Chapter 53: He Miao Joins Qiao Corporation

Mo Qian’s kiss was like a flurry of raindrops, intense and hurried, with a touch of awkwardness from a novice.

Qiao Lan struggled, gasping for air.

Mo Qian released her, and she took deep breaths of fresh air. Soon, his kiss fell upon her again.

Unlike the previous urgency, this time it was gentle and nourishing like a soft rain. Qiao Lan’s frozen heart began to thaw, and she tiptoed up, wrapping her arms around the man’s neck, responding to his kiss.

Her response caused the man’s tall, sturdy frame to stiffen abruptly.

He looked at Qiao Lan’s delicate and charming face, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he clasped her slender waist, deepening the kiss.

As their passion reached its peak, Mo Qian carried Qiao Lan back to the bedroom.

He pressed her down on the bed, and a sudden chill went down her spine. She snapped back to reality, asking nervously, “Did you prepare any protection?”

Mo Qian froze, “No.”

Tonight’s developments were unexpected.

The moment he kissed Qiao Lan’s red lips, he was prepared to be slapped.

Mo Qian immediately said, “I’ll go downstairs and buy some.”

“Let’s do it another day.”

Influenced by Tian Tian，she impulsively ended up in bed with the man.

Now that her emotions had calmed down, she no longer had that desire.

Qiao Lan pushed the man away and ran back to her own room.

She leaned against the door, her chest heaving, her heart pounding like a drum.

She patted her burning face and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

In the other room, Mo Qian，who was aroused but unsatisfied, was also uncomfortable.

He glanced down at himself and chuckled bitterly, “What a vixen.”

…

The next day

The two acted as if nothing had happened, sitting together for breakfast with a composed demeanor.

They tacitly avoided mentioning the previous night.

Qiao Lan didn’t have to worry about company matters, and since she moved, she was far away, so she didn’t arrive at the company until almost noon, and left before four o’clock.

The employees, who were initially shocked, had grown accustomed to it.

If it were them, they would have been fired immediately, and they wouldn’t have worked seriously anymore.

Qiao Lan ate her breakfast leisurely, and Qiao Zhenyuan’s call came in. His voice was tinged with a hint of smugness, “Qiao Lan，what time are you arriving at the company?”

Qiao Lan said lazily, “Before eleven.”

Qiao Zhenyuan frowned, “Can you come earlier?”

“What’s the matter?”

“The new designer brand team is going to join Qiao Corporation, they’re coming to sign the contract today, you come with me to welcome the chief designer.”

Qiao Lan was surprised, “They found one so quickly? Which team?”

Qiao Zhenyuan deliberately kept her in suspense, “You’ll know when you get here.”

Qiao Lan rolled her eyes, speechless.

The new design team didn’t pique her curiosity at all.

No matter which team joined Qiao Corporation, the outcome would be the same.

Mo Qian said, “If you want to know, I’ll have someone check it out.”

“I don’t want to know, and I don’t care.”

As for coming earlier, it was impossible!

Qiao Lan finished her breakfast leisurely, tidied up, and went out.

On the way to the company, Qiao Zhenyuan made several calls urging her to hurry.

At first, Qiao Lan was interested in answering his calls.

Later on, she simply silenced her phone.

When Qiao Lan arrived at the company, the welcoming ceremony for the new design team was already over.

Qiao Lan walked towards her office.

“Lanlan.”

Qiao Zhenyuan called out to her.

Qiao Lan stopped, a formulaic smile on her lips, “Qiao Dong, is there something you need?”

Qiao Zhenyuan asked unhappily, “I called you so many times, why didn’t you answer?”

“Did I?”

Qiao Lan blinked, glanced at her phone, “Sorry, I accidentally turned on silent mode.”

Qiao Zhenyuan didn’t believe her explanation. She had answered his calls at first.

He said with a dark look in his eyes, “Lanlan, you’re still the CEO of Qiao Corporation, I hope you don’t forget your responsibilities.”

“I know.”

Her attitude remained indifferent, without any fear of him, nor any flattery or ingratiation.

This was different from what Qiao Zhenyuan expected.

He thought Qiao Lan would try to win him over, would beg him to stay at Qiao Corporation.

He could use this opportunity to humiliate Qiao Lan，to dampen her spirit.

But nothing happened.

She was still the same arrogant self.

Qiao Zhenyuan felt a sense of frustration in his heart, and said in a deep voice, “On Friday night, I’m going to sign the contract with the new designer, you remember to attend.”

“Oh.”

Qiao Lan asked, “Anything else? If not, I’ll go back to my office.”

Qiao Zhenyuan was puzzled, “Aren’t you curious about the new designer team?”

“I’ll know sooner or later, won’t I?”

Qiao Lan returned to her office, her desk was cleaner than ever before.

Qiao Zhenyuan took over all the core affairs of the company, and the unimportant files didn’t even reach her, she came to the company every day just to draw designs, daydream.

He wanted to humiliate her by neglecting her.

Little did he know, it was exactly what she wanted.

Qiao Lan leaned back in her chair for a nap, and Sun Qin sent her a message.

“CEO Qiao, He Miao’s team is going to join Qiao Corporation.”

Qiao Lan didn’t have any work to do, and Sun Qin was even more idle.

Qiao Lan simply gave her a day off.

Qiao Lan saw the familiar name and narrowed her eyes dangerously.

If she remembered correctly, He Miao was the plagiarism dog who claimed to be Lan’s student.

Lan’s assistant replied to her that day.

He Miao did apply to Lan’s studio, but she worked for a while, never even met Lan, and was fired for plagiarism.

She was quite bold to flaunt the title of Lan’s student.

She was more and more curious about He Miao.

…

Friday

After work, Qiao Lan went to the styling studio she frequented.

Mo Qian parked the car and took out a gift box from the back.

Qiao Lan was surprised, “What is this?”

“You’ll know when you go in.”

Qiao Lan raised an eyebrow and didn’t ask further.

The stylist was an old friend of Qiao Lan，and she smiled and asked, “Still doing the same style?”

Qiao Lan was about to agree, but Mo Qian spoke first, “Do the styling according to the style of this dress.”

Mo Qian opened the box, revealing a nude pink dress.

Qiao Lan looked at the man sharply, “When did you prepare this?”

“I prepared it a long time ago.”

When he saw that there were no dresses in Qiao Lan’s closet, and after investigating that she had been bullied as a child, he had this dress custom-made.

His wife didn’t need to fear anyone, she could wear whatever she liked.

The stylist asked Qiao Lan for her opinion, “CEO Qiao, what do you think?”

Qiao Lan looked at the dress in Mo Qian’s hand, caught in a painful struggle.