Just when he was exhausted and about to be caught, a car with a familiar license plate stopped in front of him.
The car door was opened from the inside, revealing a familiar face.
"Come up quickly!"
Qiao Jinhuan waved from inside.
Mo Qiming's lips curled up slightly, and he quickly got into the car and closed the door.
The two young men who had just caught up just watched the mission target fly away from their eyes, leaving exhaust fumes on their faces.
"What should I do?"
"Write down the license plate number and talk about it when we get back."
That's all it can do.
The two young men looked at each other, muttered a few words silently and wrote down the license plate number, then hurried back to see the middle-aged man.
"Where are the people?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Run away."
"Run away? Fuck ran away again?"
The middle-aged man was dumbfounded, "You two can't outrun a paparazzi?"
"No, a car suddenly came and picked up Mo Qiming."
"So, after dispatching so many people, you tell me the mission failed?"
Facing the middle-aged man who was obviously getting irritable, the two young men lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.
"Take the team and go back."
Grandma's.
Mo Qiming must be poisonous.
I won’t take his order next time!
The middle-aged man cursed in his heart, turned to look at a few big men coming out of the business district, and cursed: "If you fail to succeed, you will fail!"
The task was not completed, but a bunch of money was handed out.
deficit!
What a loss of blood!
In the car, Mo Qiming opened the window and looked at the business district that was gradually moving away, his eyes curling up with laughter.
"Jin Huan, why are you here suddenly?"
Then he turned his head and looked at Qiao Jinhuan who had been pulling him, "Okay, I'm fine. Don't take off my clothes. I'm not hurt."
"They say your hatred level is too high. I told you to keep a low profile and stop causing trouble these days. Who told you not to listen to me?"
Qiao Jinhuan glared at him and then let go of his hand.
"Okay, I will rest for a while when I go back this time."
Mo Qiming smiled and asked the question again.
"It's not because of you."
Qiao Jinhuan put herself into his arms and tapped his chest, "I just learned that Chu Tiantian has a financial backer who is Xu Fuquan, the chairman of Xingmang Entertainment..."
Qiao Jinhuan told Mo Qiming slightly changed what Feng Jiaojiao told her.
Xu Fuquan?
Starlight Entertainment?
Looking at his behavior today, I guess he either wants to cut off his limbs or wants to destroy his job.
Mo Qiming's eyes looked slightly dangerous.
"What are you thinking about?"
Qiao Jinhuan grabbed his face and asked.
"I didn't think about anything."
Mo Qiming laughed, lowered his head and kissed her on the face, "Thank you Jin Huan, if you hadn't come, I might have been beaten up."
"Then I should have come later and let you get beaten up. You are not obedient at all."
"Are you willing?"
"Hmm~"
Qiao Jinhuan touched his chin and said forcefully: "What's the point of not wanting to part with it? It won't be broken."
"Jin Huan, you are so cruel."
Mo Qiming hugged her and took a few bites before his nervousness calmed down.
"cough!"
Suddenly, there was a heavy cough from the front.
Mo Qiming returned to his thoughts and asked with a slightly raised eyebrow, "Who is driving?"
"It's me."
Feng Jiaojiao answered with a dark face.
"It's Sister Feng."
Qiao Jinhuan whispered into Mo Qiming's ear, "I told Sister Feng about our affairs, and she also supported me."
Did you tell Feng Jiaojiao about them?
Mo Qiming was startled, and he still couldn't react, "Why, so sudden?"
Didn't you say before that you didn't want Feng Jiaojiao to know that it would affect Feng Jiaojiao's arrangement of resources for her?
He thought that their affairs would probably have to wait for several more years before they could be brought to fruition.
"I don't want to wrong you anymore."
Qiao Jinhuan tilted her head and leaned lightly on his shoulder.
She didn't explain too much, nor did she say anything sensational, like "Mo Qiming has been doing the hard work all these years, and she wants to be good to him."
Just a simple sentence of "I don't want to wrong him" made Mo Qiming's heart sour.
In fact, he clearly didn't care that much before.
He knew and agreed to conceal the love affair.
He has done so willingly over the years and has no intention of asking for anything in return.
But now, when she understood his grievances, sympathized with his grievances, and was willing to respond, he suddenly couldn't help but want to be pretentious.
"It's good to know."
In the end, Mo Qiming just smiled and pinched her face.
Qiao Jinhuan buried her head in his chest, pulling on his sleeves and cooing.
That voice, not to mention Mo Qiming, even Feng Jiaojiao in the driver's seat couldn't help but feel turbulent.
"cough!"
Feng Jiaojiao coughed again, reminding them that there was someone in front of them.
Then she couldn't help complaining, "If you had shown half of the softness you showed in front of Mo Qiming and acted in front of the camera, you would have become famous by now."
After all, what man can refuse a sweet girl?
"I don't want it."
Qiao Jinhuan argued quietly.
Feng Jiaojiao didn't care about this, and just continued, "Actually, Mr. Xu really broke some rules when he did this. Mo Qiming, don't worry too much. If you don't get it right once, there shouldn't be a second time."
Mo Qiming immediately sneered, "If it doesn't work once, he will definitely do it a second time."
"Why?"
Feng Jiaojiao asked puzzledly.
Just because Xu Fuquan wanted to stop, doesn't mean he also wanted to stop.
There are bribers over there who want to attack him, but it's strange that Mo Qiming is so temperamental that he can just let it go.
But he had no intention of explaining to Feng Jiaojiao, and just said perfunctorily: "I guessed it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Jinhuan in his arms stretched out his claws to grab his ears and pinched them hard, "We have agreed to be safe, but you are planning to mess around again!"
"No, no."
"Do you dare to say that you won't take revenge on Xingmang Entertainment when you go back?"
"..."
Jin Huan really understands him!
"fraud!"
"Hiss~ Jin Huan, it hurts, can you please release your hand?"
His ears turned red from being pinched by Qiao Jinhuan.
Mo Qiming had no choice but to say quickly, "Don't worry, I'm sensible. And I've been bullied to the point of being bullied this time. If I don't take revenge and go back, others will think I'm a soft-footed shrimp, and everyone will be ready to step on me in the future."
?”
Qiao Jinhuan blinked slightly, "Will you?"
"Besides, I will fight back to show my attitude and promise not to go too far."
"Really?"
"Don't you still believe me? In all these years, when have you ever seen me fight a battle that I wasn't sure of?"
"Then I...will barely believe you."
Qiao Jinhuan then let go of his hand, rubbed his ears for him with a flattering smile, then leaned into his arms and blew two breaths into his red ears.
This blow made Mo Qiming's brain burst with impulses, and he wished he could kill him right now.
Feng Jiaojiao, who was sitting in the driver's seat, no longer knew what expression to show.
But she knew one thing.
Mo Qiming in front of Qiao Jinhuan and Mo Qiming in front of others are just like two different people.