"Get away from my man!"
"Interesting, I'm not the only one who can hear thoughts."
An Youyi's face showed a rare smile.
Her gaze was like discovering some novel toy.
"Aren't you afraid that after I leave, I'll take your money and tell Lin Fan everything?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao smiled, her tone nonchalant.
"Do as you please."
"I'll pay you more to leave this place."
An Youyi's expression returned to calm.
"Ms. Zhou, money doesn't mean you can do whatever you want."
Clearly.
An Youyi's attitude was obvious.
She didn't want to leave anymore.
Having finally found something entertaining.
How could she just leave in such a muddle?
Xu Mo definitely had many more unknown secrets.
She wanted to uncover them one by one.
Zhou Qiaoqiao took a deep breath, looking at her coldly.
"Fine, if you dare hurt him, I'll make you regret being born into this world!"
When words don't match, there's no point in talking more.
Zhou Qiaoqiao felt there was no need to continue the conversation.
So what if she's the world's number one assassin?
Dare to touch her bottom line.
She'll rip your skull off.
An Youyi remained unmoved internally.
She had been to more dangerous places.
Coming and going as she pleased.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's threats had no substantial effect.
Bang---the door opened.
Zhou Qiaoqiao stood in the hallway, looking around, but didn't see Xu Mo, so she left in her high heels.
After a while.
Xu Mo came out from the empty office next door.
This office was also his.
Would An Youyi hurt Zhou Qiaoqiao?
What an international joke.
The Female Dragon Queen had her own standards.
A promise made is a debt unpaid.
Xu Mo knew her too well.
So there was nothing to worry about!
Xu Mo returned to his office.
An Youyi handed him the signed contract.
[Good girl]
Xu Mo happily accepted it, "Start work officially from today!"
An Youyi nodded, then moved to stand behind Xu Mo's boss chair.
Her hands crossed in front of her.
It had that Hong Kong movie henchman vibe, standing next to the behind-the-scenes boss.
At first, Xu Mo found it quite novel!
But after an hour.
He was numb!
"Ahem... Miss An, if you're tired from standing too long, you can find somewhere to sit."
Xu Mo reminded her.
An Youyi's eyes opened slightly, "Thanks for the boss's concern, I'm not tired."
In just one hour.
An Youyi's worldview was overturned, then refreshed, then overturned again.
Finally shattered into pieces!
The reason was simple!
Xu Mo's thoughts revealed everything!
This man understood her personality completely.
But that wasn't the key point.
Her real world!
Turned out to be just a novel.
Not only that.
She was supposed to end up with that Dragon King!
When she heard this part.
An Youyi wanted to kick Xu Mo from behind.
She would rather die.
Than have feelings for that playboy Lin Fan!
If you can't speak properly!
Then don't speak at all!
"Oh..."
Xu Mo rubbed his nose.
[Well... what must come will come, might as well get used to it sooner or later]
[Since we can't resist it, might as well enjoy it]
After comforting himself.
Xu Mo's mood brightened again.
Another two hours passed.
Xu Mo was nearly mentally broken.
"Miss An, it's almost time to get off work, you've done very well as a bodyguard, but I hope you won't do this next time, ahem... I mean don't stand behind me, just find somewhere to sit and play with your phone, watch some shows."
"Just don't stand behind me anymore."
An Youyi opened her beautiful eyes and nodded at Xu Mo.
"Alright, boss."
"Don't keep calling me boss, it's too formal! I have a name, just call me Xu Mo."
This title felt really awkward.
Making it seem like he was the real boss in the book.
The real boss is the female demon!
You're calling me boss, what does it have to do with Xu Mo?
An Youyi blinked her eyes and replied: "Alright bo... Xu Mo."
Xu Mo smiled, perfect!
That's more like it.
Then Xu Mo's smile froze.
The reason was An Youyi's shocking words.
"Miss An also sounds formal, you can call me Xiao An."
An Youyi seemed to be a year or two older than him.
Indirectly acting cute and young?
This wasn't the cold-blooded emotionless female assassin he wanted!
Xu Mo didn't notice the flash of coldness in An Youyi's eyes.
"O-okay, I'll call you Xiao An from now on!"
An Youyi: "Call me Youyi!"
[Oh no, we're in trouble]
[This killer isn't so cold anymore]
Xu Mo's expression was complicated as he said with difficulty: "Um, Youyi."
"Would you like to have lunch with me?"
Since she's following anyway.
Might as well extend an invitation.
An Youyi shook her head, "Sorry, I have something to do at noon."
"I'd like to take the afternoon off."
[A little something to do?]
Then Xu Mo's eyes suddenly lit up.
[I get it! I understand!]
[You're going to report to your man, right?]
[You should have said so earlier!]
[I wouldn't mind if you told me directly (^U^)ノ~YO]
[Don't delay, go quickly!]
Xu Mo smiled, "Okay, no problem, is one afternoon enough? If not, a week..."
Bam---------
An Youyi suddenly chopped the desk in front of Xu Mo's thighs!
The powerful force.
Split the mahogany desk in half!
The computer and various documents all fell to the ground.
Both Xu Mo and little Xu Mo were startled!
Especially the little one.
Save the big or save the small.
Has always been a controversial question!
Xu Mo indicated that damn it, he wanted both, if really necessary, he'd give up the big one.
Just kill me already.
"Youyi... wh-what's wrong?"
Xu Mo was panicking.
The Dragon Queen wasn't following the plot anymore?
Going straight for the hard approach?
Talk about a calf flying to the moon - getting way too cocky!
While Xu Mo was lost in thought.
An Youyi raised her fair hand in front of Xu Mo and said calmly.
"There was a mosquito in the office, I helped you kill it!"
Xu Mo did indeed see a mosquito.
It was bloody red.
But since he hadn't been to the office these few days.
It probably wasn't his blood, but Jiajia's blood.
Jiang Jiajia had Xu Mo's authorization.
She could stay in the general manager's office whenever she wanted.
Oh my!
This old beast deserved its death!
Sucking so much blood, it got off easy.
Xu Mo clapped in approval, while bleeding internally, "Youyi, you did well this time!"
"But in the future, please don't do things like this anymore."
"The office has electric mosquito repellent, and my computer has hundreds of GB of important files, as well as important educational websites. It's not worth it to kill just one mosquito."
An Youyi almost believed Xu Mo's nonsense!
What important files, what important educational websites.
All nonsense!
Men's words are ghost's lies!
"Alright, then can I go?"
Xu Mo took a deep breath, suddenly feeling much older.
He originally wanted to ask her to stay, but the words changed at his lips.
"Go ahead, go ahead."
Then he squatted down to check on his old companion.
To see if the computer host was damaged or not.
Well, the screen was completely ruined, unusable.
Need to get a new one.
Hope the host is okay!
After leaving the general manager's office.
An Youyi took out her phone and sent a message to Li Jiaxin.
Then walked towards the elevator!
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