Without even thinking about it, he replied honestly, "Of course, you are my friend!"
"Friend?" Mo Sheng pondered these two words, spread out his arms, crossed his fingers and placed them on the table. The gaze he stared at her began to become different. Was it more profound, more insightful, or a little more hunting?
What's the difference? Huanhuan can't tell clearly.
She continued, "I left because... I wanted to change the environment and start over."
After hesitating, she still did not tell the truth,
Mo Sheng's eyes, which were staring closely, showed a trace of disappointment, but they were soon filled with a smile. He covered her hand on the table without saying anything, "Okay, let the past go by. Look.
It turns out that you are living a happy life now."
Huanhuan raised her eyes and smiled, "Yeah, even though I haven't made a name for myself in the magazine yet, the editor-in-chief takes good care of me." With her eyes lowered, she took out her hand without leaving a trace, picked up the coffee and took a sip.
He said jokingly, "From now on, if my ex-boss is there to protect me, there will be no problems!"
Mo Sheng leaned back and raised his chin slightly, "I'm very strict."
"Don't worry, I'm very good!" Huanhuan blinked at him, then looked down at his watch and said hurriedly, "I should go find the editor-in-chief."
Mo Sheng nodded, thought for a moment, took out a business card and handed it to her, "This is my address and phone number in e-city. You can come to me no matter what happens."
His ambiguity did not diminish the charm of a playboy. Huan Huan laughed and put the business card away in his wallet, "I know."
Watching her figure floating away, he picked up the coffee she had just drank and took a sip at the spot where her red lip marks were printed. The smile on his lips spread wantonly.
Huanhuan hurried back to the editor-in-chief's office. The editor-in-chief, uncharacteristically, did not ask about the column. Instead, he asked about her relationship with Mo Sheng. Huanhuan simply said that she was her boss in the previous company and had no other relationship.
The editor-in-chief nodded thoughtfully. According to the boss's attitude towards Huanhuan, it was definitely more than just this relationship! She didn't ask in detail, but said in a roundabout way that the magazine needed to expand, and then there were various lack of funds. She hoped that she could
Say a few good words for the magazine in front of the boss.
The editor-in-chief has always treated Huanhuan well. Although Huanhuan felt embarrassed and had no room to refuse, she could only bite the bullet and say that she would try it out if there was a chance, but there was nothing she could do about whether the boss would accept it.
The editor-in-chief was very happy, and with a stroke of his pen, her column was approved.
Huanhuan walked out of the magazine with mixed feelings. She had worked hard for so long, but it was not as effective as the little friendship she had with her boss. She sighed feebly, no matter what, it was a good thing that she could write her own column.
Regaining her good mood, she crossed the road and saw Zhong Kun standing in front of the car from a distance, waving to her.
Huanhuan walked over with a smile, "Brother Kun, I told you, I can just take the bus, you don't have to come to pick me up."
Zhong Kun opened the car door very gentlemanly and said with a smile, "While the young master is away, I will act as the flower protector."
Huanhuan got into the car, closed the door, and sat in the driver's seat. He glanced sideways to the back, then curled his lips and smiled.
That smile is so sinister.
Mo Sheng always stood not far away, watching Huanhuan get into Zhong Kun's car. He did not expect that the movement here would be so fast. As soon as he appeared, Zhong Kun had already appeared to warn him.
He closed his eyes indifferently, then, next time, will it be Mo Jia who will be there in person?
Not long after Zhong Kun's car started driving, Huanhuan's cell phone rang.
When she saw the phone number, she immediately picked up the phone happily, "Mojia!"
Zhong Kun drove the car steadily. Through the car mirror, he saw the undisguised excitement on her face and whistled playfully.
It seems that Young Master Mo is worried.
Huanhuan made a face at him and focused all his attention on the phone. Over there, Mojia's somewhat tired voice came through the receiver, "What are you doing?"
"I just went to the magazine office. Brother Kun picked me up and was about to go back." Huanhuan glanced at her watch and asked hurriedly, "It's already very late over there, why don't you take a rest?"
"There are a lot of things that haven't been dealt with yet."
He hasn't been back here for a long time. No matter how big or small things are, they are piled up like a mountain. I'm afraid he will be busy for a while.
Huanhuan raised her eyes and glanced at Zhong Kun, then covered the phone with her hand and whispered, "Don't be too busy, remember to take care of yourself, and... come back soon!"
Although the person on the other side only responded softly, she seemed to see the way he opened the corners of his mouth and smiled softly, so she couldn't help but also spread her lips, and the smile was so sweet.
At this time, he suddenly said, "While I'm away, be careful in everything and don't trust anyone easily."
"I know, I know," Huanhuan stuck out her tongue, thinking he was reminding Song Xiaojia, "I promise, I will never trust people casually again!"
"...Including people I know."
Huanhuan was startled. Mo Jia rarely asked a question repeatedly, especially when it came to people she knew. This made her think of Mo Sheng immediately. When she was about to tell him about her encounter with Mo Sheng today, that
Mu Chuan's voice came from the side again. Mo Jia explained a few words, and then said, "I still have something to do, so I have to hang up."
"Oh~" Huanhuan's voice was filled with disappointment.
After a long while, the call over there didn't hang up. Finally, it was his soft and ethereal magnetic voice, "I miss you and my daughter very much."
Huanhuan's heart was immediately surrounded by the sunshine in winter, and the warmth was the afterglow left by him. She lowered her head and said shyly, "I miss you too," but as if it wasn't enough, she pressed
Then he added, "I really want to."
Hanging up the phone and holding the phone, Huanhuan was still immersed in the sweetness just now. Zhong Kun coughed twice and chuckled, "I have been staying in the Mo family for a long time, and this is the first time I have seen the eldest young master so nervous.
people."
He was so nervous that when he heard that Mo Sheng had come to e-market, he immediately stopped all work and called as soon as possible. He never thought that this kind of thing would happen to their eldest son, who was as calm as a fairy!
Huan Huan's cheeks were rosy, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be stained with honey. They were always curled up happily, "There's no need to be nervous. I just had a casual chat."