Chapter 40: Mo Qian Said: I Want You

The designated location for Qiao Zhenyuan’s learning was his office.

He arrived at the office precisely at 2:30 PM, only to find Tang Hongwen already there.

Tang Hongwen sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed, his arms folded, staring at Qiao Zhenyuan with a blank expression.

The invisible pressure made Qiao Zhenyuan’s scalp tingle, and his legs trembled slightly.

His voice trembled as he explained, “I’m not late.”

Tang Hongwen stated, “From now on, arrive at the company one and a half hours early.”

“Isn’t that too early?”

Arriving one and a half hours early, he would have no time to rest except for meal breaks.

“It’s already merciful that I’m not encroaching on your sleep time.”

Tang Hongwen handed him a learning plan with a blank expression, saying concisely, “This is a ten-day training program. Go through it first. If there are no problems, start the afternoon classes.”

Tang Hongwen listed a full page of learning plans.

Qiao Zhenyuan felt dizzy, “Do I have to learn so much?”

“I only have ten days. Do you think everyone is as idle as you?”

Qiao Zhenyuan’s face flushed, and he dared to ask, “What if I can’t finish learning?”

“Following my learning schedule, it’s impossible to not finish, unless you don’t cooperate.”

Tang Hongwen paused, then said coldly, “You can try what happens if you don’t cooperate.”

He shivered involuntarily.

He had a feeling that these ten days would be a living hell.

As he predicted, Qiao Zhenyuan woke up earlier than a rooster and slept later than a dog every day.

Tang Hongwen didn’t encroach on his sleep time for classes, but he assigned him a lot of homework, which he couldn’t finish without staying up all night.

He also tried not to hand in the assignments or just do them perfunctorily, but Tang Hongwen directly threw him outside the office to stand as punishment.

Standing in front of the entire company as punishment, did he still want his face?

Qiao Zhenyuan refused and was directly beaten up. He complained to Qiao Lao, and he was beaten up again.

Qiao Zhenyuan was scared and subdued by the beatings.

He obediently attended classes every day and studied late into the night.

He looked at the files on the desk with his panda eyes, wondering why he had to endure the hardships of learning at his age.

He even missed the days when the professors at Haida University were around.

If he had known he would encounter such a living hell, he would have cooperated with them.

The more miserable Qiao Zhenyuan was, the more carefree Qiao Lan was.

Tang Hongwen took all her work and gave it to Qiao Zhenyuan to handle, even the usual entertainment was taken care of by Qiao Zhenyuan.

She transformed from a busy spinning top into the most idle person in the entire company. After finishing her fashion design sketches, she had nothing to do.

Qiao Lan was not used to such leisure, but she also admired Tang Hongwen’s execution.

Indeed, the people who were playful and carefree in life would become serious and dedicated at work.

She had no idea that Tang Hongwen was only playful and carefree in front of her.

The phone in her hand vibrated.

Mo Qian sent an invitation.

【Want to go out and relax?】

【Okay.】

She was bored anyway.

Qiao Lan left in her high heels.

The employees, seeing Qiao Lan arriving late and leaving early, were no longer surprised.

This had become her norm since Tang Hongwen joined the company.

The passive and lazy Qiao Lan formed a stark contrast to the diligent and hardworking Qiao Zhenyuan.

They couldn’t help but speculate about the future head of the Qiao family.

Qiao Lan didn’t care about their speculation. As she stepped out of the negative first floor elevator, she saw Mo Qian waiting outside.

Qiao Lan was surprised, “Why are you here waiting for me?”

Mo Qian’s voice was low and magnetic, “I wanted to see you sooner.”

The oversized sunglasses concealed the man’s dark and deep eyes, but Qiao Lan could feel the joy in his gaze.

His teasing was ambiguous but not greasy, making her heart race.

Qiao Lan remained expressionless, her slender white hand patted the man’s broad shoulders, “I’m not a lovestruck girl, this trick won’t work on me.”

Mo Qian helplessly raised his hand and pinched Qiao Lan’s pretty face, “Can’t you be a little romantic?”

His strength was light, like a kitten’s claws scratching, sending a faint current through her body, making Qiao Lan feel like her scalp was about to explode.

“No.”

Her voice was a little loud, and she nervously took a step back to create distance from the man.

If she didn’t have strong willpower, she would have already surrendered under the man’s repeated teasing.

Mo Qian saw the wariness in Qiao Lan’s beautiful eyes, a sense of frustration flashed in his heart, he said, “You said you’d return me a favor.”

Qiao Lan nodded.

Tang Hongwen’s favor couldn’t be measured by money.

So she would also return Mo Qian a favor.

She said seriously, “As long as I can do it, as long as it’s within my capabilities.”

Mo Qian suddenly took a step closer to Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan looked at the man’s enlarged handsome face, feeling like the surrounding fresh air was being robbed, making it difficult to breathe.

She retreated, and the man pressed closer.

Qiao Lan was forced into a corner, she raised her hand to press against the man’s hard chest, stopping his approach, and sternly reprimanded, “Stop!”

Her command had no deterrent effect, it was soft and delicate, as if it was tempting him to go deeper.

Mo Qian propped his hands against the wall behind her, enclosing her slender and tall body in his arms, his gaze locked on her beautiful face, he asked in a low voice, “What if I don’t want a favor, but a person?”

The mint fragrance on the man’s body forcefully entered her nostrils, dominating her senses, making Qiao Lan unable to breathe, her brain was also becoming dizzy due to lack of oxygen, but she didn’t want to get on the man’s pirate ship, “I don’t have that much ability.”

“No, you do, because I want you.”

Mo Qian stated his true desire, “To dissolve the contractual marriage and truly date, how about that?”

Upon hearing this, Qiao Lan felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over her head, she woke up, mustered all her strength and pushed Mo Qian away, coldly saying, “No, I won’t use myself as a favor, think of something else.”

Mo Qian’s identity seemed ordinary, but he was unfathomable, even more difficult to escape than Qiao Lao.

She had already mortgaged her happiness once, how could she allow herself to be trapped again?

Qiao Lan said before the man could speak, “If you keep talking, I won’t go.”

She turned and was about to walk back.

She had only taken two steps when her wrist was suddenly tightened, Mo Qian grabbed her, compromising, “You win.”