Silent all the way, Mourning arrived outside the hotel and was informed that he could take the exclusive elevator directly to the president's office on the 19th floor.
The splendid nineteenth floor is the top place that all hotel employees dream of. Some employees who have worked in the hotel their whole life, their greatest desire is to go to the nineteenth floor.
A very formally dressed secretary came forward and politely stopped her, "Hello, are you Miss Mo?"
Mo Ning glanced at her warily, and became wary of everyone, especially the people around Ji Yizheng, "I am Mo Ning, what does Ji Yizheng want from me?"
Secretary Chen sweated. There were not many people who dared to call President Ji by his first name and were so disrespectful, let alone a little girl who seemed to have no background.
After straightening his expression, Secretary Chen showed a professional smile and explained: "My surname is Chen. The president told me to wait for you here. I will spend a week teaching you the work that a qualified president's secretary needs to do. Please pay attention."
study."
Mo Ning looked at her confused, unable to keep up with his thinking. What kind of secretary? Did she say she wanted to be a secretary? She was still Ji Yizheng's secretary. She would only listen to him if she was crazy.
At that moment, she asked Secretary Chen: "Where is he? In the office?"
After saying that, Mo Ning rushed straight into the office. What did Ji Yizheng want to do? When did she agree to be his secretary? Doesn't she have a heart? He ruined her innocence and wanted to control her.
With personal freedom, does she only have to be obedient?
He really underestimated her.
"Miss Mo, the president is not here, he has gone out."
The closed door didn't move at all. Mourning pushed it for a long time and kicked the door a few times in anger. Finally, he had no choice but to leave and become a secretary? Or the secretary to the president? Let him just dream!
At the elevator, Secretary Chen stopped her and called Ji Yizheng to report. Ji Yizheng, who had expected this, asked Secretary Chen to give the phone to Mo Ning.
"Ji Yizheng, you must be mentally ill. Why do you decide on your own? I make my own decisions on my own affairs. I don't need you to tell me what to do. Also, don't send people to follow me. I'm not your puppet."
Ji Yizheng listened to her and said calmly: "Sharp-tongued kitten, do you know what the consequences of disobedience will be? Oh, by the way, I met your father today. His company
The situation is not ideal. He asked me to borrow money with a grimace on his face. Do you think I should consider it?"
Moning doesn't know what the status of her father's company is. The company's profit has nothing to do with her, and its failure to make money has nothing to do with her. Isn't the most important thing now that her personal freedom is restricted?
"Ji Yizheng, no one told you that you are shameless? If I risk my life, I don't believe what you can do to me."
Ji Yizheng sighed slightly and smiled. His voice on the phone was extremely magnetic and pleasant, and it sounded as ambiguous as a whisper in his ears. "Good boy, I'll wait for you in the restaurant. Let the driver take you here. I'll treat you."
eat delicious food."
Mo Ning became angry because of his unreasonable behavior. She, who had always been good-tempered, also let out all the anger she had never shown in her life: "Ji Yizheng, don't use this trick to coax me.
You really make me nauseous."
After picking up the phone and returning it to the secretary, Moning rushed into the elevator, thinking about the chances of her running away like this. She could no longer be a soft persimmon and let others rub her into a round shape.
How many people in this world dare to hang up on him, and how many people call him disgusting, and now that kitten has taken over them all! I'm so angry, so angry, that he was actually scolded as disgusting by a little woman who doesn't know the bounds of justice.
What's so disgusting about him? Diamond-level status is a hot commodity in the eyes of women. Don't say such outrageous things as "powerful people", but as long as he hooks his fingers, the woman who is willing to climb into his bed will probably hold his hand.
You can also go around the city once here.
A weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he dialed a number on the phone with his finger. The woman on the other end of the phone said in a suppressed whisper: "Hello!"
"Miss Mo, I'll wait for you at Meiye."
"Okay, okay, I'll be there soon."
One can imagine the mood of the woman who hung up the phone. She dressed up carefully and then rushed to the entertainment city called Meiye in a hurry. All of this had nothing to do with Ji Yizheng. He just wanted to prove that he, the scolded
What a disgusting man he is, so lovable.
Moning's idea of escape was aborted halfway. The driver who never left her side seemed to know her thoughts. Whenever she made any movement, he would kindly remind her of what Mr. Ji had told her.
She was forced to follow the driver to Meiye. She didn't often go to places like nightclubs. She seemed extremely repelled and stopped outside a private room. The driver motioned for her to knock on the door and enter, then she stood there motionless.
Just go in, what is she afraid of? She has already experienced the worst, is there anything else that can faze her?
Under the flickering light, an extremely flirtatious woman took the initiative to wrap herself around the man's waist, straddled the man's lap with her slender white legs, and looked up to the large spring light, tempting the man's gaze.
There is always a sly smile on the corner of the man's mouth, making it impossible to guess what he is thinking, but he has an aura powerful enough to annihilate all women's reason, making people have no choice but to succumb to his pants.
He lifted the woman's beautiful chin, slid it over her sexy collarbone, and came to the dazzling snowy tenderness. He rubbed it with varying degrees of gentleness with his palms, eliciting bursts of moans from the woman and her eyes becoming more and more charming like spring water.
, all indicating that she was already emotional.
The door opened and Mo Ning walked under the colored lights. She had already seen the man and woman entangled on the sofa. They were all her acquaintances. One was the uncle who took away her virginity, and the other was her biological sister. It was difficult to understand that these two people were
How did they hook up together? When she spurned herself, she didn't want to see the scene in front of her.
Mo Yang doesn't like her very much, but compared to Ji Yizheng, she naturally hates Ji Yizheng more. This man is definitely an insidious, ruthless and perverted devil. It's not enough for him to destroy himself, he also wants to attack his sister.
?
The atmosphere in the room, the indescribable ambiguity, the two bodies intertwined passionately, and the moans coming out of Mo Yang's mouth were all like a huge joke, which shocked Mo Ning.
I really want to tear apart the world I live in, even if it is bloody, it is better than being tortured by pain.
Ji Yizheng raised her long, narrow and deep pupils and locked Mo Ning's little face, as if trying to find some emotion in her eyes. At the same time, in order to prove her charm, she increased the strength of her fingers and pressed on Mo Yangxue.
There were clear finger marks on his tender body, and Mo Yang, who was in pain, seemed to be even more emotional, eagerly embracing him.
The dazzling scene aroused huge hatred, and her whole body was trembling. She stepped back step by step and reached the door. The metal texture made her bones and blood shiver.
She opened the door and rushed out. She began to run without hesitation. Tears streamed down her face, but she didn't bother to wipe them away. As she ran into the night, she could not escape the driver who had been following her, which made her smile bitterly again.
, came to the river bank, and the shadows of the lights reflected in the water rippled with the water.
The summer wind blew her long hair, but it could not wipe away her tears. She bit her lips until they were numb. When the smell of blood spread, she had the idea of jumping into the river.
With this ending, she would be free. There would be no deaf little girl in this world, no orphan girl abandoned by her parents, no more pitiful girl whose innocence was ruined at the hands of her uncle.
A hand stopped her from behind. The driver's simple face was loyal and honest. It looked featureless, but it made people feel much warmer than his beautiful appearance.
Wiping away her tears, she forced a smile at the driver and said: "Actually, living is harder than dying, but when you experience the taste of death, you know that no matter how difficult it is, you can't give up life easily, so
Don’t worry, I won’t cause a short-circuit on my own.”
All night long, the summer wind by the river blew, and she sat on the steps, burying her face in her knees, and did not sleep peacefully. But only in this way could her heart cool down, and the coolness of her body allowed her to forget that her heart was still there.
While dancing, I forget that I am still a human being of flesh and blood.
The kind-hearted driver stayed with her all the time, unable to urge or coax her away, so she had no choice but to let her go.
After dawn, the night receded, and the sky became brighter little by little. The sky was as beautiful as an illusion, and she was the only one left in the world, so lonely and helpless between heaven and earth, as small as dust.
As the sun rises in the east, a bright sun slowly emerges from the horizon, emitting a charming halo in the clouds. In an instant, the sky and earth are illuminated, and the morning of the day begins.
She had never watched the sunrise so peacefully. When she was studying, she had to work part-time, getting up early in the dark, and often ran all the way to school hungry. However, at that time, she was so simple and fulfilling, and could do all kinds of things.
A beautiful dream, but now, she has lost the qualification to even dream.
She would never be able to forgive the culprit for the rest of her life, and would hate him for the rest of her life. As long as she was given the chance, she would kill him with her own hands.
After the hatred filled her body, it disappeared quietly. She knew that with her current strength, it was impossible to resist him. Only when she was strong could she take revenge, right?
Moning, come on! After chanting to the rising sun, she patted her butt, stood up, and was about to leave. She never thought that her body, which had never recovered, could no longer hold up after a night of cool breeze.
He shook it twice, his eyes darkened, and he fell over.
Ji Yizheng in the charming night, after Mo Ning rushed out, her smile finally disappeared, her face darkened, she signed out a check and said: "This is yours, let your father come to see me tomorrow
, tell him not to ask too high a price for selling his daughter."
A driver reported Mo Ning's whereabouts, so Ji Yizheng didn't care about her life or death. After returning to the villa and lying down, he closed his eyes and prepared to sleep, then one minute, two minutes and five minutes... Damn it, he couldn't sleep, so damn hard.
As soon as he got out of bed, he tossed around a few times and rolled up the thin quilt around his body. There seemed to be a faint, familiar fragrance in his breath, which inexplicably made him feel calm. After taking a few deep breaths, he fell into a deep sleep.
.
At the entrance of the hospital, Ji Yizheng saw the driver who was carrying Moning out of the car. He couldn't help but feel a chill on his face, as if a real chill seeped out, making people have to avoid his sight. The honest driver had his hands.
With a tremor, he almost threw Mo Ning away. He followed Ji Yizheng into the emergency room. After putting Mo Ning down, the driver wiped the sweat from his head and bowed out, thinking,
The boss's possessiveness is also too strong. Hey, a woman who really has her own master must not be touched. Otherwise, she will die without knowing how.
Mo Ning, who had been admitted to the hospital several times, was put on a hanging bottle again, her face was pale, she coughed a few times in her sleep from time to time, and she would grind her teeth. She cried and called her grandma. Only then did she recover that she had not grown up yet.
The nature of a child is as weak as grass that will fall if blown by it. No one cares or loves it.
Ji Yizheng stood erect beside the hospital bed, his eyes locked on the sleeping little girl. Gradually the chill in his body disappeared. It was not until he realized that he had been in a daze for too long, and his eyes tended to be obsessed, that he wrinkled up in shock.
He frowned, snorted coldly, stood by the window and looked out with his hands behind his back.
At this time, the secretaries in his secretary's office were going crazy, pushing back their scheduled schedules and meals one by one. They were employees and they were the boss!
It was his style to delay work for a woman he didn't like. Was this time an exception? Before he had time to think about this question, the phone rang. It was Lao Mo. Ji Yizheng smiled slightly and picked up the phone.
"Brother-in-law, where are we meeting?"
Ji Yizheng mentioned an address near the hospital. Before hanging up the phone, something suddenly occurred to him and he said, "Remember to ask your wife to make some thick soup for you to bring over."
Lao Mo didn't know why, but he didn't ask any questions. Anyway, he just did as he did. As soon as he put the phone down, he smiled broadly and said, "It's finally done. This Ji Yizheng is really not an easy person to deal with. It's so difficult to knock out a sum of money."
I have already posted my daughter upside down!
Fortunately, the money is about to be obtained, so what does he have to worry about? As for his daughter's kindness, he has never thought about it, it is not within his scope of consideration!
When Moning woke up, she was the only one in the ward. She looked up and saw the bottle still dripping with medicine, and she curled her lips in self-deprecation. Look, she hadn't even been to the hospital a few times during the days when she was eating pickles and rice.
Why is she so delicate now? When did her vitality become so fragile like a weed?
When Ji Yizheng pushed the door open and came in, he was holding a lunch box in his hand. Seeing that she was awake, he put the lunch box on the bedside table and said, "Your mother cooked it for you, try the taste!"
Moning lowered his eyebrows and quietly hid his thoughts, ignoring Ji Yizheng's words. He looked like a completely heartless puppet.
Ji Yizheng didn't mind her attitude, and with his usual arrogance and dominance, he sat by the bed, opened the lunch box, picked up a spoon and prepared to feed her.
Mourning turned his face and sneered: "Stay away from me."
Ji Yizheng paused for a moment, but did not intend to take it back. He raised it in the air, and his inherent aura came into play at this time, saying: "How many people can I feed in this world? Moning,
You'd better remember my words and don't try to anger me."
There was obviously no heavy tone, but it sounded extremely sinister. Knowing how cruel this man was, Mourning hesitated in his stubborn resistance and surrender, and finally stretched out his hand, grabbed the spoon and said: "You go away, I will drink it myself.
"
Unexpectedly, she forgot that there was still a needle stuck in her hand. At this time, she moved too much, pulled the needle, and pierced the skin of the back of her hand deeply. She screamed in pain, and when she looked down, she saw blood.
The semen seeped out, and the back of the hand was instantly dyed a dazzling bright red.
Ji Yizheng frowned. The little girl he met really loved to cause trouble. From time to time there would be bloodshed, which caught people off guard. He put down his lunch box and spoon. He rang the bell to call the nurse and took her hand.
Let her move around.
The pain from the needle pricking into the back of his hand made Moning grin. Tears welled up all of a sudden. He sobbed and hummed. He also forgot the nature of Ji Yizheng as a devil and let his warm palm support his hand.
The two hands, big and small, are in an overlapping posture. Under the incandescent light, there is a kind of harmonious ambiguity.
The bright red blood smeared his palms, and he asked himself what he was doing. He hated seeing blood, but he didn't dislike it. His heart was shaking, but his face didn't show it. He suppressed the frenzy and waited patiently.
The arrival of the nurse.
Moning cried until her nose was red, her eyes were red, and her pink mouth was pouting like a child. How could such an immature little girl be able to fall into his eyes.
After Ji Yizheng handed the hand to the nurse, a pair of dark eyes flashed across her face coldly, she sneered in her heart, and turned around to leave.
Mourning looked at his resolute departure from the corner of his eye. The stone that had been hanging in his heart suddenly fell into place. He didn't want to face him, see his appearance, or breathe the good smell of his body.
The fragrance of mint makes you want to be in a place where it exists.
As long as he did not appear in her sight, her heart would be particularly at ease. However, the pain in her hands was relieved a lot at this time, but the bitterness in her heart rose. Could it be that she was because of his ruthless and cold look?