"Let him go to the top floor conference room first, and I'll be right there!" Qin Mufeng raised his head and said lightly.

"Yes," Sycamore replied, bowing his head slightly.

Qin Mufeng then noticed Mu Xiaoai sitting on the sofa with a panicked expression, her hands were clasped tightly together, placed on her knees, and her teeth were biting the skin of her mouth, with a faint red mark.

"Don't bite again, it'll bleed if you bite again!" Qin Mufeng whispered faintly, his tone was full of a bit of doting.

"Ahh

Mu Xiaoai was slightly stunned, raised her panicked look, and looked at Qin Mufeng, who was sitting on the desk with a smile.

"You seem to be afraid of him,"

Qin Mufeng asked lightly, then lowered his head, picked up a copy of Wen Jiàn on the table and looked at it, seeing that the funds on it were a little beyond his budget, he was stunned for a few seconds with the black pen, but he still closed the Wen Jiàn and put it aside.

"No! It's just, it's just..." Mu Xiaoai lowered her head and pondered for a few seconds before she raised her head and said, "He didn't know that I came here!" ”

Qin Mufeng looked at her and watched quietly, an awkward atmosphere swirled between the two, and after a long time, he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak, just nodded, looking like I understood.

He got up with his hands on the table, picked up the black suit on the chair, put it on elegantly, and then turned to look at Mu Xiaoai.

"I heard that his fiancée is the little princess of the Oriental family"

Mu Xiaoai was stunned, she thought about it, and probably guessed that the little princess of the Dongfang family was Shandi, for the Dongfang family, anyone who studied finance knew that it was a family that controlled 30% of the world's currency, full of mystery and complexity.

Thinking of last night, the man with that look squatted in front of her, hugged the woman in his arms, and made a promise.

You will always be Mrs. Sikong, and no one can change that...

Mu Xiao's love was like encountering the invasion of the virus, the pain was entrenched in her heart, suffocating, she sniffed, tears slid down the corners of her eyes.

"Let's go!"

"Where are you going?"

Mu Xiaoai's eyes were red for a moment, she looked up, looking at her, Qin Mufeng didn't say anything but explained.

"The meeting, three months later, Haicheng will hold the first tAt fashion show competition, about 200 participating companies will select the most beautiful angel designer, and S-K and Qin will be the organizers"

"TAT Fashion Show Competition?"

"The-angel-tear"

There is a little excitement in Mu Xiao's love, and the fashion designer is his dream...

"I..." Mu Xiaoai wanted to say something, but Qin Mufeng didn't seem to want to give her time to refuse.

"As the designer of my Qin clan, you are also among the participants, let's go, what you have to face will still be faced after all!"

There is excitement, fear, worry, nervousness in my heart.

"Little Love" Qin Mufeng stepped forward and grabbed her tightly intertwined hands, dragged her up from the sofa, and said distressedly, "In the past, you have been thinking about others, living for others, and have been following the path that Aunt Rong arranged for you, and now that Aunt Rong is gone, you should plan for yourself!" ”

Mu Xiaoai flashed tears, she looked up at the person in front of her, when did she lose her way and walk alone and hard, first her body was trapped by the virus, and secondly, she did not hesitate to sell herself in order to take the only 600,000 yuan.

"I didn't expect you to come to my company to apply for a job by mistake, since fate has arranged it like this, why not accept it, work hard to participate in the competition, and complete your dream"

"Can I?"

Mu Xiaoai raised her red eyes and looked at the person in front of her.

Qin Mufeng smiled... "In my heart, my little love is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, nothing can't be completed, and I can always inadvertently make blockbuster results in school..."

That sentence of my little love made Mu Xiaoai's face blush, and then she felt that the distance between the two was a little ambiguous, she took a step back slightly, and withdrew her hand from Qin Mufeng's hand.

"Heh..." Qin Mufeng didn't say anything, smiled, and walked out of the door.

This fashion show competition brought together not only Haicheng players, but also foreign players, as well as some famous designers who have already made a lot of achievements, and attracted many media.

The huge conference room not only has S-K's senior management and S-K's designers participating in the competition, but also Qin's senior management, Anna is also among them, she leads Qin's design department to sit in the corner of the conference room.

"Wow, that's handsome, more handsome than our president," a girl whispered.

"Si Shao, I feel so cold, it's better to be our president, gentle and considerate," Xiao Rou retorted in a low voice while sitting on the side.

Aina turned her head and glared at a few people, and saw that the place next to Xiao Rou was still empty, so she asked in a low voice.

"Mu Xiaoai, where is that dead girl? Didn't I ask you to inform her of the meeting? ”

"Sister Anna, she hasn't come back since she left with the president!" Xiao Rou explained on the side.

"She knows the president?" Linglong asked, turning her head to look at Anna.

In an instant, several people pricked up their ears, and the gossip eyes stared at Anna tightly, for fear of missing Anna's strange expression.

Anna looked at these curious glances, raised her eyebrows, and shouted angrily, "How do I know! ・・I want to know too! ”

"The president has arrived!"

One person shouted, and then everyone stood up, only Sikong Jue, who was sitting in the first place, sat on the chair with a calm expression, and only raised his eyes slightly to look at the door.

Sycamore walked in the front, opened the door, and a tall figure walked in.

"Hello President!" Everyone bent over.

"Well, sit down!" Qin Mufeng smiled at everyone and nodded, and then looked at Sikong Jue.

After everyone sat down, Sikong Jue stood up, and the moment he turned his head, his eyes were cold, and he shot coldly at the person behind Qin Mufeng.

Mu Xiaoai was like a frightened deer, with her head down, nervous and not knowing what to do.

A cold wind blew overhead, a little colder than the cold wind of Layue, Mu Xiaoai lowered her head, cold sweat oozed from her forehead, she felt that there was a big stone pressing on the top of her head, she couldn't lift it, she could obviously feel the huge anger from someone, as if she was about to chop her alive in front of everyone.

No one dared to respond in an instant in the huge conference room, and they all looked curiously at Sikong Jue, who was standing in the first place, and the people closest to him instantly felt the cold air emanating from him.

S-K's people have followed Sikong Jue for many years and know that their master is angry, but no one knows why he is angry.

Qin Mufeng smiled and spoke.

"Let Si Shao wait for a long time..." he said, holding out his hand.

Sikong Jue slowly removed his gaze from Mu Xiaoai's body, turned his head to look at Qin Mufeng, stretched out his hand to shake him, and then spoke.

"Where is Qin Shao's words" He paused for a few seconds, then turned his head to look at the person behind Qin Mufeng, and said in a cold voice, "This young lady is so familiar!" ”

In one sentence, everyone's eyes were directed to Mu Xiaoai.

"Ahem..." Mu Xiaoai choked on her own saliva.

Only then did she raise her head and look at the man in front of her, he was wearing a white shirt and a black suit, the white shirt unbuttoned two white buttons, revealing the wheat-colored neck inside, and the corner of the blue silk handkerchief was exposed in his breast pocket, which made him feel a kind of suffocating temptation.

Mu Xiaoai quickly glanced at the man's gaze, and immediately put it away, she had a feeling that if his eyes could kill someone, she would have died hundreds of times.

The corners of Qin Mufeng's mouth twitched, and he looked up at the angry man in front of him with a smile, and said with a smile.

"She is Mu Xiaoai, the newly hired designer of the Qin family!"

Qin Mufeng's words made Sikong Jue's eyes even colder.

"Designer?" Sikong Jue's scrutinizing gaze approached Mu Xiaoai.

"The red trench coat that shocked the Paris fashion show was from her..."

Sikong Jue gritted his teeth, pouted with anger, and looked down from above, eager to rip off her clothes to see what else this woman was hiding from him.

Mu Xiaoai gasped, how could even Sikong Jue know about this?

"Miss Mu is really extraordinary," Sikong Jue looked at her coldly, with another layer of meaning in his tone, and slowly stretched out his hand, Mu Xiaoai looked at the hand in front of him, turned his eyes away, and shook it in fear.

Unexpectedly, he slowly tightened as if punishing, Mu Xiaoai hissed, and there was a sore pain in his hands, and Sikong Jue let go of her when he saw her pale face.

"Heh..." he smiled, his laughter was full of ridicule and displeasure, he had the courage to carry him to work in the Qin family, but he didn't have the courage to look at him, Mu Xiaoai, you are really capable, the dead woman has cried, what's the matter? Go to an old flame to complain? He looked at her coldly.

Qin Mufeng looked at Sikong Jue, who was killing with his naked eyes, and then turned his head to look at Mu Xiaoai.

"Little love, the design department is in the back,"

"Oh, good" Mu Xiaoai immediately turned around and walked towards the rear, moving her sore fingers that had been pinched by Sikong Jue as she walked.

"Xiao Ai's side" Xiao Rou immediately shouted, and Mu Xiaoai walked over with a smile.

After sitting down, Mu Xiaoai had a feeling that she would not die, she looked at the comrades next to her embarrassedly, nodded with a smile, and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead with her hands.

Sikong Jue's eyes were fixed on Mu Xiaoai, who was already sitting in the chair.

"Priest, please be seated..."

Qin Mufeng said with a smile, Sikong Jue didn't gnaw with a cold face, and sat on the chair with a "Teng" sound, the voice was so loud that everyone looked at Sikong Jue curiously, and they were all puzzled in their hearts.

Mu Xiaoai raised her head and glanced at the man in the first seat quickly, and immediately lowered her head.

"Xiao Ai, do you know our president?" Xiaorou hurriedly dragged her and asked, Mu Xiaoai paused, nodded at the surprised eyes of several people, and did not speak.

"Wow..."