Chapter 22 Xiao Moji, there will be no time in the future

In the end, Yan Baifan was not reluctant to be childish, and promised to give her a month to think about it.

One day later, Yan Baifan wondered, if he could be resolute that night, would it not make them all miserable?

"President, there's a young lady clamoring to see you." The assistant hit the inside line.

"Dare her go." Impatiently hung up the phone and tore open the two buttons on his chest.

The red footprints on his chest had not yet dissipated, and Xiao Moji didn't understand how the quiet and polite Lian Xiaoya had changed, so he couldn't see through it and couldn't find it.

"Alas, Miss, you can't go in, Miss~"

The door to the office was slammed open.

"Xiao Mojian, I have something to tell you." The visitor was dressed in red stilettos, a pink dress, and delicate makeup, with maroon waves scattered to the side, and a hint of anger on his little face.

"President, I~"

"You go out~" Xiao Mochen said to the assistant who was standing at the door at a loss.

"Yes, President."

"What's the matter with you?" Xiao Mojin was a little irritable, this woman had been pestering him since he was a student, which annoyed him.

"Xiao Mojian, let me ask you one last time, will you marry me?" Yao Daier looked at him fixedly.

"You go, how many times do you want me to say." Xiao Mochen didn't bother to look at her, he had to make trouble like this every month for the past five years.

"I have your child~ Xiao Moji." Yao Daier closed her eyes, forced the tears in her eyes back, and her voice was a little blocked.

"It's too much of a joke, and my patience is limited." Xiao Mojin rubbed the annoyance between his eyebrows.

"Okay, in that case, I won't come to you again, don't regret it." Yao Dai'er walked to the door and stood for a while.

"I can't ask for it." Xiao Moji didn't take it to heart and buried himself in dealing with the official documents.

Stomping, stepping on crisp floor tiles with high heels, Yao Daier's petite figure disappeared into the elevator.

"Lian Xiaoya, I won't care about that child anymore, I hope you keep your promise."

"At eight o'clock tonight, the flight to Australia has been booked for you, and your parents have already arranged it over there."

"Lian Xiaoya, you heartless woman, hehe, Xiao Mozhen will hate you to death."

"Doodoo~~"

Putting down the phone, removing the phone card inside, and throwing it into the trash, Yao Daier took one last look at the Xiao City Building.

Xiao Moji, I don't love you anymore, and it will be indefinite!

"Go to the airport." Taxis disappeared into the streets.

When the eight o'clock flight departs, something can't be unsalved.

"Miss, it's done."

"You take care of that child." A faint voice came over the phone.

"Yes, miss."

put the mobile phone on the coffee table casually, and Xizi came over aggrievedly, "Xiaoya, look at it." ”

Jing Ruhua glanced at the potato chips and shrimp crackers on the carpet and pursed her lips.

"I'll clean it up right away." Xizi, who is particularly sensitive to Jing Ruhua's expression, saw that it was not good at first sight, and quickly moved.

"Don't go out for a month, you and it." Dropping a sentence lightly, Jing Ruhua went back to her room, if she stayed any longer, she really couldn't help but throw the two fires out.

Seeing Jing Ruhua enter the house, Xizi, who was relieved, glared angrily at the squirrel who was sitting on the TV holding the bag and throwing it away.

"I'll kill you~" The fire on Xizi's head rushed up and pounced.

"Xizi for two months, Songhua for one month." A faint voice came from the room with great clarity.

The fire on Xizi's body was like a hole pierced, and it was quickly vented.

Do you want to be like this, it's so eccentric!

Xizi was shouting to herself, and the movements in her hands were so light that she didn't dare to make a sound.

Looking at the squirrel grinning at her on the refrigerator, she seemed to see a full laugh.

Xizi couldn't help but pick up the broom, stuffed a mouthful of marshmallow and gagged it, and pounced on the squirrel.