning Mo'an's lips rose slightly: "Senior, why do you have to let me leave the Qian Group? What is the reason? What do you mean by this kind of work you just talked about?"

may be because he had worked in the blue sea and sky before, so Ning Mo'an was inexplicably quite repulsive to this kind of talk.

In Ning Mo'an's eyes, there is no distinction between high and low work.

Whether it is a sanitation worker sweeping the floor or a high-ranking president, they all make money with their own hands, and they do not steal or rob.

They are upright, they trade their labor for what they need, what is wrong, why should others point fingers at her.

And why do they have to bear these unfounded accusations?

If someone else said these words to himself, Ning Mo'an would treat it as a fart and let it go.

But this time the object was Lin Zixian, who Ning Mo'an felt was a very good friend.