Mo Jue breathed a sigh of relief: "What conditions?" ”

Yun Xi knocked on the armrest of the Taishi chair with one hand, and it was heavy and light, like a buckle on the tip of Mo Jue's heart.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little weird, and then Yun Xi curled his lips slightly.

"I like poetic people, so I will memorize 300 Tang poems to listen to first, and one must be missing, little cute."

“？？？”

How do you feel like you're being interviewed by an examiner?

He's from the pillow seat, not a poet.

This woman is getting more and more wrong.

However, this also directly shows the attitude of this woman, she is really not interested in him.

It seems that there is still a long way to go to gain her trust.

Even blocking bullets for her before couldn't make her heart loosen.

He couldn't see her weakness at all now, which made Mo Jue feel a deep sense of frustration.

"Is it that as long as I recite 300 Tang poems, you will accept my self-recommended pillow?"

She just made a little joke, the villain can't be taken seriously, right?

"Depending on the mood, maybe I will listen to the 300 songs of the Song Dynasty at that time, or "University", "The Mean", "Analects" and "Mencius"?"

Mo Jue seemed to have made up some kind of determination: "As long as you want to hear it, I will recite it to you, Xixi, I will let you see my heart for you." ”

You're trying to kill me, right?

To put it so affectionately, who is the fool when it comes to it.

Yun Xi was very cooperative: "Okay, then let me see your mind." ”

Then, Mo Jue left Yun Xi's bedroom with a pillow.

[Little fairy, do you have a problem with that? For example, kidney deficiency or something? Such a beautiful beauty can't bear to refuse? You're definitely not normal. 】

"Heheda, you think everyone is like you, you can be interested in seeing a pig?"

Got her interested in a bunch of data? She's not two hundred and five.

[Ahhh......h I'll cry to you if you have a ginseng again......]

I also call myself a little fairy, I talk and act so rudely, I don't have a fairy temperament at all, hum, scum, ignore you.

The next day, as soon as Mo Jue got up, someone knocked on the door, one holding 300 Tang poems, and the other holding pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Before they could speak, Mo Jue began to feel a headache.

"The eldest lady said that Mr. Mo should copy these 300 Tang poems 100 times during his recuperation, so that you can memorize and recite them."

Mo said with no emotion: "My right hand is injured. ”

"It's okay, Miss Eldest said, you still have a left hand, practicing the ability of your left hand will help develop your right brain, and if you develop your left and right brains together, it will make you smarter."

Mo Jue's eyes deepened, and the woman was secretly scolding him for being stupid?

Did she really know his purpose?

Does she really have nothing to do with the bankruptcy of the Mo family?

No, he wouldn't believe her.

When he was studying abroad, his parents called him and told him that the eldest lady of the Yun family had taken a fancy to the land in their ancestral house.

Her parents were reluctant to sell, so she began to frantically suppress their Mo's group.

The group was hit hard, and the parents ran back and forth in order to stabilize the partner during that time, and finally had a car accident after fatigue driving.

He thought that the Mo Group would last for a while, so he decided to finish his studies and return to China, but he didn't expect that it would be too late.

Overnight, he lost his parents, and the Mo Group was acquired by the Yun consortium at this time.

So how could he possibly believe that Yun Xi was innocent? How stupid would he have to be to believe his enemies?