Chapter 059 Force her to write a letter of guarantee
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In front of a window on the second floor of the villa, Mor Ye stared outside with interest, his eyes slightly fixed, his thin lips pursed, and his bright eyes could clearly see what was going on in the car.
The little goblin was dilly-dallying, deliberately stalling for time. She just wanted Chen Gang to get wet in the rain and make him wet like a "drowned dog."
Ling Kexin, even though she looks as weak as a little white rabbit, she is actually a hedgehog with spikes all over her body! Also, she is indeed a little fox, she can "hurt" you quietly and make you...
I don't know how to scold her.
Just like now, can Chen Gang say that she did it on purpose? Can you get angry at her?
Through the glass, Moerye saw Ling Kexin slowly tying her hair, slowly picking up and sorting her bag, and bending down... What are you bending over for? It can't be tying shoelaces, right?
Mo Ye suddenly felt that Chen Gang, who had always done things neatly and neatly, was a little stupid today... Why was he so attentive today? Didn't he tell him that this little goblin was the woman he Mo Ye hated? Didn't he say that she was just him Mo Ye?
Is she just a plaything in Erye’s hand? Why should she be looked down upon?
Is it because of yourself?
Mo Ye lowered his head and looked at his instep. The white left instep, which was not wearing socks due to the medicine, was very obviously bruised and swollen. This was the result of her stepping on it with high heels. In addition, it was also left on her forehead.
A small mark...a little fairy, a mark of bold disobedience and no fear of death!
It took more than twenty minutes for Ling Kexin to slowly walk out of the car. She was holding an umbrella and walking very slowly, as if this villa was a frightening "Pluto's Palace".
Mo Ye saw that Chen Gang, who was all wet, finally got into the car, his eyes darkened, and he turned around and walked out.
Ling Kexin stood in the living room, her feet bare and wet. Because of the strong wind and rain, her trousers were also wet. A white shirt was wrinkled and covered her entire buttocks.
Mo Ye walked over slowly and glanced at her with the corner of his eye. As soon as he appeared, Ling Kexin opened her clear eyes and stared at him as if she were a stranger, expressionless and emotionless.
Her eyes were big and charming, and the black color was rich and deep. When she stared at you, you felt like you were about to fall in. Mo Ye felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her. He cleared his throat and slapped his buttocks.
Sitting on the sofa.
"Is the guarantee written?" He lowered his eyes, crossed his legs, and asked calmly.
"No." Ling Kexin answered calmly, carrying a wheat bag on her back, with no trace of her nervousness at all.
Mo Ye shrank his eyes coldly and raised his head suddenly. He seemed to find her answer too incredible, as if a teacher saw a student who didn't do his homework and had the "ambition" to show off in front of the teacher and show disdain.
"Little goblin, do you know the consequences if you don't write a guarantee letter?" It's really annoying.
"I don't know." She was still so calm.
"well……"
The "teacher" was helpless. This "student" was really difficult to teach. She was just a rebellious adolescent. Not only did she not realize her mistakes and consequences, but there was also a trace of ridicule and pride on her lips.
Following her gaze, More Ye saw that he had actually raised his left foot, displaying his "injury" in front of her eyes.
Isn't this showing off her "great achievements"? Wouldn't she be happy to see it?
How much she hated herself. His embarrassment, his injury, his misfortune... were her Ling Kexin's greatest joy!
Little goblin!
Ling Kexin's unabashed happiness made Mo Ye feel as if his dignity had been "swept" to the ground. He put down his feet, stood up suddenly, and approached her. The muscles on his face were twitching, and his tone was obviously very annoyed: "Here.
I’ll write it! If you can’t write well, don’t think about going back to pick up your brother next week!”
This sentence was effective, and Ling Kexin quickly went upstairs.
Mo Ye stared at her obedient back, with an unknown smile flashing in his eyes. He sat down on the sofa again, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
An hour passed, and then half an hour passed. Mo Ye, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for the food delivered by the hotel, did not wait for Ling Kexin to come downstairs.
He became impatient, put down the magazine in his hand, went upstairs with doubts, and pushed open the study room.
However, the scene in front of him suddenly stopped him at the door...
I saw countless large and small paper balls scattered on the yellow solid wood floor. They bloomed like white flowers in his study. The pens on the desk were scattered everywhere, and the drawers were also messed up, from the bookshelf to the desk.
There were a few books thrown in the distance of more than one meter.
Is she here to "ransom the house"?
But she actually fell asleep lying on the desk, her face pillowed on her arms, her long eyelashes covering her eyelids, her nose breathing lightly, her red lips slightly parted, and she breathed out a shallow breath, while there was a piece of paper written on it pressed against her elbow.
Half of the paper…
Mo Ye was so angry that he really wanted to pick her up and throw her out of the window... Is she a little maid? Does she look like a little maid? Is she deliberately making trouble to piss him off again?
It's just a letter of guarantee. How could a college student not be able to write a letter of guarantee? How is it possible? Isn't she a talented woman? Isn't she a good student with top grades?
Raising his hand, Moor Ye didn't lower it for a long time, staring at her sleeping face. Finally, he pursed his lips stiffly twice, slowly lowered his hand, and took out the paper from her hand.
Warranty - This is the title.
At the head of the stage was Young Master Mo... Mo Ye curled her lips with a half-smile. It was good, she used the honorific title, and her handwriting was clear, in small regular script, and each word was beautiful.
What follows…
I don’t know why you asked me to write a guarantee letter. What did you ask me to guarantee? I was inexplicably tricked into Mo’s Manor by you, and I was inexplicably tortured by you to this day. The reason you gave me was—
My mother owes you a huge debt. I can't verify how much the huge debt is. You have the final say! I lament this society. If you are rich and powerful, you can do whatever you want, but I, like a
A humble little grass with nothing to rely on, you can trample and bully me...but you can't find a place to uphold justice. Because you have too much power, the whole sky in Jiangbin City has been darkened by your evil palms.
I can't find a ray of sunshine in this haze...
More Ye couldn't stand it any longer. Is she writing a letter of guarantee? Where is the sentence about being obedient and not disobeying his promise? She is obviously writing a letter of indictment, okay? Accusing him of his "crime" and telling her.
"Unfortunately", she also said below that she wrote under his pressure, but every time she wrote, she sadly tore it up! She thought he was too incredible and unreasonable! He was completely
It was unreasonable and she didn't know how to write so that he would be satisfied and let her and her brother go... and never threaten her again!
She seemed to have not finished writing. The two words at the beginning of a new line were - Mo Da...
Young Master Mo? Or Demon Mo?
Staring at Ling Kexin, Mo Ye's phoenix eyes were as dark as a black pool, with turbulent waves. The corners of his mouth twitched again and again. He held the corner of the paper with his fingers and shook it twice, but he pursed his lips and could not utter a single word.
come out.
She was already accusing him of his "crimes" and already felt that he was perverted and incredibly cruel. Should he bring her up now and let her be pinched in his hands like a little chicken, leaving her "baffled" again?
?
If she did this, she would probably write an extra "crime" for him somewhere.
Holding back his anger, More Ye knelt down, casually picked up a ball of paper, spread it out, and saw the head of the stage with a dazzling look - the Great Demon.
So, he rubbed it and threw it away.
After holding back his anger, he picked up another one and spread it out. He glared at the head of the table - Morye, colon, and wrote: You are perverted!
Maybe she thought this was not good, so she kneaded it into a ball and threw it away. But he also angrily kneaded it and threw it away.
On the following paper, there are different declarative sentences and exclamatory sentences, and each sentence is scolding him...