Tianxue received a text message: His aunt is back.
Aunt? What aunt? Ah—could it be the aunt of the Arctic explorer? But we haven’t seen each other for many years. Why did she come back suddenly at this time?
Tianxue sat up from the bed, quickly packed up and set off to find Ji Moxuan.
But when she rushed to Balik Group, her aunt's people had already left. Ji Moxuan was reading documents. When he looked up and saw Tianxue coming, he coughed awkwardly and called out, "Why are you here?"
"I'm bored at home alone, so I want to have lunch with you." Tianxue treated what happened last night as if it never happened.
Ji Moxuan frowned and said without leaving any trace: "Okay, wait for me, I still have two documents to read."
"Okay." Tianxue replied and sat on the sofa.
Ji Moxuan frowned without any trace.
Half an hour later, the two of them went to have lunch together. In an Italian restaurant, the two of them sat by the window. They didn't look very sweet.
Nimolan went out to buy coffee for the afternoon meeting, but when he turned around, he saw the two of them eating lunch.
Tianxue took a cup to drink water, and when she glanced around, she saw Nimolan standing blankly across the road. She smiled lightly and wiped the corners of Ji Moxuan's mouth with her hand.
Ji Moxuan was stunned.
Tian Xueyang raised his thumb, which had absolutely no dirt on it, and said, "There's something on the corner of my mouth."
"Ah, really," Ji Moxuan picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, then raised his head, "Is there anything else?"
"No," Tianxue shook her head gently, "You have been very particular about food since you were a child, and you rarely eat in a hurry. What's wrong with you recently? When you and I eat, you always wolf it down. This is not good and is not good for your stomach.
good."
Ji Moxuan pursed his lips and said as tactfully as possible: "No, maybe it's because I've been too busy recently. I'm eating at home."
"I thought you would only wolf it down like this when you have dinner with me. Haha, it doesn't matter. Do you have anything else to do in the afternoon? I made an agreement with a friend of mine to go to his place to look at furniture when I have time. Don't you want to decorate?
Sea view room?" Tianxue said with her chin in her hands, looking as sweet and moving as possible. She looked very beautiful and happy to anyone who looked at her.
Ji Moxuan did not look at her: "I have asked Leng Yan to design it. He is better at this aspect."
"Leng Yan is still young and hasn't won any awards. My friend is a well-known designer in the industry, so I can't just name him." Tian Xue said in a serious manner, looking very mysterious.
Ji Moxuan raised his eyes to look at her this time and said with a smile: "Who made it so mysterious?"
Tianxue waved to Ji Moxuan, indicating that she wanted to whisper to him.
Ji Moxuan chuckled, shook his head, put down his knife and fork and stretched his head over.
Across the street, Ji Moxuan's eyes were fixed on this scene. It was engraved in his mind, like the most painful tattoo. It was so bright and gorgeous in his memory that it was so dazzling that he wanted to cry when he thought about it.
She knew that love has always been a long road, but she never thought that this road was full of thorns, and there was not even a place to rest when her feet were dripping with blood.
Why do we keep looking for harm, why do we ask for answers over and over again, but the answers are never what we want.
Despair, sadness... these are not enough to describe her feelings, she only feels pain.
Pain - will it eventually turn into numbness?
Nimolan couldn't stand it anymore and strode towards the group building, shedding tears as he walked.
When she arrived at the downstairs of the group building, a car stopped in front of her. The person coming was Li Fuyuan.
He was wearing a gray coat today, and his soft hair was blown by the cold wind, and it dangled between his eyebrows, with an indescribable depth. When he saw Nimo Lan crying, he hugged her shoulders without thinking about it.
Then lead her to the car.
Li Fuyuan handed over a tissue and said: "In the middle of winter, if you want to cry, find a place without wind. Why cry in the wind, if you are not afraid of disfigurement?"
Nimolan wiped her face, and the makeup on her face was gone. She raised her head and cried, "I can't help it."
"Who made you feel wronged and start crying on the street?" In fact, there is no need to ask, it must be Ji Moxuan. I am afraid that only Ji Moxuan around Nimolan in this world can make her cry so helplessly.
Nimo Lan didn't answer, he just tried his best to hold back his tears, then looked in the mirror and prepared to open the door and get out of the car.
Li Fuyuan grabbed Nimolan and said, "If you are sad, come to me. I will never let you get hurt."
"Thank you." Nimolan dropped these words and got out of the car.
During the afternoon meeting, Li Fuyuan and Ji Moxuan sat on both sides of the long table, Ruan Muhong sat below, and only Nimolan stood in front of the screen and began to explain the main plan and design concept of this Black Mosha beauty pageant.
Tianxue sat at the end of the long table, crossing her legs and listening to Nimolan's explanation.
When the meeting came to an end, Li Fuyuan simply asked a few questions, and Nimolan patiently explained them. All emotions did not appear at work.
Finally, Li Fuyuan smiled and gave Nimolan a thumbs up in front of him, fully affirming her. Nimolan responded with a shy smile.
Ji Moxuan took all this in his eyes, but looked away without caring.
After the meeting, Li Fuyuan wanted to say something to Nimolan, but was stopped by Ji Moxuan. Ji Moxuan said to Nimolan: "Come to my office, there are some things that need further confirmation."
After a pause, Ji Moxuan said again: "Come here now, right now." He glanced at Li Fuyuan before leaving the door of the conference room. When he passed Tian Xue, he didn't even look at her.
Nimolan thought that there was something wrong with him, so he quickly said sorry to Li Fuyuan and ran out with Ji Moxuan.
Ji Moxuan stood in front of the window, heard Nimolan's footsteps, and said coldly: "Lock the door."
"What?"
"I asked you to lock the door." Ji Moxuan said again.
Nimolan did as he was told, and then stood upright behind Ji Moxuan, holding a large stack of documents in his arms.
Ji Moxuan came back to his senses, glanced at Nimolan, and then uttered one word: "Take off."
Nimolan was obviously stunned, the corners of his eyebrows raised involuntarily, and finally he took a step back in confusion.
Ji Moxuan was in a bad mood. He took a step forward, grabbed Nimolan's chin, and said again: "Can't you hear what I said? I want you to take off your clothes!"
"What are you taking off?"
"Stop pretending to be innocent!" Ji Moxuan was really angry this time. He knocked the documents out of Nimolan's arms, picked up Nimolan by the waist, rushed directly into the lounge in his office, and threw her away.
Go to bed.
Before Nimolan could react, her hands had been tied up with ties by Ji Moxuan, and then her clothes were torn off, leaving large areas of skin exposed to the air.
A short "No" overflowed from Nimo Lan's nasal cavity, and tears fell. What was in her mind was not that Ji Moxuan bullied her like this, but that she saw Tianxue whispering intimately to him. That kind of pain was worse than the physical pain.
The intrusion on the body is even more painful.
Ji Moxuan stopped what he was doing, looked down at Nimolan, and asked painfully: "Crying? Why are you crying? Did I wrong you? You and Li Fuyuan... I've had enough!"
"I've had enough, right?" Nimolan finally broke out, and she roared lowly, "I can bear it if you torture me, but please, give me some self-respect, okay? I beg you.
,Give me some self-respect!"
"Why don't I give you self-esteem? I..." After saying this, Ji Moxuan suddenly remembered what happened yesterday when he left Nimolan to chase Tianxue alone. He paused obviously, "I really don't like to see you and Li Fu.
How can you be so close to a man when you are my woman and my wife in name only?"
"We are just communicating normally! I get along with other male colleagues like this too. Why are you so defensive about him? Also, I don't have any feelings for him at all. I only feel for..." I only feel for you.
, Nimolan never said this sentence. She lowered her head, curled up as if she was hurt, and her heart was breathing up and down.
Ji Moxuan knew what Nimolan was going to say next, but he had no way to respond. He had no way to tell Nimolan that he actually liked her because his parents' resentment was still blocking his heart, and his original pride also made him
Will not bow down.
Many years later, Ji Moxuan would always regret it. If he had confessed his feelings to Nimolan at that time, there might not have been a long separation. Maybe it was really because he didn't know how to love. After all, he had grown up so big and only
He has loved a woman purely and excessively. Maybe that kind of love is not pure love, so he will not bow his head so much that he has been wrong about the woman in front of him for a long time...
Ji Moxuan leaned down, held Nimolan's chin, and said, "I don't like you getting too close to him. Even if we have to meet because of the Black Mosha beauty contest, I don't like you smiling at him."
Nimolan simply couldn't understand Ji Moxuan.
She opened her eyes and suddenly remembered what Li Fuyuan said last night - "You don't have to rush to deny that you don't care, I know you care, because I care. I care about your feelings for Ji Moxuan, and I care that you can only see Ji Moxuan.
Although it is a bit disadvantageous for me not to tell you that Ji Moxuan no longer loves Tianxue, I still don’t want to see you sad. Nimolan, I, Li Fuyuan, will formally confess to you here. If you are sad, I will
You can come to seek refuge at any time." His eyes suddenly darkened.
She raised her face and said, "No, he is a good man. I can't treat him like you said. I can't be hostile to someone who has no hatred for me."
Ji Moxuan's hand movements suddenly increased, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You... say it to me again!"