Forced marriage contract: Divorce dear

Chapter 716 Extra Volume: The Story of Master Mo’s (13)

It's a pity that he never touches women in the company. .

otherwise. . .

sleep?
Sure enough, she was misunderstood.

"You really misunderstood, I have nothing to do with him, we just..."

She was in a hurry to explain, but people didn't want to hear it.

"Come on, you don't need to explain, it's all said, this is not a big deal..."

"I really..."

She still wanted to explain, but the woman beside her said respectfully, "Hi, may I help you?"

Turning around, it turned out to be a middle-aged man in a black suit. . .

After the middle-aged man left, some people came one after another. .

She didn't have time to explain anything.
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Morse President's Office---
Mo Tingyu sat on the large leather chair with his legs crossed casually.

On the side, the secretary stood by the desk and said softly, "Yes, President, she just arrived at the company today."

Mo Tingyu was silent for a few seconds, and his sexy thin lips curled up slightly, "So it's like this, you go and inform the HR department, and say that Xia Mo'er doesn't meet the company's employment requirements, and ask the school to choose another internship company for her."

The secretary froze for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

After the secretary left, Mo Tingyu laughed softly.

He doesn't deny it. . .

The women who follow him are very scheming.

but. .He hates women for being too smart.

I also hate women who are too calculating. . .

Besides. . .

snort. . .She looks like a kitten, and it's not her favorite dish.

The woman he likes. . .

To have a hot body and a beautiful face. . .

It's just like. . .Just like Lin Kexun.

A beautiful face, perfect and impeccable figure.

That kind of woman is what Mo Tingyu loves the most.

At noon, Mo Tingyu took the elevator downstairs as usual, ready to have lunch.

She has already made an appointment with a young model who just popped up recently, she is only 18 years old, and she is very youthful.

After getting out of the elevator and walking to the lobby, suddenly, a slender figure rushed up.

Immediately afterwards, his sleeve was pulled.

Pulling tightly. . .

Before he recovered from his astonishment, he heard the soft and charming voice like a kitten, "President, what did I do wrong? Why did you fire me?"

(End of this chapter)