"Mo Qing, have you forgotten how Qiao Xu treated you? Mo Qing, Mo Qing, you can't treat me like this, Mo Qing..."
Lu Moqing sat calmly beside Qiao Xu with no change in expression, his gaze turned to the other directors in the meeting room who had remained silent, and he hooked his lips—
"Alright, let's start the meeting."
Qiao Xu did not expect Lu Moqing to appear, let alone that he would directly drive Su Rou out without even giving Qiao Sheng any face.
But at this moment, she had to admit that after the noisy wild chicken was chased away, it was much quieter by her ears.
At this moment, Qiao Sheng was so angry that his chest was suffocating, and with both eyes almost bursting, he stared at Qiao Xu's calm face.
"Qiao Xu, do you... do you even have me in your eyes?"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xu lazily lifted her eyelids, sneered at Qiao Sheng's uncontrollable anger on his face, and said indifferently: "No."
*Snicker!*
A rude low laugh came from the side, "Naughty."
