Damn It, I’m the Villain Rich Second-generation Father?

"Okay Nie Ju."

The deputy director received the order without asking anything, and immediately agreed.

He was single-handedly promoted by Nie Tongwei, so he had no objection to this order.

Although tomorrow is the weekend, since Nie Tongwei ordered, he will take people there tomorrow.

Eleven thirty in the evening.

He Tiancheng was in the room, unable to sleep no matter what.

He opened a bottle of red wine, stood in front of the window watching the night scene, and drank alone.

As he drank and drank, he felt nothing interesting.

He suddenly wanted to go out for a walk. Thinking about it, he sent Chen Mo a message.

"have you slept?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Mo replied almost instantly.

"No, Mr. He."

"Accompany me for a walk?"

"it is good."

He Tiancheng first went to wait for Chen Mo in the hotel lobby. She came out wearing flat shoes and a knee-length skirt, revealing her slender white legs.

During normal working hours, she follows He Tiancheng and wears professional attire.

"Chen Mo, you usually wear black stockings, I really can't see that you are so white."

Thinking this way in his heart, He Tiancheng said it out of nowhere.

After he finished speaking, he realized that his old pervert seemed to be exposed, and immediately changed his words: "Oh no, I didn't mean that."

"I don't usually pay much attention to your legs, but you gave me a bright feeling today."

Hearing He Tiancheng's words, Chen Mo burst out laughing.

"How do I feel, you are getting darker and darker?"

What He Tiancheng said just now clearly revealed his inner thoughts.

But Chen Mo didn't feel any discomfort. He Tiancheng liked something about him, and in her opinion, it was something to be happy about.

Because she likes He Tiancheng, what He Tiancheng says and does is different from others in her opinion.

If someone else said this, such as from Gao Huasheng's mouth, her face would have turned dark, and she might have slapped Gao Huasheng directly.

"No, I'm telling the truth."

He Tiancheng drove Chen Mo to an artificial lake. Although it was almost twelve o'clock, there were still couples walking here. He felt that the wind blowing from the lake was not so cold.

"Ah Choo!"

Chen Mo on the side suddenly sneezed, and He Tiancheng immediately took off his coat and gave it to her.

"When you go out at night, you should wear more. Look at you, just wear a skirt, and your legs are bare."

Hearing He Tiancheng's words of concern in his reproach, Chen Mo was moved when he heard He Tiancheng say again: "If you are sick, don't I have to take care of everything?"

Hearing this, the emotion in Chen Mo's heart immediately disappeared without a trace.

It turned out that he cared about himself because he was afraid that he would be sick and unable to work?

"Well, capitalists are ruthless when they talk."

Chen Mo couldn't help complaining, not afraid of He Tiancheng's anger at all.