Hearing that Murong Chen was leaving, An Ge breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said goodbye.

Murong Chen looked at An Ge, nodded, turned to leave, An Ge hurriedly took off the mask on his face, and looked at Quan Mo with a bright smile, "Husband......"

How sweet and sweet the sound is.

“……”

Quan Mo stared at Murong Chen's back, didn't look at her, turned around and left.

An Ge immediately followed, holding his arm with a bunch of wheat in his arms, and the wrapping paper was flattened.

Kwon Mo shook off her hand.

"Husband, husband......" An Ge stepped forward to hug his arm again, "Husband, husband, I successfully took the stage today, shall we go to dinner?" ”

"Young grandma, please pay attention to the impact in public."

Quan Mo said coldly, and strode towards his car with long legs.

"Pay attention to the impact with you." An Ge carried out the dead skin to the end.

Quan Mo snorted coldly, "Yes, the young grandmother can shake hands with strange men and sing love songs, of course, she doesn't have to worry about any impact." ”

“……”

An Ge stuck to him.

Several cars were parked in an inconspicuous position in the distance, and when they saw them coming, the driver immediately got out of the car and opened the door, and Quan Mo got into the car first.

An Ge sat in with him, Quan Mo took off his sunglasses and mask and threw them aside, picked up a pile of documents and began to flip through them.

The whole office state.

"Young Master, will you go back to the villa now?"

After the driver sat down firmly in the driver's seat, he turned his head and asked.

"Why don't you go back to your house?"

Quan Mo raised his eyes and said coldly.

“……”

The driver innocently lay down on the gun.

"Don't go back, go to the private club in Mid-Levels." An Ge said busily, looking at Quan Mo with a smile on his face, "Shall we go to dinner?" ”

Quan Moli ignored her and looked down at the documents.

The driver saw that although Quan Mo had a cold face, he did not object, so he drove in the direction of Mid-Levels.

There was quite a lot of space in the RV, An Ge took out a bottle of red wine, poured a shallow layer into the transparent goblet, and then handed it to Quan Mo, "Young Master Quan, Director Quan, drink a glass of wine to dissipate your anger." ”

“……”

Quan Mo didn't raise his head, a handsome face was outrageously cold, and the cold air on his body was pressing, like a wax moon.

"Husband, husband, okay if you're not jealous?"

“……”

"That was purely an accident, Murong Chen just wanted to help me out of the siege. Male and female duets on TV are all about shaking hands......"

“……”

"I promise there won't be a next time, okay?"

An Ge continued, the car suddenly flickered, and An Ge's whole person fell on Quan Mo's body, and the red wine spilled on the documents on Quan Mo's legs......

The thick stack of paper was suddenly stained with red wine.

Quan Mo's face suddenly turned colder.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Seeing this, An Ge was completely panicked, and hurriedly reached out to wipe it, but the red wine had already stained the back of the paper, and she was so flustered that she didn't know what to do, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry...... Isn't this document important? Shall I re-do it for you? ”

“……”

Quan Mo looked at her coldly.

"I didn't mean to, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" An Ge bit his lip and threw his glass away, looking at the stack of papers and not knowing what to do.

Quan Mo is right, she is either on the way to do something wrong, or on the way to prepare to do something wrong.

Quan Mo looked at her voice nervously and changed tone, his heart couldn't help but soften, and he said indifferently, "It's not important." ”

"But ......"

"It doesn't matter what I said."

Quan Mo closed the folder and threw it aside.

An Ge looked at him with trepidation, pursed his lips and didn't dare to ask for forgiveness anymore, An An sat aside and didn't talk anymore.