Fan Zhaoyao: "..."

For a moment, she felt that she might not have enough IQ.

Or maybe she should pick up the phone in her hand and call the mental hospital, so that they can come to Kangkang to have very serious patients.

Just looking at the little fairy in front of her with a serious look, Fan Zhaoyao couldn't get her and the mentally ill.

Mo Jiang shook his wrists, and the new vermilion nail art made for the new show was particularly bright: "Oh, you talked so much nonsense to her, just prove it? Xiao Mengzi, perform a collection of things from afar!"

Meng Chengyu: “…”

Do you think I am performing acrobatics?!

No matter how much he complained, in Fan Zhaoyao's confused eyes, Meng Chengyu waved his hand and saw the potted plants on a cabinet placed next door flying directly towards this side.

Meng Chengyu made a move to close his head, and the potted plant stayed steadily on the table.

Fan Zhaoyao: "..."

She opened her mouth wide, looked at Mo Jiang, then at Meng Chengyu, and finally at the others.

Others had long been accustomed to it. Guo Zhulian slowly swallowed the last dumpling and said softly: "I'm full."

Fan Zhaoyao felt that his heart had not reached this limit, so he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Mo Jiang: "???????????? What's going on? Can the heart be so fragile?"

Meng Chengyu was also stunned: "It's not that right. When we went to find Qiulu, we didn't faint."

Qiao Jin didn't expect that, she was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand, and Fan Zhaoyao was forced to wake up.

When she saw everyone in front of her, she took a few deep breaths. Now she felt that she couldn't faint even if she wanted to. She couldn't help but feel dizzy and muttered to herself: "Is this... all this true?"

Mo Jiang had a headache and was particularly troublesome, so she waved her hand impatiently: "Little Mengzi, explain it to her and reshape the worldview."

Meng Chengyu: “…”

Why is it all her?!

After eating the dumplings, Meng Chengyu quickly made psychological construction for Fan Zhaoyao, who had opened the door to the worldview.

Yang Qiulu and Guo Zhulian actually don’t like to talk much. However, during Meng Chengyu’s explanation, they may add a few sentences to Fan Zhaoyao’s already fragile worldview and finally convinced Fan Zhaoyao.

"I……"

Fan Zhaoyao looked at Mo Jiang with disbelief in his eyes: "It turns out that at that time, Sister Mo Jiang, you were intentional..."

"Hey, we have to make some things clear from the beginning." Mo Jiang blew his nails and said casually: "I don't want you as a person. You have no money or sex to let me do it. If Boss Qiao hadn't explained at the beginning, I wouldn't have gone to you. I'd found you as an assistant or saved you. Think about who in the market paid you as a assistant a month of 10,000 yuan and allowed you to live in such a good apartment. Are you thinking about the hotel you used to be an angry at, did I give you a job? So what if I approached you on purpose? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Fan Zhaoyao was embarrassed by her words. After thinking about it seriously, she shook her head: "No."

Being an assistant is simply profitable.

Some time ago, she felt that she had to meet Mo Jiang for the best luck in her life.
Chapter completed!