39 Chapter 39- Thunder Clap

"Nice flirting skill you have there. Too bad, She's

MINE"

then another thunder sounded.

Xiaxia felt a murderous air suffocating everybody in the lounge.

Song Yue instantly froze. Mi Amore was snatched from this Young Master that fast!

"Tehee! Cousing must be jesting. I'm just joking!" he said anxiously.

"Well, that's funny. Everybody seems to forgot to laugh" he said smirking and made his way beside Xiaxia.

"..." everybody.

Apply cold water in the burned area!

'She's....mine'

Oh dear. Who says I'm yours!

"Goodevening Young Master Song. I'm Bai Xia, new executive assistant of President Mo." she said professionally to break an awkward silence.

"My pleasure meeting you Miss Bai. Song Yue, eldest son of House of Poseidon and the Master of Merman's Palace." then he shook hand with Bai Xia.

Mo Zhaoshan put his right hand on his pocket and search for something.

A sanitizer.

"I knew this would happen. Here, I don't want virus spreading around me.", then he passed a small spray bottle to Xiaxia.

"!!!" everyone. What's with you? Who has virus? You're the virus, your whole family is a virus!

Xiaxia gritted her teeth and stared at the bottle.

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Mo Zhaoshan lost his patience and grabbed Xiaxia hands to apply the sanitizer, and spray some on him too. He sprayed it as well toward the pitiful Song Yue.

"There. Clean." he said as he casually put the bottle back to his pocket.

"!!!!!!!!!" everyone.

Xiaxia's face begin to turn red in mixed embarassment and fume.

"Mo. Zhao. Shan!" she said between her breaths.

"En?" and he looked at her innocently like he did nothing wrong.

"Salary deduction, 10%"

And Song Yue regretted how he acted so boldly as he looked at Butler Rong with his face shouting that he was wronged.

Butler Rong stood there wanting to pat Young Master Song's back.

Young Master, you know the rules and yet you dared to touch Mistress.

BOOOOMMMM.

Another thunder clap resonated.

As the murderous aura slowly dissipated.

Xiaxia wanted to regret to treat such a bipolar man.

"Butler Rong, lead Ms. Bai to her room. Song Yue, at my office. Now."

There, Song Yue wanted to run away but, too late...

Mo Zhaoshan turned back and grabbed him by his colar to dragged behind him like a poor little kitty.