After being reborn, he was taken home by President Mo

Thinking about it now, the timing of her car accident was too coincidental.

Perhaps it was Shen Jingjing who had taken a fancy to her role early in the morning, and therefore collaborated with Song Chaoyang to design the car accident.

Thinking that after the car accident, she was also moved by Shen Jingjing's sad and crying behavior, she felt that she was extremely stupid and ridiculous.

Shen Jingjing's youth drama was officially announced some time ago.

As a first-line star, she is also the head of Shen's media, and the drama has already created a lot of momentum during the casting period.

And Zhou Xiaolan said that the director was unknown, and hit the subject again, no wonder she said that there might be controversy.

In any case, Jiang Cuocuo still wanted to meet the director.

Right now she doesn't have any resources and she has to take every opportunity she gets.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cuo wrongly called Zhou Xiaolan back and asked her to make an appointment to meet the director.

In the afternoon, Jiang returned to Director Fang's crew by mistake.

After work was over, Director Fang invited everyone to have dinner together.

During the dinner, Fang Puyu looked at Jiang Cuocuo, who was less talkative than usual, and couldn't help asking:

"Xiaojiang, you were looking for a computer technician yesterday. Is there something wrong? Has it been resolved?"

Jiang wrongly nodded, "Thank you Director Fang, some small matters have been resolved."

"Then why are you so preoccupied? You haven't reconciled with President Mo yet?" Fang Puyu asked again.

Ever since he watched Mo Lixing leave last time, he never dared to meddle in their affairs.

I don't know what happened to the couple.

Jiang Cuo wrongly smiled, "I have nothing on my mind, I just feel a little tired."

"There will be a yacht party in a few days, you go to have fun together, just relax?"

Just as Jiang Cuo Cuo was about to shake his head, Fang Puyu said again, "Don't worry, I don't like socializing either, just a few friends in the circle get together, you can get to know each other!"

Fang Puyu said so, it's not good for Jiang to refuse if she made a mistake, and it wouldn't do her any harm if she got to know a few more people in the circle.

"Okay, it's better to obey than to be respectful."

That night, Jiang Cuocuo read Zhou Xiaolan's biography carefully, and liked the heroine very much.

It just so happened that Zhou Xiaolan sent her a message back, asking her to play a character she likes and record it for the director to see.

Jiang made a mistake and told her that he wanted to act as the heroine.

Zhou Xiaolan told her tactfully that although the director would use newcomers, they might not be able to win the heroine role with inexperienced newcomers.

Jiang Wrong also understands the truth, but she really likes the heroine's personality and thinks it suits her very well.

"Xiao Lan, can I fight for it?" Jiang Cuo Cuo asked unwillingly.

Zhou Xiaolan said: "I guess there is little hope. Unless you have strong company capital to support you."

There are strong companies, but it is a bit difficult to support her.

Chatted with Zhou Xiaolan for a while, the night was already deep, Jiang Cuocuo was thirsty and wanted to go downstairs to drink water.

Just arrived downstairs, but saw Mo Lixing sitting on the sofa.

He may have just returned from a social event, with his long legs resting on the coffee table, his coat thrown aside, and his two fingers rubbing his brow.

Thinking of Zhou Xiaolan's strong company capital, Jiang Cuocuo decided to give Mo Lixing another try.

As long as Mo Lixing lets go, the company will definitely be fine.

"Mr. Mo, are you okay? Why are you sitting here?" Jiang asked wrongly.

Hearing the sound, Mo Lixing raised his head, different from his usual sharp and indifferent eyes, today his eyes were a little lazy and casual.

Seeing her, a slight smile appeared on his handsome face, "Mrs. Mo cares about me?"

I'm used to seeing his iceberg-like cold face, but suddenly seeing him smile like this, Jiang felt inexplicably... uncomfortable.

"Of course I have to care about Mr. Mo."

After a quick adjustment, Jiang Cuo Cuo continued to ask with concern: "Mr. Mo, did you drink too much? Is there any discomfort? May I pour you a glass of water?"

Mo Lixing didn't hear her perfunctory, and nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Cuocuo had no choice but to pour Mo Lixing a glass of warm water.

When handing it to him, he didn't know whether Mo Lixing had drunk too much or did it on purpose, so he held her finger.

Raising his eyes, Mo Lixing was looking at her lazily, with a pair of ink-stained eyes shining brightly.

Jiang Cuocuo didn't dare to look at him for no reason, and wanted to break away from his hand and back away a little, but Mo Lixing held her back.

"Mrs. Mo, sit with me."

With the experience of last night, Jiang Cuo Cuo didn't dare to move, and sat down on the sofa with his strength.

Of course, she also wanted to make him agree to her conditions while he drank too much.

"Mr. Mo, drink water, it will be cold later." Jiang Cuo Cuo reminded gently.

Mo Lixing probably drank a lot, his reaction was not as sharp as usual, and he was much easier to speak than usual.

Jiang made a mistake to remind him to drink water, and he really bowed his head to drink water, but he still held her hand and didn't let go.

Jiang Cuocuo endured the discomfort, and said softly: "Mr. Mo, you are so uncomfortable, how about I make you a bowl of hangover soup?"

Mo Lixing shook his head, "No need."

"Mr. Mo, there is something—"

"Cough." Mo Lixing suddenly coughed uncomfortably, looking very uncomfortable.

"Why drink so much if you have nothing to do?" Jiang Cuo wrongly muttered, it was impossible to talk to him about anything serious.

Good people do it to the end and send Buddha to the West.

"Mr. Mo, I'll help you upstairs to rest."

Mo Lixing didn't object, and allowed Jiang Cuo to help him up by mistake.

Although Mo Lixing was not drunk yet, it was very laborious for Jiang Cuo to throw and support him.

After finally sending him to the door of the room, Jiang made a mistake and said, "Mr. Mo's room is here, go in and rest early."

Mo Lixing said in a low voice: "I'm dizzy, Mrs. Mo sent me in."

Jiang Cuo wrongly wanted to say, I don't want to be accused of seducing you again.

But Mo Lixing lay on her shoulder and did not let go, so she had no choice but to help him in.

After getting to the room and letting Mo Lixing lie down on the bed, Jiang Cuocuo heaved a sigh of relief.

Clapping his hands and preparing to leave, Mo Lixing suddenly dragged her to his chest.

"What do you want!" Jiang was angry.

Mo Lixing was neither angry nor annoyed.

He smelled of alcohol, his eyes were slightly blurred, and his slender fingers were catching the strands of hair falling from her forehead.

"Little thing, why don't you want to be Mrs. Mo?"

Jiang Cuocuo: "..." The drunk was indeed a drunk, and what he said was so illogical.

She was clearly Mrs. Mo.

Fearing that it would be dangerous to stay any longer, Jiang Cuocuo begged Mo Lixing, "Mr. Mo, let go of me, you are hurting my hair."

But her eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for something to defend herself, in case Mo Lixing did something more egregious, she would knock him unconscious.

"Does it hurt?" Mo Lixing still hooked a strand of her hair.

Jiang Cuocuo blinked pitifully, "It hurts."

Seeing this, Mo Lixing laughed in a low voice, "Stop pretending, I know you want to escape."

"Are you still looking for something to knock me out?"

"..." Jiang was wrong.

It turned out that even if he was drunk, Mo Lixing was not easy to fool.

Still thinking about how to get rid of this drunk, Mo Lixing held her head against his lips.

He leaned against her neck and snorted, "Why are you so naughty, be good, or I will depend on you for everything."

The fiery breath sprayed on the neck, itching and burning, Jiang Cuo Cuo said patiently: "Mr. Mo, I promise to be obedient, you can let go..."

Before he finished talking, Jiang Cuo found that the strength of Mo Lixing's hand seemed to have become lighter, and his breathing seemed to have become heavier.

She gently pushed his hand away, and it really did!

Glancing at Mo Lixing on the bed again, his eyes were tightly closed, his breathing was heavy, he was obviously asleep!