Loli fierce and cute: BOSS, stand against the wall!

Chapter 367 It's time to deal with my own affairs

While Xue Jingchen was putting his luggage in the trunk, Zhang Xiaoqi quietly bumped into Mo Yirou's shoulder and whispered, "Yirou, you are really good uncle, think about it carefully."

Mo Yirou glanced at Zhang Xiaoqi unhappily, "At the beginning I told you that my brother was not bad, so why didn't you think about it when I asked you to think about it?"

Zhang Xiaoqi secretly complained, "Can it be the same?" Your family is a wealthy family, and she came from an ordinary family, so it's not the right family background.

Before getting into the car and leaving, Mo Yirou held Zhang Xiaoqi's hand with some reluctance, "I'll call you when I settle down, and also, be careful yourself, that line... or don't do it, Don't worry if I'm not by your side."

Zhang Xiaoqi nodded, "Okay, I won't do it."

After the previous failures, she thought about changing careers. Now that Zhou Ting is not doing it, and after this accident, she wants to change careers even more. She is going to find a formal job and live a nine-to-five life. The savings in her hands are enough to pay the down payment. As long as the grandmother is willing, she can immediately go to the agency to register to buy a house.

It's just that there is one thing she needs to understand before changing careers. Although she knew that this industry was dangerous from the first day she chose to do it, she still couldn't be fooled by others without knowing it.

The two girls hugged, and Zhang Xiaoqi watched Mo Yirou leave before returning to the apartment. As soon as he stepped through the door, he saw Qiao Minghui standing in the living room, obviously waiting for her.

Zhang Xiaoqi sneered in his heart, he looked down on this kind of indecisive man the most, who showed him a caring look even though he broke up already!

Ignoring the hesitant Qiao Minghui, he strode towards his room, closed the door with a bang and locked it.

Sitting on the bed, Zhang Xiaoqi exhaled, and Mo Yirou left, she was out of sight and out of mind, but as for her, her problem has not been solved yet.

Zhang Xiaoqi wanted to call Ji Shaochen, but what if the other party refused to admit her?
While hesitating, Qiao Minghui knocked on the door again, "Xiao Qi, please come out."

Zhang Xiaoqi didn't want to talk to each other at first, but they were roommates after all, and Qiao Minghui had already knocked on the door again, and shouted impatiently, "Here we come."

Zhang Xiaoqi got up and came to open the door, "Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Xiaoqi's tone seemed to be talking to a stranger, and he didn't address him. Qiao Minghui knew that Zhang Xiaoqi's attitude was because of Mo Yirou, so he didn't care about it. He hesitated and asked.

"Yirou...do you know where she... lives?"

Zhang Xiaoqi sneered in his heart, obviously it was you who drove Yirou away, and now you are pretending to care, the corners of his lips teased, Zhang Xiaoqi returned, "I don't know where Yirou lives, but Senior Qiao, don't worry, It was a luxury car that picked her up just now."

Luxury car?

Qiao Minghui immediately thought of the rich second generation who was gossiping among his colleagues in the company, and his nerves tensed up unconsciously, "Did you see that man?"

Seeing Qiao Minghui's nervousness, Zhang Xiaoqi nodded gloatingly, "Hmm, not only saw it, but also greeted me."

Qiao Minghui blurted out, "How about that man, is he treating Yirou well?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Xiaoqi pretended to be condescending on purpose, and seemed to be thinking about it, "That man is good-looking, tall and handsome, a bit like Li Yifeng, no, he seems more like Peng Yuyan, he is gentle and soft, not only helpful but also Rou pulled her luggage, and helped her pull the car door, and I saw him rubbing Yirou's wrist."

After Zhang Xiaoqi finished speaking, Qiao Minghui's face turned pale, and he smiled, "Really?"

Then he turned around and walked to his room in a daze.

Zhang Xiaoqi sneered, and went back to the room, now it's time for her to deal with her own affairs.

Picking up the mobile phone on the bed, even though the phone number was changed to a new one and the person's number was not saved, the string of numbers seemed to be engraved in my heart, and I typed it out without thinking.

(End of this chapter)