Chapter 71

"What is this?" Muqiqi is curious.

In my head, I was thinking that this man would not want to use money to stun her... Br >

"open it and have a look!" Mo yanjue's big hand is a wave again, with the superior's lingran all over his body.

Muqiqi can't help but raise the corner of his mouth. Ha ha, can't she really guess right?

But no matter how much money the man gave her, she would not sell her soul.

In my mind, I didn't have any time to spare. I opened the document bag and looked at it with my eyes askance.

Documents?

This makes her more curious. Why does this man show her the documents?

Seriously take out a thick stack of documents, Mu Qiqi focused on it. With the contents of the documents in-depth, Mu Qiqi was clear, and Mou Zi was even more shocked.

"What does that mean?"

"Literally!" Mo yanjue sat in the sofa with a languid posture, and saw her expression of impatience on her face, and her heart became more and more proud.

What he wants is this effect!

"We didn't sign before. Why did we sign again?"

Mu Qiqi thinks that there is no reason to make trouble. The last agreement was detailed enough. Today, she even writes clearly about what she can see and where she can go. She seriously suspects that the man's brain is abnormal.

"Look, this is a supplementary agreement!" The slender fingers gently tap on the edge of the document, and the dark eyes are full of emotions that others can't understand.

Nonsense, can't she understand that this is a supplementary agreement?

Now she wants to know why she wants to add. Isn't the previous agreement enough?

"I don't agree!" The document shows her that she needs to sign it. Muqiqi is not a fool. Signing this agreement restricting personal freedom is different from selling himself to him. It's not a time of slavery. Why should he restrict her freedom?

"You don't have a choice!" Dark eyes suddenly become cool, obviously has been Mu Qiqi's three words to disagree to get angry.

Muqiqi's face is white and his lips are biting fiercely. "Mr. Mo, you are a businessman, so you should be honest. We agreed that I would take care of your children for two years, and you would help me find out the truth about Grandpa's death. Now, how do you let me see you?"

"Ah!" Mo yanjue sneers, Junrong disdains without concealing, "I think I will care what you think of me?"

The red lips are biting tighter, and the hand holding the document can't help but increase its strength. The powerlessness of being threatened deeply hit her heart, and she felt more and more that it was a mistake to provoke this man from the beginning.

There is a saying that it is easier to ask God than to send him. According to the current situation, it is not easy for her to escape after two years.

Now the most important thing is not to worry about two years later, but what should we do now?

In the face of this unequal treaty, should she sign it or not.

Seeing her hesitation, Mo yanjue's indifferent face was slightly loose. He waved gently to the waiter to serve.

He was confident that the agreement would be signed sooner or later, but lunch could not be delayed.

Looking at her gray wide work clothes, long hair plate at the back of her head, ears loose a few locks, slightly drooping his head to carefully read the agreement, his expression was a bit focused and charming.

It's rustic to wear broad tooling on other people's bodies. She even has a high-level sense on her body, which can't help but attract Mo yanjue's eyes.