Fan Zhaoyao: "......"

For a moment, she felt that maybe she didn't have enough intelligence.

Or maybe she should pick up the phone in her hand right now and call the psychiatric hospital and ask them to come to Kangkang where there are very serious patients.

Just looking at the little fairy in front of him with a serious face, Fan Zhaoyao really couldn't get her to the mentally ill.

Mo Jiang shook his wrist, and the vermilion manicure he made for the new play was particularly bright: "Oh, you talk so much nonsense with her, just prove it?"

Meng Chengyu: "......"

Do you think I'm performing acrobatics?!

Spit and complain, but in Fan Zhao's swaggering and confused eyes, Meng Chengyu beckoned, only to see the potted plants on a standing cabinet placed next door flying directly towards this side.

Meng Chengyu made a closing gesture, and the potted plant stayed firmly on the table.

Fan Zhaoyao: "......"

She opened her mouth wide, looked at Mo Jiang, then at Meng Chengyu, and finally at the others.

The others were already surprised, Guo Zhu swallowed the last rice ball slowly, and whispered: "I'm full." ”

Fan Zhaoyao felt that his heart had not yet reached this limit, so he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Mo Jiang: "What's going on ????????, can your heart be so fragile?"

Meng Chengyu was also dumbfounded: "No, when we went to look for Qiulu, no one fainted in fright." ”

Qiao Jin was also a little unexpected, she was stunned for a moment, and then waved her hand, and Fan Zhaoyao was forced to wake up.

When she saw the people in front of her, she took two deep breaths, and now she felt that she couldn't faint, she couldn't help but get dizzy, and muttered to herself: "This ...... Is this all true?"

Mo Jiang had a headache and was particularly troublesome, and waved his hand impatiently: "Little Mencius, explain it to her and reshape your worldview." ”

Meng Chengyu: "......"

What's wrong with her?!

After eating the rice balls, Meng Chengyu hurriedly gave Fan Zhaoyao, who had newly opened the door to the worldview, do psychological construction.

Yang Qiulu and Guo Zhulian actually don't like to talk very much, but in the process of Meng Chengyu's explanation, they occasionally added a sentence or two to add bricks and tiles to Fan Zhaoyao's already fragile worldview, and finally made Fan Zhaoyao believe it.

"I ......"

Fan Zhaoyao looked at Mo Jiang with disbelief in his eyes: "It turns out that at that time, Sister Mo Jiang, you were deliberately ......"

"Well, there are some things that we need to make clear at the beginning. Mo Jiang blew his nails and said casually: "I don't want you to be a person, you don't have the money to let me figure it, if it wasn't for Brother Qiao's explanation at the beginning, I wouldn't have gone to you, I still saved you by looking for you as an assistant, think about who in the market gave you an assistant a salary of 10,000 a month and let you live in such a good apartment, are you thinking about how angry you were in that hotel before, did I give you a job and make you angry? What if I deliberately approached you, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Fan Zhaoyao was scolded by what she said in a few words, thought about it seriously, but shook his head: "No." ”

It's a lucrative job as an assistant.

Some time ago, she felt that she had used all the good luck in her life to meet Mo Jiang.

The salary is high every month, and there is not much to do, and the other assistant Guo Zhulian is still an invisible little rich woman, and she will buy a few copies of everything, she must have it.