Yuan An dragged her luggage and got on the bus. In the car, she sent him a text message: Dear, please remember to miss me.

After a while, Mo Yiyang's reply came through: Baby, I've been thinking about you.

Yuan An couldn't help laughing, edited a text and sent it: This is the twenty-third day since I left city A. I am on the way to the Potala Palace, and this is the last stop of my trip. Because I miss you, I want to

Home. I'll be back soon.

After that, Mo Yiyang waited for a long time before replying: Pay attention to safety and put on extra clothes sooner or later.

Yuan An read this ordinary advice again and again.

The longing suddenly became intense. It was definitely not the same as before. It was just faint, with a hint of sadness and doubt. I wanted to be alone and watch the scenery pass by quietly through the car window.

She stayed in Lhasa, and from the rooftop of the hotel, she could see the shadow of the Potala Palace in the distance. The silhouette of the rising sun in the morning and the setting sun in the evening.

Blue sky, white clouds, birds chirping and flowers fragrant. I stayed there for three days, looking at the sky from a distance. The air was so pure.

That is to say, in that hotel, you will always meet the person you are supposed to meet. No matter how hard you think about it, there will never be a more coincidental encounter than this.

In the hotel lobby, Yuan An returned to the hotel while the couple was checking out.

It was the man who stopped her enthusiastically: "Yuan An!"

Yuan An was stunned, turned around slightly, and looked back for the voice calling her name. Then, she smiled: "Brother Shao! Why is it you?"

It was Shao Xuefeng who resigned from "Yi Yang Planning" and hurriedly came up: "I just want to ask, why is it you? Are you traveling alone? Or are you here with Mr. Mo?"

He had also heard that Yuan An and Mr. Mo were a couple. He looked around, but could not see Mo Yiyang.

"I am alone." Yuan An concealed: "How can he have time to travel with me if he is so busy?"

Shao Xuefeng waved to a woman who was finishing the check-out procedure. When she approached, he introduced: "This is my former colleague Yuan An." Then he introduced: "This is my wife."

After the two parties greeted each other, Shao Xuefeng said: "Runxia, ​​you go to the supermarket to buy something first. I want to talk to Yuan An alone."

Shao Xuefeng's wife agreed and went out.

Shao Xuefeng and Yuan An walked into the cafe on the first floor and found a seat by the window to sit down.

Yuan An knew that Shao Xuefeng must have something to tell her. After ordering coffee, she listened attentively.

Shao Xuefeng did not mince words: "Actually, there is something that you may not know, but I have always been very uneasy these years, and I feel that I should give you an explanation. After all, when the secret was leaked, I used your email address.

Spread the information out."

Yuan An was stunned. She had almost forgotten about that leaked incident that happened so long ago.

It really had been many years. At that time, she and Mo Yiyang had just met. She had just taken the position of the 47th female secretary, and she was even worried that Mo Yiyang would suspect her.

"Mr. Mo once told me not to tell you the truth about this matter." Shao Xuefeng smiled faintly: "I have never seen Mr. Mo so nervous about a woman. He is afraid that you will be sad. After all, you are very important to your colleagues in the company.

So friendly. I'm such a jerk."

Yuan An didn't understand it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he came to his senses: "In other words, he knew from the beginning that the leaked email was sent from my mailbox?"
Chapter completed!