“Dongdong—”
Qiao Mohan was wearing headphones in the study, listening to the meeting minutes recorded for him by He Zhang, when there was a sudden knock on the door.
He frowned in displeasure.
Ever since he lost sight, his temper has become even more violent, even though he knew that He Zhang must have something to report when he knocked on the door.
But being interrupted at work still made him irritated and unhappy.
"Come in." The man said in a deep voice, but did not take off his headphones. Instead, he turned up the volume in the recorder.
This made Qiao Mohan, whose hearing became exceptionally good after he became blind, fail to hear the footsteps of the person coming in, which were different from He Zhang's usual footsteps.
His cold black brows were tightly furrowed, and his once dashing almond-shaped eyes were now staring blankly at one point, without focus.
Qiao Mohan's whole body was filled with resistance to the outside world.
He put He Zhangliang aside and continued to listen to the meeting.
In the headphones, those old guys on the board of directors and his woman's brother, whom his father had just put in, were causing trouble for him.
Qiao Mohan heard that halfway through the meeting, the shareholders who supported him seemed to be suppressed by this group of people, but at the critical moment, the voice of Mr. Qiao rang out.
The old man's steady and deep voice was the same as before.
Always firm and standing behind Qiao Mohan.
This time, he was the same as before. Even though his grandson had threatened him with the Qiao family's foundation, and even though his grandson was now a cripple, the old man still firmly chose to be Qiao Mohan's backer.
At the board meeting, Mr. Qiao sided with the shareholders who stood on Qiao Mohan's side without hesitation.
I heard the old man's powerful voice coming from the recorder.
Qiao Mohan's black eyes, without any focus or radiance, became increasingly deep.
Just as he was about to take off his headphones, Qiao Mohan suddenly felt someone approaching him.
Although he was blind, his senses were very sharp.
Qiao Mohan immediately stood up and took off his headphones, a cold look appearing on his handsome and sharp face.
"-who?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his strong arms were hugged by a pair of soft little hands.
"I… "
As soon as Su Qing finished speaking, she saw a clear flash of shock in Qiao Mohan's empty phoenix eyes.
All the muscles in the man's body were tense, and his handsome face, which had not been shaved for a long time since Su Qing and the others left, was immediately covered with ice.
"Who let you in? Su Qing... You should be in China."
When he suddenly heard Su Qing's voice, Qiao Mohan had guessed that this woman might already know everything.
He subconsciously wanted to hide and push her away.
He is now a useless man, a blind man, and should not be allowed to see her.
"Get out - I don't want to see you." Qiao Mohan showed no mercy and wanted to use the most hurtful words to drive Su Qing away.
However, the next moment, when the woman who had just held his arm suddenly let go of her warm little hands.
He felt as if his soul had been taken away from him.
Even though his heart ached, Qiao Mohan's words were still cruel and cold: "Leave here as soon as possible. The woman who serves me will be back soon... I don't want my woman to make mistakes because of you..."
Before he could finish his words, the pair of soft little hands that had just been released came around again.
This time, she took the initiative to hook her arms around his neck and squeezed her petite and warm body into his arms.
Su Qing didn't give Qiao Mohan any chance to refuse or drive her away. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her sweet lips against his thin lips.
Take the initiative to shut up this man who says one thing and means another.
Su Qing bit his lips and whispered, "I won't leave... I won't leave even if you kill me. If you have the guts, just drive me off you."
After saying that, Su Qing raised her slender legs and took the initiative to wrap them around his waist.
Qiao Mohan's already cold and violent face suddenly darkened.
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Update completed, see you tomorrow night at 6 o'clock~ (to be continued)