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203 It Really Wasn’t Mo Ting

Seeing that Su Yuan’s hair was still wet, Mo Ting took the initiative to say, “Little Yuan, your hair is still wet. Let me help you dry it.”

Then, under Su Yuan’s gaze, he found the hairdryer that Su Yuan could not find in a small box hidden deep in the closet.

Su Yuan was speechless. Who would put a hairdryer in such a hidden place?!

“Just put it there, if you have something to say, just say it.” Su Yuan coldly rejected.

The smile on Mo Ting’s face froze as his eyes returned to normal. His eyes were pitiful with a trace of grievance and a trace of strength. She looked as if she was a baby who was very sad but would not say anything. Those who did not know better would think that Su Yuan was the scumbag, the kind who would not recognize anyone once she pulled up her pants.

“Oh.” As he spoke, mo ting reluctantly placed the hairdryer on the table.

Su Yuan screamed silently in her heart, “I’m going crazy! I didn’t do anything to you, so can you not make such a resentful look!”

The atmosphere in the room was very awkward.

Su Yuan took a sip of milk and sat down on the sofa. Mo Ting leaned against the table and stared straight at her.

Su Yuan did not even look at Mo Ting as she looked down at the floor. The stalemate continued for a long time. Neither of them spoke.

Su Yuan was almost done with her milk. Seeing that Mo Ting did not say anything, she finally could not hold it in anymore, “President Mo, are you going to tell me or not? If you don’t want to tell me, then please go back. I’m very tired and want to rest.”

“Little Yuan, you’ve misunderstood me.” Mo Ting’s voice was deeper than it had ever been.

Su Yuan did not respond.

Mo Ting took a step closer, “2 months ago, the man in the bathroom of K Bar wasn’t me.”

Su Yuan raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

Mo Ting pulled out his phone from his pajama pocket and handed it to Su Yuan, “This is the bar’s surveillance camera. Take a look.”

Su Yuan put down her cup, took the phone, and started to watch the video.

There were two videos on the phone. One of them captured Eve’s movement in the bar. She also saw her own figure in the phone, just like that day. But the second video…

Su Yuan’s brows were tightly knitted together. She dragged the progress bar back and read it again. After she finished reading it, she was stunned. Then, she dragged the progress bar back and read it again. After watching it three times, Su Yuan instinctively tightened her grip on her phone. The man in the video…it really was not Mo Ting!

At that moment, Su Yuan discovered an unbelievable truth. After only two months of interaction, she was actually able to tell that the man in the video was not Mo Ting from his figure alone. Was she already that familiar with mo ting?

“Little Yuan, you’ve really misunderstood me. This was the third time that mo ting had said ‘misunderstanding’.”

Su Yuan’s ears were a little hot, but fortunately, the lights in the room were not that bright, so she would not be easily discovered.

“Eve is indeed my secretary, but she was sent to me by my grandfather when I came back to take over EL. I don’t need these secretaries to help me with my work. That’s why I only kept a secretary by my side. The other four secretaries had been temporarily transferred to others. The one I sent to Mo Yi was Eve.” After Mo Ting finished speaking, the room fell silent again.

Su Yuan bit her lip and gently placed her phone on the coffee table. “I’m finished! This was a huge mistake!”

Just as she was thinking about what to say, Mo Ting suddenly said, “Little Yuan, I think you’re biased against me.”

Hearing this, Su Yuan was stunned for a moment before she lifted her head and looked at Mo Ting. Her dark eyes glowed as if she was saying, “You’re right, I’m biased against you.”

“Last time, you misunderstood that I liked…” Mo ting paused for a moment before gritting his teeth, “Men! This time, you misunderstood that I have an improper relationship with Eve again. Did I do something wrong? Why do you have so many misunderstandings about me? Besides, it’s not fair to me if you don’t say anything.” Mo Ting’s long string of questions almost forced Su Yuan into a corner.

She had never faced this problem directly. That was right, the pain that Pei Xifan had caused her in her previous life had made her subconsciously reject these rich second generations. In her eyes, the second generation of a rich family was synonymous with a dandy, arrogant, indulgent, idle, and fooling around everywhere. Think about it, which of the famous rich second generations in city a was not like this?

There were no exceptions. So, in Su Yuan’s eyes, Mo Ting and Mu Yuchen were the same type of people. They both had the same bad habits, so she would never accept Mu Yuchen, and of course, she would never accept Mo Ting.

“You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m sorry. I misunderstood you.” Su Yuan replied indifferently.

Her attitude made Mo Ting even more depressed. It was like he had punched cotton, “So, Little Yuan, even if I’m not what you think I am, you still won’t accept me?”