When Mo Jiayi's life was on the line, Mo Jiu felt that she was going to be driven crazy by this sultry man.
At yesterday's cocktail party, we made an appointment to meet Mr. Sean today to discuss company matters. But when Long Qingtian found out about it, he said he had nothing to do today and insisted on translating for Mo Jiu.
Of course, Long Qingtian didn't know that Mo Jiu could speak French.
Mojiu was trembling with fear all the way. When he arrived at the entertainment department where he had made an appointment with Mr. Sean, Long Qingtian's dark eyes darkened a bit when he saw Sean alone in the dim private room.
Mo Jiu said that secretary Zhang Lulu hadn't arrived yet, so it was difficult for the two of them to go in, but unexpectedly, Long Qingtian opened the door and entered.
Long Qingtian was very powerful. He was not wearing a military uniform today. He was wearing a well-tailored black suit. With his cold facial contours, he looked even more upright and tall. As soon as he entered the private room, Sean felt
A chill came over me.
After seeing Mo Jiu behind Long Qingtian, Sean's eyes lit up, he stretched out his arms and rushed towards Mo Jiu, saying in French: "My dear, you are finally here!"
I wanted to give Mo Jiu a French hug, but in front of me was a pretty girl, so why did she suddenly become a man?
Sean looked in surprise at the tall man who suddenly appeared in front of him without seeing it clearly. After seeing the vigilance and shock on the man's face and the gloomy meaning in his eyes, he raised his eyebrows clearly. Before he could speak, Long Qing
The sky has already stretched out its hand, "Qingtian, dragon."
Sean was stunned, smiled gracefully, and shook hands with Long Qingtian.
The gesture of shaking hands between the two made Mo Jiu feel more nervous and frightened.
Brother, are you sure you want to use such strength to shake hands?
When I went to look at Sean again, I saw that the smile on his face was still good.
Mo Jiu suddenly swallowed his saliva.
Mr. Sean, are you sure your finger doesn't hurt?
Mo Jiu clearly knows how strong Long Qingtian is!
One second, two seconds... A full ten seconds passed, and the two of them were still shaking hands. One had a gloomy look in his eyes, and the other had a decent smile on his face.
Damn it, if anyone sees this, they will think they are a couple!
Not willing to be ignored, Mo Jiu smiled awkwardly and stepped between the two of them, acting as a middle-of-the-road person.
"Brother, you're tired after holding hands for so long. Drink some water!"
He reluctantly handed a glass of water to Long Qingtian, and Mojiu laughed.
When the two of them turned to walk towards the sofa, Sean's face suddenly turned into a look of extreme pain and tangle. He swung his arms and almost jumped up, but the moment Mo Jiu and Long Qingtian turned back, they immediately recovered.
The usual elegance.
only……
Mo Jiu couldn't help but think to himself, Mr. Sean, you didn't even notice that the coffee table is made of glass, can it reflect light? My elder brother saw the embarrassment you just made!
Looking at Sean's face again, the villain in Mo Jiu couldn't help but give Sean a thumbs up. The speed of his face change was almost as fast as Jiang Li's!
But Sean didn't know that he was being seen. He elegantly sat on the sofa opposite the two of them, looked at Mo Jiu and said, "Miss Mo, who is this Mr. Long? Why don't you introduce me to him?"
Mo Jiu waved his hand secretly, and then Fang Long Qingtian said, "I am Huaxia Long Qingtian, and I am here as Mr. Mo's translator."
The fluent French spoken by his deep voice actually had an inexplicable charm. Mo Jiu was stunned and turned to look at Long Qingtian. The man's cold face was filled with indescribable charm at this moment.
French sounds better, but when Long Qingtian said it like this, it was like a beautiful musical note, like the D major of the cello, which tickled people's hearts. At least this kind of Long Qingtian had an inexplicable charm that made Mo Jiu long for it.
