Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Mo Jingshen did not reply to her words, but moved her eyebrows expressionlessly. She looked at her coldly: "How does it feel to smash the cake?"

"..." Yiyi was guilty of daring to look up, didn't know what he should say, and could only reluctantly answer: "OK, okay ... Mr. Mo is just happy ..."

Mo Jingshen chuckled: "I'm happy?"

"Yes ... Yes ... Mr. Mo, just be happy ..." Yiyi nodded incoherently.

"You want me to be happy, but it comes at a price."

Yiyi heard the ridicule of Mo Jingshen's cold voice that only she could feel, not knowing exactly how he might have caused him to be such a god, and he had no idea what to do.

What's more panic is, isn't Ji Nuan really his wife?

Suddenly, Mo Jingshen pointed to the other seven-story cake placed in the window nearest to this place, and gestured to the clerk to push the cake over to her.

Yiyi's eyes froze, and he looked up at Mo Depth.

"Smash." Icy words spit out in Mo Jingshen's mouth, his cold eyes had no temperature at all.

Yiyi shuddered: "This ... this ..."

Even if Mo Jingshen sneered, he still seemed to be confused with a smile: "Don't you say, as long as I'm happy?"

"But this ..."

"Smash!" Mo Jingshen didn't give her one more chance to say a word, and her eyes narrowed like a knife.

Yiyi froze, but did not dare to neglect under his frozen eyes, reached out and held up the seven-layered heavy cake. Because of this holding action, he got cream on himself, but didn't dare to say more One word, after hesitating for dozens of seconds, he gritted his teeth fiercely under his eyes and suddenly dropped the whole cake directly to the ground.

Two giant cakes fell to the ground, the cream and cake spread into a large area, messy, the creamy sweetness floating in the air did not make people feel the slightest sweetness, only the silent smoke was approaching.

Seeing the cake on the ground smashed, the shop assistants were afraid to speak, and Yiyi's husband was even afraid to talk nonsense at this moment, not even to say a word of maintenance.

The movement here attracted the attention of people passing by, and many people started to watch outside.

"carry on."

Mo Jingshen's voice was cold and his eyes glanced lightly at the dozens of large and small cakes in this cake shop. Many of them were scheduled to be removed today, and some were newly made cakes a few days ago. sample.

The clerks saw Mo Jingshen's eyes and guessed what he meant, but no one dared to speak again, and no one dared to step forward to block the development of the situation.

At first these shop assistants didn't know who Mo was always, but the person in charge of the store was so embarrassed by him, obviously it should be the owner behind the island. I heard that the owner of the island is the surname of Mo, and that should be his true identity.

Who dares to provoke this great god, he just doesn't want to confuse Argentina with this island of gold!

"Mr Mo, this ... it's enough to smash one ... this ..."

Mo Jingshen ignored her words, and her cold eyes swept across her face: "Did you smash it, or did I call your husband to smash it?"

Yiyi shuddered, and it was not easy for things to affect her husband. After all, Mo Jingshen was the owner of the island, and her husband was the general manager of the island authorized by the Shine Group. BOSS, her husband is estimated to be ... At that time, the loss was not just as simple as a cake.

She turned around quickly, picked up the other two little cakes in the window, and smashed **** the ground.

There are more and more people on the outside view of the store, pointing at Yiyi who is smashing the cake. She followed her husband to do a good job on the island for several years. Many merchants have opinions about her. Now she saw that she was smashing the cake. She couldn't help talking about it, thinking that her brain was abnormal, and there were more and more people watching it.

"Continue." Mo Depth was still a cold voice.

But while talking, he glanced at Ji Nuan, who had been sulking.

Yiyi's eyes were all red, but she didn't dare to delay. They smashed to the ground one by one. The clerk was not afraid to neglect according to the depth of face of Mo Jing, and took the initiative to move the other cakes away from her one by one to make her smash .

The cream and cake near Yiyi's feet were almost piled up into a mountain. She was embarrassed, and a lot of cream was sticky on her body. She turned and continued to pick up other cakes to smash.

Until all the shaped cakes in this shop were smashed, and the floor was covered with cream, it was a messy scene that was difficult to clean up at a glance.

Yiyi just thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, Mo Jingshen suddenly looked coldly at the clerk who was hiding next to him, and said coldly, "Bring all the finished and unfinished cakes in your production room."

The clerk was surprised, and Yiyi was equally shocked.

But the shop clerk saw Mo Jingshen's eyes, and instinctively busy going upstairs to get them.

The people at the outside of the store have almost completely blocked the door of the cake shop. Ji Nuan stood in front of Mo Jingshen and watched this scene. In his mind, the ink name showed a lot of strange images, as if this man often She will support her in this way, always guarding her.

She paused, then turned to look at Yiyi's bloodless expression again.

Ji Nuan didn't really understand the current situation, but she felt inexplicably cool, especially happy, and the unhappy feelings just now seemed to be gone all at once.

She raised her hand and gently pulled Mo Jingshen's cuff, whispering, "Deep, I don't want to stay here anymore."

At this time, the clerk took out the cake and many desserts in the production room. Yiyi saw Ji Nuan's coquettishness and reliance in front of Mo Jingshen, and his face became more rigid for a moment. The complexion can no longer be described simply by whiteness.

"Give it to her, keep smashing." Mo Jingshen held Ji Nuan in his arms, and patted her shoulder gently, calmly.

"Mr. Mo, I ... can I not smash it, it can't pile up on the ground ..." Yiyi red-eyed and begged for mercy.

"Don't you like this cake shop very much? Aren't you very proud?" Mo Jingshen said coldly, "Don't you feel bad when you hit a few cakes?"

"No, President Mo, me, me ..."

"I would like to remind you that all the cakes were smashed today, and all the bills are in your name."

"..." Yiyi suddenly softened his legs again, and almost fell to the ground, but the floor was covered with cream, and she quickly raised her hands to support the table beside her, and then barely stood still.

Those cakes were not cheap just now, and the smallest ones were 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, and there were many big ones. All these cakes plus various semi-finished products and desserts from the production room were at least smashed by her. Over a million.