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Mo Ming was initially worried that Qiu Lan might be taken advantage of by that Blonde Punk, but after hearing Qiu Lan say that they hadn't done anything beyond holding hands, he finally felt relieved. He decided to treat this failed relationship as a lesson learned, as long as she hadn't been hurt.
However, it was strange; Mo Ming thought Qiu Lan would be crying and throwing a fit, yet she seemed to have calmed down surprisingly quickly. Seeing Qiu Lan able to move on from the swamp of her failed romance, Mo Ming didn't feel the need to ask too many questions.
But now Mo Ming had a headache. Although Qiu Lan had moved past her sadness, she clung tightly to her promise and insisted that Mo Ming introduce her to a wealthy and capable handsome guy.
This put Mo Ming in a tough spot. There were plenty of guys who were capable, and some who were both wealthy and capable, but finding a wealthy, capable, and handsome guy was no easy task. If he didn't help the girl find someone, she would keep nagging him all day long, making his life miserable.
These days, due to his promise to Murong Lian to act as a little bodyguard for several women, Mo Ming had already been trying to escape. Women were indeed strange creatures; sometimes they could be cute and charming, while other times they could be difficult and annoying.
For the past few days, Qiu Lan had been pestering Mo Ming daily to fulfill his promise, which was driving him crazy. Today, as soon as he stepped into the office, Qiu Lan stuck to him like glue and huffed, "Mo Ming, you liar! Last time you said you'd introduce me to several good men, but it's been a week and you haven't introduced me to anyone. You're lying!"
"Come on, girl, why are you in such a hurry to find a man? It's not like you can't live without one. It's great to earn your own money and spend it yourself," Mo Ming chuckled awkwardly.
"Sure, earning my own money is nice, but having someone else earn money for me to spend is even better! Mo Ming, I don't care; you promised me and you have to deliver. Hmph! You made a deal with me!" Qiu Lan insisted stubbornly.
"Alright, I'm not saying I won't help you find someone; it's just that I haven't thought of anyone suitable yet. As soon as I do, I'll introduce them to you!" Mo Ming was starting to feel overwhelmed by this persistent girl. If he didn't calm her down soon, he would surely spend the day listening to her complaints.
Qiu Lan remained unconvinced and coldly huffed, "Hmph! I knew you were lying! Liar! Mo Ming the Liar! Always deceiving this innocent girl; you're such a rogue!" She pouted dramatically as if she could start crying at any moment.
"Okay, okay! Don't make it seem like I'm bullying you. If Murong Lian finds out about this, she'll definitely skin me alive! I'm trying to help you find someone!" Mo Ming quickly reassured her. "Just give me a little more time. Once I think of someone suitable, I'll definitely introduce them to you. Is that alright?"
Upon hearing Mo Ming's promise, Qiu Lan's mood instantly brightened as she smiled cheerfully. "Then I'll give you some more time! Hmph! If you don't help me find someone, I'll annoy you for the rest of your life!"
"Alright! I really don't know what I owe you from my past life!" Mo Ming looked at Qiu Lan's rapidly changing expressions with some admiration. If this girl went into acting, she might even win this year's Best Actress award.
Thinking about the Best Actress award reminded Mo Ming of Su Xiuwen, which made him feel somewhat displeased. According to gossip from Murong Lian, that scoundrel Shang Xige was actually dating Su Xiuwen but hadn't mentioned it at all to him. Naturally, Mo Ming felt a bit angry about that.
"Hey, Mo Ming, what are you thinking about?" Qiu Lan saw Mo Ming lost in thought and waved her small hand in front of his face.
"Of course, I'm thinking about who would be suitable to be your boyfriend, Girl. I really can't believe it; it's only been a few days since your breakup, and now you're asking me to introduce you to someone!" Mo Ming shot a glare at Qiu Lan.
Isn't there an old saying that goes, 'A woman's infatuation cannot be easily shaken off'? Why does this saying not apply to Qiu Lan?
"It turns out I'm still a little sad, but when I heard you say he's just a jerk, I stopped being sad. After all, I only admired his heroic spirit; I didn't really like him that much!" Qiu Lan explained with a slight smile.
Mo Ming suddenly understood; it seemed this girl wasn't too deeply affected after all. That was good; she didn't have to be so heartbroken. However, if she wasn't sad, he was starting to feel a bit troubled. These past few days, Qiu Lan had been driving him crazy!
"Girl, actually, I don't have many handsome friends. After all, life isn't a movie; not everyone can be an Oppa. But there are plenty of strong ones. If you're willing to lower your standards a bit..."
Before Mo Ming could finish his sentence, Qiu Lan shook her head vigorously and said firmly, "No way! Strong but not handsome won't do; strong and rich but not handsome won't do either. Just seeing how troubled you look makes me think I might lower my standards a little."
"By how much?" Mo Ming asked with some excitement. If she was willing to lower her standards, it would be much easier. For example, Silver Wolf or even Ruin. Although Ruin appeared cold and unpredictable on the surface, who could guarantee that love at first sight wouldn't happen?
Qiu Lan looked Mo Ming up and down and smiled slightly, "Not being handsome is fine, but at least you can't look too different from you. Isn't that a low enough standard?"
"That's... ridiculous! That's not low at all; it's actually higher!" Mo Ming rubbed his chin thoughtfully and nodded seriously as he said, "It's definitely higher. There aren't many people in the world who are better looking than me; it's hard to find someone like that. Girl, I can't help you with this requirement."
"You're just being vain! You're not handsome at all; I just think you look decent!" Qiu Lan stuck out her tongue at Mo Ming and made a funny face. "Anyway, I don't care; you have to fulfill your promise to me."
"Hehe, since you insist on finding someone similar to me, why not just go for me? You look pretty good yourself; marrying me would definitely be fine. But hey, go discuss it with President Mu first and see if she's okay with it," Mo Ming joked.
This made Han Xue nearby chuckle uncontrollably while Qiu Lan's face turned slightly red. She punched Mo Ming lightly and said, "Shut up! Who said anything about marrying you? I just said I wanted someone who looks similar to you! I'm not interested in you at all!"
After saying that, Qiu Lan immediately ran away.
"Hey, this method is great. I scared her away without any effort, so I can relax today!" Mo Ming saw Qiu Lan running off after being teased and couldn't help but feel delighted. He didn't expect that all his attempts to persuade her would fail, but this little act of mischief solved the problem. Mo Ming began to think that being a bit of a rogue was indeed a good strategy.
Without Qiu Lan's interruptions, Mo Ming enjoyed a whole day of leisure, playing on the computer. His eyes were getting tired, so he reached up to pinch the acupoint at the corner of his eye.
"Mr. Mo, would you like a cup of coffee?" Han Xue's sweet voice echoed in his ears. Mo Ming opened his eyes to see Han Xue, smiling as she bent down to place a cup of coffee on his desk.
Han Xue was wearing a tight-fitting V-neck outfit today, and when she bent over, it nearly took Mo Ming's breath away. The sight of her fair skin immediately caught his attention, and he had the normal reaction any man would have.
Originally, Han Xue had noticed that Mo Ming looked a bit tired and wanted to make him a cup of coffee as a way to repay him for helping her last time. However, she didn't expect that in her moment of distraction, she would reveal such an enticing view. This made Mo Ming blush uncontrollably, and he quickly said, "Mr. Mo, drink it while it's hot," before hurriedly retreating back to her seat.
"Ahem... emptiness is form; I already have Murong Lian and the others. I shouldn't be thinking about Fei Fei," Mo Ming thought with a wry smile, shaking his head as he quickly dismissed his inappropriate thoughts and took a sip of Han Xue's coffee.
As the smooth coffee slid down his throat, Mo Ming noticed Han Xue glancing back at him. He immediately raised his cup and nodded in appreciation, signaling that the coffee was good. However, in Han Xue's eyes, this gesture seemed like an indication of something more.
But these little thoughts were only known to Han Xue herself; Mo Ming couldn't be bothered to speculate too much. After all, he wasn't a fickle man who would lose his mind over every pretty woman he saw.
That brief moment of embarrassment was merely a normal reaction for any man; Mo Ming didn't develop any ulterior motives. After drinking Han Xue's coffee, he felt revitalized again. With two hours left until the end of work, he decided to dive into another round of Minesweeper.
"Excuse me, sir, who are you looking for?"
"Um, I'm looking for Mo Ming!"
"Oh, you're looking for Mr. Mo? He's right over there."
"Thank you."
While playing the game, Mo Ming heard that familiar voice calling for him. He looked up and saw his master Meng Zong approaching with a smile. He couldn't help but feel happy and immediately stood up to greet him with a beaming smile.
"Master, why didn't you let me know you were coming here? I could have gone to the airport to welcome you!" Mo Ming looked at Meng Zong, who was dressed in traditional attire and had a head full of silver hair yet radiated vitality, feeling a surge of emotions.
Meng Zong walked inside with his hands behind his back, his kind eyes smiling as he said, "I landed directly at Feng Tianshu's estate in my newly bought helicopter. Why would you need to pick me up? I just came by to see you."
"Oh? How did the negotiations go?" Mo Ming was curious about the outcome since Meng Zong was there for business. He didn't seem too worried; with Meng Zong's capabilities, this matter surely wouldn't pose much of a problem.
Meng Zong smiled slightly and replied, "With me involved, of course, it went well. I simply mentioned how to support him based on the promise you made him. Now, let's not talk about that. You, a king of a vast empire, why are you here playing Mr. Mo in this small place?"
"Hehe, I'm just a nominal Mr. Mo; I don't have to do anything and can enjoy life. With you around as the Midas Touch of the empire, what do I need to do?" Mo Ming flattered as he gestured for Meng Zong to take a seat.
"Stop buttering me up. How have you been lately? I heard from Poisonous Peak that you've crossed paths with that Evil Eye?" Meng Zong asked lightly.
Mo Ming smiled wryly and nodded. "Yes, the Evil Eye's strength is pretty much as rumored. In my last duel with him, I was lucky enough to end in a draw. However, I did learn from him that there's another key figure within the Dark Order."
"Oh? Who is it?" Meng Zong asked curiously.
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