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Chapter 48: Making a Big Fuss Over a Small Matter
Tong Jiumo followed the navigation system and drove to Mo City Manor Villa.
A few moments later, a man dressed in a black suit came and opened the car door for her.
Under the man’s lead, she walked into the villa.
The man crossed his arms and brought Tong Jiumo into the living room. He then said respectfully to the imposing and handsome Mo Qijue, who was sitting on the sofa, “Young Master, Miss Tong has arrived.”
At that moment, Mo Qijue was doing his work on the laptop. After he heard the noise, he put down his laptop and raised his sharp hawk-like eyes. His cold gaze fell on Tong Jiumo, and his deep eyes flashed with fleeting coldness.
“Mr. Mo.” Tong Jiumo greeted.
The man wore a serious face and had a frozen cold demeanor, making her shiver uncontrollably.
‘This man, was he born while hugging an ice cube?’
‘How cold.’
“Sign the contract,” said Mo Qijue while using his chin to point at the agreement contract on the coffee table.
Tong Jiumo heard him and turned her gaze to the contract lying on the coffee table.
She could not help but frown her brows.
‘He even prepared a contract.’
Tong Jiumo looked at Mo Qijue with a light gaze and said softly, “Mr. Mo, if I do not sign the agreement, will you take action against Mr. Gordon and me?”
Mo Qijue was shocked. He did not expect this woman to negotiate this matter with him.
“Yes,” replied Mo Qijue straightforwardly.
“…”
Tong Jiumo sat aside and reached over for the contract, reading each page carefully.
“…” Mo Qijue frowned and looked at Tong Jiumo with interest.
“Are you worried that the contract will have issues?” asked Mo Qijue coldly.
If it were someone else, regardless of the type of contract, as long as it belonged to Mo Qijue, they would readily sign it.
“No, I am more worried that Mr. Mo will have issues,” said Tong Jiumo nonchalantly and continued to read the contract seriously.
The contract was written in English, but it was of no hindrance to Tong Jiumo.
“Oh, what issues might I have?” Mo Qijue heard as his face turned dull.
“Mr. Mo had no intention of signing me at first, but now, you want me to sign the contract. I am worried that there may be something fishy going on.” Tong Jiumo said, “It pays to be careful.”
The bodyguard, standing at a corner, heard Tong Jiumo’s words and felt worried for her.
In this world, a woman who was not afraid of death actually existed.
She was the first he had seen.
What made him even more surprised was that Mo Qijue was not angry at all!
Under normal circumstances, no matter who it was, those who dared to question Mo Qijue would be doomed!
“Mr. Mo, regarding the contract, I will still have to look at it carefully. If something happens later, I do not want to face a situation where I will have no choice but to suffer in silence.”
Tong Jiumo was always careful, especially when it came to the contract this dangerous man had prepared.
“…”
Mo Qijue waited patiently for her to finish reading the contract.
After half an hour, Tong Jiumo closed up the contract and looked up to face the man who kept looking at her. She held an imposing demeanor. “Mr. Mo, the contract is simply for me to cook your three meals, was it necessary to write a 50-page contract?”
He was making a big fuss over a small matter. She had read until her eyes were sore.
Mo Qijue raised his brows and asked coldly, “Is there a problem?”
Tong Jiumo shook her head. “No problem.”
“If there is no problem, then sign the contract,” said Mo Qijue.
The bodyguard handed over a fountain pen to Tong Jiumo.
Tong Jiumo took over the golden fountain pen and signed her name.
The bodyguard saw it and handed over the stamp to Mo Qijue, who then stamped his personal seal on the contract.