The She-Devil Was Taken Away

In the General Manager's office of Xu Corporation.

"One should look at people with fresh eyes after being apart, Jiajia, your massage technique has improved."

"Have you been practicing secretly these past few days?"

Xu Mo lay face down on the sofa, letting Jiang Jiajia massage his shoulders and back.

The little secretary's delicate hands applied just the right amount of pressure.

It made Xu Mo unconsciously let out several comfortable moans.

It wasn't that his willpower was weak.

Rather, the little secretary's technique was too good.

"Hehe... I've been practicing randomly with my best friend. I'm glad you like it, Mr. Xu."

Jiang Jiajia said with a giggle.

Her small hands worked even more diligently.

Xu Mo yawned and asked lazily,

"Has anything major happened in the company these days?"

He still held a glimmer of hope for Li Jiaxin!

Hoping that mixed-blood burning angel would fulfill her responsibility!

And manage to cause some major disruption soon.

Jiang Jiajia thought for a moment and replied: "I don't think so..."

"Oh wait!"

"This morning, people came from the Zhou family, seems to be from Uncle Zhou's generation. They went into President Zhou's office and had a huge argument with her, then took her back to the Zhou family."

"Since it happened inside the office, I don't know the exact reason for the argument."

"I just heard from the managers whose offices are close to President Zhou's that she allegedly misappropriated a large amount of company funds without the family's permission."

Xu Mo frowned.

Had the female devil really gone bankrupt?

Otherwise, why would she need to touch company funds?

This didn't seem right!

She was a woman who made millions daily!

It didn't make sense at all.

Xu Mo had a headache, internally debating whether to go help.

After hesitating for a moment.

Xu Mo decided he needed to go check things out to put his mind at ease.

He suddenly sat up.

Without warning Jiang Jiajia.

An awkward moment occurred.

His head bumped into Jiang Jiajia's chest.

The little secretary's professional attire had its top two buttons undone.

Not because they couldn't be buttoned.

But because when buttoned, it was too tight and made breathing difficult, affecting normal work.

"Ah~"

Jiang Jiajia's pretty face turned red as she let out an suggestive sound.

Pouting her plump lips, she said coquettishly,

"Mr. Xu, why didn't you tell me you were going to sit up?"

"Haha... I forgot," Xu Mo laughed awkwardly, "I need to go out for something."

"Hmm?" Jiang Jiajia tilted her head slightly.

She quickly figured it all out.

Xu Mo was probably going to help Zhou Qiaoqiao!

In her opinion.

Those two were perfect for each other.

Shen Manni from the Shen family wasn't even worthy of being Zhou Qiaoqiao's servant.

"Mr. Xu, I heard from the managers that President Zhou was taken back to their family home."

"Got it, eh..."

Xu Mo paused his steps, looking at his little secretary whose face was still slightly flushed.

"Jiajia, I've noticed you've become quite naughty lately!"

"Do you still want your peaches?"

Since Jiang Jiajia wasn't the female lead.

Xu Mo felt relaxed around her.

There wasn't much pressure.

So he felt like teasing her.

Jiang Jiajia let out a light snort, shaking her impressive chest, and said in an incredibly flirtatious tone,

"Hmph~ I don't want them anymore~"

"Mr. Xu, take them if you dare."

Damn!

Was she really talking back now!

Soon after.

The sound of slapping could be heard from the office.

Xu Mo o( ̄ヘ ̄o#)

He gave her a slap, but found she still provoked him verbally.

So he slapped a few more times.

Instead, it made Jiang Jiajia more excited.

Finally, Xu Mo simply gave up.

After all, he had important matters to attend to.

Leaving the Xu Corporation CBD building.

"Damn, does Jiajia have some strange preferences?"

"Who the hell knows."

"What trouble could the female devil be in! If she needed money, why didn't she tell me!"

"Besides money, what else do I have?"

Xu Mo put on his custom-made 200,000-yuan motorcycle helmet.

Started the engine.

Twisting the throttle with his right hand, he sped towards the Zhou family home.

Meanwhile.

At the Zhou family home.

All sorts of rarely seen aunts and uncles had gathered.

An octogenarian elder sat in the main seat.

"Qiaoqiao's private use of company funds, harming public interests for personal gain, this isn't right!"

The speaker was.

Zhou Qiaoqiao's second uncle Zhou Rongkang!

He had been looking for an opportunity to bring down his elder brother Zhou Rongguang.

To seize complete control of the Zhou family.

Anyway, the old master was elderly and didn't have many years left.

If he didn't grab the family assets while the old master was still around.

When else would he do it?

The Zhou family's relationship network was far more complex than the Xu family's.

Simply put, the Zhou family was more prolific.

The Xu family mostly had only children.

"What did you do with all that money? Qiaoqiao, Third Aunt isn't criticizing you, but even for legitimate investments, you should have discussed it with our extended family."

"1.7 billion in liquid funds is no small amount."

The aunt said with sarcastic undertones.

When a tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

Zhou Qiaoqiao had capability.

But using company funds had touched others' interests.

Sorry!

No matter how capable you are.

You must accept punishment!

Zhou Rongguang stood in front of Zhou Qiaoqiao, saying to his daughter with a bitter smile.

"Daughter, I'm sorry! Your father is useless, they found out."

"It's okay, Dad, you did your best, didn't you?"

Zhou Qiaoqiao pursed her red lips, smiling consolingly.

This incident.

Actually made her quite happy.

It proved not everyone in the Zhou family was useless!

Everyone was chattering, all pointing fingers at Zhou Qiaoqiao.

It had the feeling of six major sects besieging the Bright Summit.

"Enough! This old man isn't dead yet!"

Old Master Zhou opened his eyes and rebuked everyone.

The noisy atmosphere in the room instantly quieted down.

Then Old Master Zhou looked at his most beloved and accomplished granddaughter, his mouth missing two front teeth moved slightly.

"Qiaoqiao, grandfather knows you have your difficulties, but today's matter is too serious, you must give the whole family an explanation."

Everyone in the Zhou family knew.

Xu Mo liked Shen Manni, not Zhou Qiaoqiao.

The marriage wasn't even certain yet.

If Zhou Qiaoqiao were already married to Xu Mo at this point.

With just the Xu family as a mighty pillar of support.

Even if they had grievances, they wouldn't dare to complain openly.

After all, the Xu family was their protection!

Unfortunately, Zhou Qiaoqiao wasn't married yet.

Under enormous pressure and questioning.

If she didn't give everyone a satisfactory explanation today.

These people wouldn't let her off.

Zhou Qiaoqiao's face showed bitterness as she took a deep breath.

Having no choice but to compromise.

"Alright, but Grandfather, please allow your granddaughter to tell only you."

Before Old Master Zhou could speak.

Dissatisfied voices immediately rang out.

"Zhou Qiaoqiao, what do you mean? Are you saying we other uncles and aunts have no right to know about this money?"

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