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Grandmother Ao instantly understood that was the case.

"Good girl, don't be angry." Grandmother Ao opened up a seat beside him and comforted him: "Come, let's drink a bowl of chicken soup to make up for the young ones."

Ao Jingmo squinted at the chicken soup beside him. He did not want to drink it.

Ning Muchen yawned and walked downstairs.

"Good morning Madam!"

"Morning!"

Uncle Ou pulled up a chair beside Ao Jingmo and sat opposite him as he greeted enthusiastically, "Grandmother, good morning!"

Grandmother Ao looked up, trying to make sense of the situation for Ao Jingmo, who was standing by the side. Muchen paused, and looked at Ao Jingmo, who was beside him, he was …

"President Ao, what's wrong with you? Why is half of his face swollen? " Muchen moved to the side and wanted to investigate. Ao Jingmo raised his hand and pushed her head to the side, and immediately got up and walked to the door, "Prepare the carriage!"

Xiao Wang looked at Ao Jingmo's furious back, and immediately nodded, "Yes!"

Muchen was stupefied, and pointed towards the door. "Grandmother, what's going on with President Ao? "He fell like this."

The two of them didn't do anything last night, but what happened to Ao Jingmo's face?

"You don't know either?" Grandmother Ao was curious, was it not because of the young people's' fight '?

Muchen shook her head, "I don't know."

How could she have known that Ao Jingmo had a ferocious look on his face this early in the morning, as if he would be thrown out the moment someone approached him?

"That's strange." Grandmother Ao thought for a bit. Seems like the child really touched something. She turned her head and said, "Uncle Ou, bring a few bags of ice bags to the Young Master in a while.

"There's no need, Uncle Ou!" Muchen reacted and looked towards Grandmother Ao, "Grandma, give it to me, send it over to Director Qin after the meal."

She was curious about what had happened last night.

When Grandmother Ao heard that his grandson's wife doted on Ao Jingmo so much, she was very pleased. She held her hand and said, "Good child, grandmother likes children like you, who know how to pity others."

"Heh heh, that's how it should be." Muchen said embarrassedly.

She turned around and looked out the window. What happened to Ao Jingmo?

"..."

Muchen took a taxi to her company's main hall, and looked around. Her Ao's was as busy as usual.

Xiao Wang who was on patrol turned his head and saw Ning Muchen, he immediately walked over, "Miss Ning, are you here to look for President Ao?"

"Yes." Muchen held onto the medicine box that contained the ice bag.

Little Wang looked at the clock hanging in the hall. By now, Chairman Qin should have already ended the meeting. Little Wang made a gesture of 'please', "Miss Lu, this way, please."

Muchen nodded and sat on the elevator with Xiao Wang.

In the originally quiet air, Muchen was still unable to suppress her suspicions as she probed Little Wang who was standing in front, "What happened to President Ao?"

Little Wang smiled faintly. "I'll have to ask you, Miss Ning."

"Me?" Muchen was confused, she seemed to not have done anything.

Stepping out of the elevator, the two of them stood outside the CEO's office. Little Wang hesitated for a moment, "Miss Ning."

"What's wrong?" Muchen felt that something was amiss, why was Secretary Song always hesitating today?

Xiao Wang looked around to make sure that there was no one around before he heaved a sigh of relief, "President Ao is currently angry. I won't go in after scolding all the directors this morning. Please go in and calm President Ao down."

He had already experienced Ao Jingmo's tornado like temper this morning, and did not want to go in and find trouble with him.

"Alright …" Muchen agreed without much confidence. Xiao Wang bowed from a distance and scampered off.

Muchen watched Xiao Wang's back and broke out in a cold sweat, "Secretary Song, why are you as weird as his big boss today?"

"Thump thump thump!"

Muchen raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Muchen pushed the door open and looked at Ao Jingmo who was sitting in front of the desk with a cold expression.

She carefully closed the door again, as if she was afraid that the tiger inside would wake up. She had to be careful in case she anger Ao Jingmo.

Muchen stood in front of her, and didn't dare to get closer. She was a meter away from Ao Jingmo, and in his hands, he was still holding onto his drawing book, "President Ao, this is the ice bag that grandmother told me to give you.

"No need. "Take it back." Ao Jingmo did not even raise his head to look at her, his tone ice cold to the extreme.

Muchen's fingers tensed up, she was not going to give her a break, so she simply went over and placed the box on the table, and took the chance to take away his project book. Ao Jingmo immediately covered half of her injured face with her hand, like a child.

"I see that your face is so serious. Why don't you apply it?" Muchen tried her best to pry her fingers apart, but she was unable to do anything about it.

Muchen did not give up. Ao Jingmo impatiently said, "Take it away!"

Unexpectedly, he seemed to have forgotten something. Half of his wounded face was exposed to the air.

"Pfft!" Muchen couldn't help but cover her laugh when she saw Ao Jingmo's swollen face.

Ao Jingmo was furious, she actually dared to laugh at him, how bold! Ao Jingmo immediately used his hands to cover her mouth, "Ning Muchen! You are not allowed to laugh! "

She looked into his eyes. They were as deep and unfathomable as a wolf's. There was even a hint of gentleness in them. She stared fixedly at him without blinking.

Being stared at by her made Ao Jingmo feel extremely awkward, he slowly lowered his hand and went to the sofa at the side.

A gust of wind blew outside the window, causing Muchen to feel a chill. She quickly regained her senses, tidied herself up a bit, and then carried her medical case over.

"Ao Jingmo, what happened to you? Kicked by a donkey? " Muchen sat beside him and opened the medicine box.

"Yes!" was kicked by a fat donkey. " Ao Jingmo complained. It was interesting that she should say that about himself.

"Wait! "Let me think, last night …" Let her recall that last night, for a moment, she seemed to have kicked something, like a meatball.

Could it be … Ao Jingmo!

"Cough cough, my apologies, this is a self-protection consciousness, President Ao should not be angry, can't you?" Ning Muchen revealed a foolish smile, begging for forgiveness.

"In your dreams!" Ao Jingmo went close to her ear and heavily refused.

Forgive her? That handsome face of his that had bewitched countless young girls had been ruined by Lu Miaochen. Forgive her? Dream on!

"I... I really didn't do it on purpose! "Why don't I apply it to you now?" Ning Muchen waved the two ice bags in the box in front of his eyes.

Such a hard thing was still emitting cold air. If it were to touch his injured face, would it be painful to death?

Ao Jingmo moved slightly to the side, "Stay away from me! "Be careful, I'll get the security guard to throw you out."

Muchen looked at the two ice bags in his hands. She wasn't coming anymore, if he didn't properly apply them, wouldn't that be a waste of time?

"Really?" Ning Muchen no longer had the fear from before, as she revealed a sinister smile.

She wouldn't really dare to do whatever she wanted, right? No! Ao Jingmo swallowed his saliva, and pointed towards outside the door, "Three seconds, if you still don't get lost! "I'll call people …"

Without waiting for him to react, Ning Muchen raised an ice sack and placed it on Qin Cheng's face.

This was truly a refreshing feeling.

"Hiss!" Ao Jingmo clenched his teeth in pain, but after a while, the pain on his face grew weaker.

Ao Jingmo's earlier temper had gradually weakened. Looking at Ning Muchen carefully covering her face, Ao Jingmo expressed in his heart: Lu Miaochen, no matter how you try to seduce me now, I won't forgive you, absolutely not!

"You won't listen to me if I tell you to be obedient, right? Things should be much better now." Seeing that Ao Jingmo had kept his eyes closed and pretended not to see her, Ning Muchen said those words proudly.

"Give it to me." Ao Jingmo opened his eyes, took the ice bag from her hands and applied it to himself.

"Words don't mean what they say." Ning Muchen said in disdain. She picked up a tissue and wiped her wet hands.

Ao Jingmo glanced at her and asked, "Aren't you going to work at Ann's?"

Ning Muchen thought for a while, "I just received a notice this morning. From today onwards, I'll be going to work at 9 am every day.

"Childish." Ao Jingmo reprimanded her without hesitation: "It's just that the future successor of Ann's Group is afraid of disturbing him and the woman's warm bed."

"Future successor?" Ning Muchen had never heard of any heirs to the Mu Clan. In her eyes, she had heard that the Ann's Group was being taken over by a Vice Chairman, as for its name, she had forgotten about it.