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Chapter 309: Chapter 309, the so-called Secret 6

Author: Joe Mai MACHINE TRANSLATION

When Mu Ru and a min returned to the plum garden separately, Dongfang Mo had already eaten dinner and came over. When he saw her walk in, he pointed at the clock on the wall and said, “you had dinner for an hour today. ”

Mu Ru looked at the time. Sure enough, it was already 20 o’clock. She had gone to the canteen to eat at 19 o’clock. She had really eaten for an hour.

“Tonight’s food is a little hard, so it’s a little slow to chew. ” Mu Ru casually came up with an excuse. Of course, she did not dare to say that she and a Min Were Gossiping.

“How have you been doing at the art gallery recently? ” Dongfang Mo’s voice was still a little old and hoarse, and there was no particular emotion in it.

“It’s alright. ” Mu Ru took off her bag and put it aside. Then, she came to the back of his wheelchair. As she massaged his shoulders, she asked softly, “Um, can I get some salary? ”

Without waiting for Dongfang Mo to answer, she quickly added, “I just want a little bit. It’ll be fine if I use it for a ride. ”

When Dongfang Mo heard her words, he was stunned. Then, he said coldly, “It seems that when we signed the agreement, we didn’t say that you had a salary, right? ”

Mu Ru was speechless. Indeed, they didn’t say that when they signed the mistress agreement. But at that time, she didn’t think too much about it. But, at that time, she said that she wanted to go to school.

So, she quickly reacted and said, “at that time, it’s true that I didn’t say that I was paid, but you promised to let me find a training institution to go to school, and school must be paid for, right? I don’t have money myself, so the tuition fee… ”

“But you didn’t go to school? ” Dongfang Mo’s tone was completely helpless, as if this wasn’t his fault. She had given up on school to paint.

Mu Ru didn’t say a word when she heard that. She gave him a couple of symbolic pinches on his shoulder, then turned around to go to the wardrobe to get her pajamas and take a shower.

“Xi Muru, if you want money, you have to lower your attitude, don’t you understand? ” Dongfang Mo saw her like this He couldn’t help but remind her coldly, “it seems like you’re not very satisfied with being my mistress? Why don’t you give me back the 200 million and let Zheng Yifan go to jail? ”

Mu Ru stopped pulling open the wardrobe to get her clothes. Then, she turned around and went behind his wheelchair again. She put her hand on his shoulder again and said softly, “How am I not satisfied? Didn’t I run into some trouble today? So… ”

“What trouble did you run into? ” Dongfang mo cut her off immediately. Obviously, he didn’t have the patience to listen to her anymore.

“I helped the gallery sell the paintings today and then sent the paintings to an anglo-american company because… ”

Mu Ru paused for a moment, then gathered her courage and said, “because I ran into an acquaintance… I was careless and forgot to accept the money for the three paintings. Moreover, I didn’t ask them to sign the delivery slip. I… ”

“ACQUAINTANCE? ” Dongfang Mo’s heart skipped a beat. Then, he snorted coldly and said, “what do you think the company you sent the paintings to is called? ”

“anglo-american Company. ” Mu Ru’s voice was so low that it sounded like a mosquito.

“Then who is the acquaintance you met? ” Dongfang Mo’s voice was still old and hoarse, and no emotion could be heard from it.

“The acquaintance is… is… ” Mu ru answered two yes’s in a row, but she did not say the last name …

“How much are your three paintings worth? ” Dongfang Mo immediately changed the question.

“More than 23,000 yuan, ” Mu ru answered truthfully.

“Can the name of the acquaintance be exchanged for 30,000 yuan? ” Dongfang Mo asked the woman standing behind him coldly.
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