Ex-Husband CEO, Stop Messing Around!
Chapter 171: Let Me Blow for You

Chapter 171: Chapter 171: Let Me Blow for You

"Watch where you’re going!"

Already in a bad mood, Tan Qing hurriedly squatted down when he saw his new laptop fall and growled in displeasure.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it." Tong Xi quickly squatted down, helped him pick up the bag, and swiftly took out the laptop from inside.

After checking it all over and seeing that the surface wasn’t damaged nor the screen cracked, she hurriedly turned on the power.

"Don’t touch it!"

Tan Qing’s thick eyebrows furrowed, quickly snatching the laptop back, and glared fiercely at Tong Xi. When he looked at her attire again, he frowned even more tightly. She was dressed like a hipster during working hours, chewing gum, with a tilted hat, looking carefree.

Although MT didn’t have strict requirements on business attire, looking neat and presentable was a must. But the person in front of him...

Made him clench his teeth in irritation. Though he liked to dress flamboyantly too, that was off-duty. During work hours, one should be as formal as possible.

"I just wanted to see if it was broken, why so fierce?" Rubbing her wrist that Tan Qing had hurt, Tong Xi glared at him angrily, about to say something when she suddenly closed her mouth.

Staring straight at Tan Qing for a few seconds, she seemed to regain her senses from a meditative state.

"Handsome guy? So it’s you, do you remember me?" Seeing it was Tan Qing, Tong Xi cheered excitedly, very familiarly patting his shoulder, "Didn’t expect you to work here too."

The first time she came to see Wen Nuan, she had seen him downstairs. With a fair face, yet looking so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water. She had thought he was just temporarily at MT for business.

She once wondered if she could see him again, not knowing he was Wen Nuan’s colleague.

Tong Xi used a lot of strength, causing Tan Qing to frown in pain, observing this girl who looked about the same size as Wen Nuan.

She was clearly very slim, where did she get such strength?

The more he looked at her clothes, the more displeased he felt, furrowing his brows: "Who allowed you to dress like this at work?"

"Dressing like this bothers anyone?" Tong Xi was stunned for a moment, then seeing his laptop already turned on, with a picture of a beautiful woman on the screen, she curiously leaned forward, couldn’t help but open her mouth wide: "Nuannuan? Handsome, your computer wallpaper is actually a photo of my Nuannuan!"

"Shut up!" Tan Qing’s body jolted, quickly covering her lips with his big hand, gritting his teeth as he lowly roared.

What was she yelling for, wasn’t she embarrassing him enough?

Lately, he’d been prone to anger, and colleagues had been gossiping that Young Master Tan was pursuing Wen Nuan unsuccessfully, feeling dejected. Now, this girl said it aloud even more conspicuously, confirming their suspicions.

Also, what did she mean by "her Nuannuan"?

If he remembered correctly, in the entire MT group building, only Wen Nuan went by that name.

Tan Qing recalled Wen Nuan mentioning a friend named Tong Xi, who also studied fashion design. Could it be her?

Frowning, he looked her up and down.

"Mmm~~"

With her mouth covered, Tong Xi could only make indistinct noises, glaring at Tan Qing with widened eyes. Seeing him lost in thought, she hardened her resolve, opened her mouth, and bit Tan Qing’s hand.

"Are you a dog?"

His palm hurt severely, Tan Qing withdrew his hand, gritting his teeth and glaring at Tong Xi.

He’s never seen such a wild girl, her teeth were sharp, as if she wanted to tear off a piece of his flesh.

Fortunately, the building was quiet at this time; otherwise, if news of him being bitten by a woman got out, he would be utterly humiliated.

"Who told you to cover my mouth? Where there is oppression, there will be resistance. How could I stupidly let you cover me like that? What if I couldn’t breathe?" Tong Xi spoke sharply, playfully sticking out her tongue at him. Upon seeing his red and swollen hand, she paused, awkwardly saying, "Wow, is it that bad? Let me blow on it for you."