"It's the same thing I've said a hundred times. I said, he is a good man, there is no way I can treat him like an enemy!" Nimolan repeated, with fearlessness in his eyes.
Ji Moxuan was actually angry. He also knew that it was unreasonable to keep Nimolan away from Li Fuyuan for no reason. But she didn't know that Li Fuyuan liked her! Isn't this enough?
"Okay, then I'll let you know the consequences of contradicting me!" After saying that, Ji Moxuan tore Nimolan's clothes to pieces and forced himself in without any foreplay.
But just a second before inserting into Nimolan, he stopped and froze there without moving. The next moment, he leaned down, kissed Nimolan's forehead, and caressed every corner of her body.
, in exchange for her green trembling and muffled moans, when he finally felt that he could enter her, he still pushed forward slowly, as if he was afraid of hurting her.
Ji Moxuan is angry, but what he really wants to do is probably this, to be together, feel her warmth, use his own power to give her pleasure, and he will be very satisfied.
Nimolan's head was a little dizzy. She didn't know why Ji Moxuan, who was rude to her, suddenly became gentle. When she was about to think about this problem, every feeling in her body made her crazy.
"Mo Xuan..." She called out his name from the top, and her tense body trembled more and more because of the name.
Ji Moxuan raised his head with a red face and looked at Nimolan who was lying under him with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but smile widely.
Getting off the bed, Ji Moxuan covered Nimolan with a quilt, opened the door to the lounge, and sat back at the desk. Then he called Li Fuyuan.
Half an hour later, Li Fuyuan arrived at Ji Moxuan's office.
He sat on the sofa and looked at Ji Moxuan with an air of dignity: "What does Mr. Ji want from me?"
"Stay away from Nimolan." Ji Moxuan got straight to the point.
Li Fuyuan laughed: "I thought it was such a serious case that I needed to come to your office in person. It turned out to be because of emotional issues." His completely joking tone suddenly turned serious, "Is it interesting?"
"Don't jump into my line again, Fuyuan, I won't tolerate you anymore." Ji Moxuan gritted his teeth.
Li Fuyuan stood up, buttoned up his suit, and said, "It was you who jumped into my line first. Even though you did that to me, you didn't feel the slightest bit guilty. Thanks to me for maintaining such a long-term cooperative relationship with Barkley for so many years,
I can't even wait for you to apologize."
Ji Moxuan clenched his fists, and there was a trace of trembling on his face: "I'm sorry? I won't say sorry to you. The moment you chose revenge, all my apologies disappeared. I have been here all these years.
, I will live like that in the future.”
"Yeah, what else can I expect from you," Li Fuyuan turned away as if muttering to himself, tilted his head, and said, "So, don't expect anything from me either."
"Nimo Lan can't do it. She is my wife, the mistress of the Balik family, and my face. If you and her are known to outsiders, it will be a fatal blow to the group and the family. Moreover, it will be a fatal blow to Nimolan.
Mo Lan doesn't have any personal benefits." Ji Moxuan still said the pros and cons.
This time Li Fuyuan turned around and looked at Ji Moxuan with a cruel smile: "If you could change your lack of frankness, maybe if you didn't say sorry, I would forgive you, but you didn't do that at all.
He changed, clinging to his face and family, even killing what he wanted."
"It's not your turn to preach to me!" Ji Moxuan was angry.
Li Fuyuan answered calmly: "I'm not preaching, I just want to tell you that if you want to gain your own feelings, be more frank, otherwise you will lose more of what you have now."
Ji Moxuan rushed forward and grabbed Li Fuyuan's collar: "If you dare to say another word, I will never spare you!"
"Let go, I won't say it anymore, because it's useless to talk to you," Li Fuyuan took off Ji Moxuan's hands and raised the corners of his mouth, "One thing I'm very happy about is that there are only people in this world who can make you angry and impulsive.
There are not many, and I am lucky to be one of them."
"you……"
"Do you know why I attach so much importance to this Black Mosha beauty pageant?" Li Fuyuan interrupted Ji Moxuan's outburst and said, "Because this time it involves a large investment in Li's fashion. This year, Li's going to
There is a lot of investment in fashion, especially clothing. My purpose is to participate in this Black Mosa beauty pageant, select models and designer works, and recommend brands. So, please cooperate with me. Although I am sitting
It is the second highest position in the Li family, but it is not the first after all. Whether we can win the first position in the future depends on this time."
Ji Moxuan took a deep breath, looked away, and said, "I know it without you having to tell me."
"Nimo Lan is a rare talent. I have a company that is about to go public, and I would like to ask her to be the design director of that company. What do you think?" Li Fuyuan looked businesslike.
Ji Moxuan's brows furrowed again: "You still want her to be your subordinate? Li Fuyuan, she is my wife."
"I know she is my wife, and I am not competing with you for my wife. I just want her to do some work for me, and the company I am working with is very powerful, and it is also a good opportunity for Nimolan to develop. Your Balik Group is low-level
There are many industrial companies, but none of them are suitable for her, right? Otherwise, how could you just put her in the marketing department? With her talent, it would be a pity not to be in the design field." Li Fuyuan advised again.
Ji Moxuan sighed: "You don't need to tell me, Balik Group also has many fashion design companies..."
"Balik can't compare to Li's in fashion!" Li Fuyuan choked Ji Moxuan back with one sentence.
Ji Moxuan gritted his teeth and finally said: "I understand what you mentioned, but it will take some time to adjust. After all, Mo Lan chose the position of marketing department by herself. I think it is necessary for her to learn what she needs to learn.
, lay the foundation well. I will not give priority to your group, I will only give priority to my wife. If you can't wait, then I'm sorry, please find another job."
"Of course, I'm just informing you that all decisions are in Mo Lan's hands. If she wants to come to my place, I will definitely welcome her with open arms. If she just wants to keep you, then I have to wait for her."
"you……"
"I mean my company is waiting for her." Li Fuyuan quickly took a step back, fearing that Ji Moxuan would grab his collar again.
Li Fuyuan sat down again and asked: "Okay, what are you going to say to me when you call me over? It's not just to warn me not to get close to your wife, right?"
Ji Moxuan said nothing and looked a little embarrassed.
Li Fuyuan raised his eyebrows: "That's strange. If Nu cares so much about your wife, why would you let her cry outside at noon? A woman's face can't stand the cold!"
"What? When did I let her cry alone on the street?" Although I made her cry, I didn't go too far, okay?
Li Fuyuan clicked his tongue twice and looked at Ji Moxuan with disdain: "Today's noon, today's noon! I cried all the way down the street to the downstairs of the building, with coffee in my hand, red from the cold, and my face was blown cold by the wind!"
Ji Moxuan then remembered that Tianxue was very close to him during lunch today, and he always felt that someone was looking at him. Because Tianxue was very beautiful, it was normal for someone to look at him, so he
I didn't care - but there happened to be a coffee shop opposite the Italian restaurant where they ate, so maybe Nemo Lan saw both him and Tian Xue.
A different kind of sourness flashed through his heart. Ji Moxuan said nothing again.
Li Fuyuan straightened his collar, put on a serious look, and said: "Ji Moxuan, remember, if Nimolan comes to my side one day, it will not be because I rob you, but because you are not good enough.
.This principle has not changed from Tianxue to now. Whether you believe it or not, it is always up to you to do what I say."
Looking at Li Fuyuan's back, Ji Moxuan frowned again and again, and finally sat on the sofa for a long time.
He returned to the lounge and looked at Nimolan sleeping on the bed, gently stroking her long hair and twirling it around her fingertips, as if she was lingering.
Nimolan seemed to be exhausted, so he actually slept until the next morning. When he woke up and saw the unfamiliar decoration around him, he couldn't help but screamed, and Ji Moxuan who was beside him almost fell to the ground in shock!
"What's your ghost name?"
"Mo, Mo Xuan?" Nimolan's eyes widened, "W-where is this?"
"My office," Ji Moxuan said. He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at her frightened look, "Where do you think it is?"
"Aren't we kidnapped?"
One sentence shattered all Ji Moxuan's emotions.
She was so afraid of unfamiliar surroundings. It seemed that the kidnapping really hurt him so much that she would be suspicious even if he was around her.
Ji Moxuan didn't speak anymore, and Nimolan seemed to wake up from his dazed state after a while, sitting on the bed with his knees in his arms, his hair hanging down on his bare back, causing people to sin.
Ji Moxuan stretched out his hand to stroke her hair.
Nimo Lan turned around and asked: "Did I make you very angry yesterday? If you are very angry, can you find a time to talk to me about Li Fuyuan?"
Is this seeking a chance for reconciliation? Or is he giving himself and Li Fuyuan another chance? Ji Moxuan asked himself, and then suddenly laughed, how could it be the second case? He might have been there more than ten hours ago.
He would look at the problems of Nimolan and Li Fuyuan in such a distorted way. Now, it seems that he should no longer think about the problem in this way.
Ji Moxuan turned his back and put on his clothes: "It's up to you, I won't interfere anymore."
Hearing Ji Moxuan's words, Nimolan's heart froze inexplicably - It turns out that you are not even willing to control me now. It turns out that you really don't care anymore...