An Ge and Producer He stood aside, she really wanted to ask this question, she only said this ID name in the morning, how could Quan Mo know that the other party was using the old man's computer to surf the Internet?

No...... He even went to check her fans' background, right?

"You don't care how I know, if I ask you, you can tell me." Quan Mo stared at him condescendingly, holding a pair of sunglasses in his slender hands, and his voice was indifferent, "Where's your inflatable doll?" ”

"You even know that?" The boy was obviously stunned, and suddenly seemed to react, and looked at An Ge with distraught eyes, "Yogurt goddess, have you read the message on the official website?" I've got a couple of inflatable dolls with your name on them, but none of them are really beautiful now. ”

“……”

Ange was extremely embarrassed.

I only heard the sound of "pop", and the sunglasses were interrupted in the right ink hand.

An Ge looked at Quan Mo and knew that he was angry this time......

Quan Mo's face was expressionless, and he glanced indifferently at the sunglasses in his hand, his five fingers were released, and the sunglasses split in two and fell to the ground.

Quan Mo looked at the boy on the sofa, and his voice was cold, "Where is the inflatable doll?" ”

"Why should I tell you?"

The boy was so frightened that he couldn't do it, but he still forced his dignity out of a man's dignity and yelled at Quan Mo.

Quan Mo looked at him, the cold light in his eyes floated, and he didn't get angry, only sneered, and said, "You don't want the goddess to see your love?" ”

The boy obviously lacked IQ, and when he heard this, the whole person became excited, "Yes, yogurt goddess, I came by car, and I happened to bring a doll in the car, do you want to see it?" Of course, not as pretty as you......"

As he spoke, the boy became shy and his face turned red.

“……”

How dare An Ge say anything, his eyes were only staring at Quan Mo.

He was already authoritarian and wanted to meddle in her work, but now that he is good, there is even more reason to be authoritarian.

Quan Mo turned his eyes and glanced at An Ge coldly, and then looked at the boy, "Very good, you go and get it." ”

"Okay, good, goddess, you wait for me here."

The boy didn't have any city government, so he jumped up from the couch and ran out.

Quan Mo clapped his hands expressionlessly, withdrew his feet from the sofa, looked at An Ge, and then looked at Producer He beside her, and squeezed out a sentence from his mouth hard, "Young grandma, go home, young master is still waiting at home." ”

What do you say......

How to listen to how murderous.

An Ge really wanted to escape.

Producer He was completely out of the situation, admiring Quan Mo's eyes, and praised again and again, "Miss An, your driver is really handsome, and his face under the mask must be even more handsome." Then again, how do I think your driver is familiar? ”

"Hehe, he has a star face. We went first, and we ...... gone."

An Ge hurriedly walked out, and saw that the most conspicuous position on the newspaper shelf at the door was the headline of a certain newspaper-

"The president of the consortium returned to China, saying that the focus has shifted to the country"

Underneath the headline is a photo of Quan Mo, dressed in a straight suit, with deep facial features and sharp edges......

Ange hurriedly put away the stack of newspapers, and explained without silver, "I'll take them back and look at them." ”

“……”

Quan Mo followed with a cold face.

Producer He also came out all the way.

Quan Mo walked to the car door, pulled the car door, and looked at An Ge coldly, "Young grandma, please get in the car." ”

“……”

Seeing him like this, how dare An Ge get in the car.