Early the next morning, the two went to the company together.
When the car drove five hundred meters away from the company, Mu Qingqing insisted on getting out of the car. For this reason, Cheng Moyan was extremely unhappy: Is he so shameless? Or does she just think that being his woman is a shameful thing?
No matter which answer it was, he would be unhappy.
Suddenly, he was startled: were his two thoughts just now dissatisfied with her opinion of him? But why should he be dissatisfied? Why should he care about her opinion of him?
The words of Sheng Qianye and Sikong Nan came to mind again, and an answer seemed to be coming out of his mind. But he suddenly felt bored, and with a "squeak", he braked sharply.
Although she was wearing a seat belt, Mu Qingqing's body still rushed forward and almost hit the glass. She was startled, thinking she had hit someone. She sat down in shock and looked forward with her head open, wondering.
When I was there, an angry voice came from the side, "Get off the car!"
Mu Qingqing turned around in surprise and looked at the man beside her, only to see a flash of irritation in his eyes. She was stunned for two seconds, then obediently unbuckled her seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.
Is she annoying him?
Looking at the Lamborghini walking away, Mu Qingqing frowned, she didn't mess with this man, what's wrong with her!
Mu Qingqing pursed her lips, weighed her bag, and walked towards Cheng's building.
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Cheng Moyan frowned. Thinking of Mu Qingqing, he felt extremely irritable. Looking at the door of the company, he suddenly didn't even want to go to class!
Because she is in the office!
He was really crazy to leave her in his office!
But damn! Why should he avoid her?
The cell phone rings.
He didn't even look at it and picked it up impatiently, "Say!"
"Hey, Mo, I haven't seen you for a few years. Is this how you treat your benefactor?" A nice female voice came from the other side, just the right amount of coquettishness, and it didn't sound boring.
Cheng Moyan was stunned for a moment and slowed down the car. Listening to this familiar female voice, a beautiful face flashed in his mind, and he felt much less irritated. He raised his eyebrows and raised his lips, "anna."
"It's not just me! Humph, you're so sorry, you haven't contacted me for four years, and you still want me to contact you! You have no conscience!" Over there, the originally delicate female voice suddenly changed its tone and became vicious.
The ground shouted at him.
Cheng Moyan smiled and said, "Haha, what do you want me to do?"
Over there, Anna pondered for a while, and a question in her throat was about to blurt out: Would you like me to be your woman? But in the end, she still didn't ask because she knew him well.
After coming here for a long time, she finally said, "How about you treat me to dinner?"
"Okay, I'll come find you next time I come to Leningrad."
"No need for next time, just today!"
"Today?" Cheng Moyan frowned, then smiled, "You came to the e-market. Where are you? Let's have lunch together, and I'll pick you up!"
"Haha, you still like to cut through the mess quickly! I live in Building 128 of Chongle Villa District now. Come and pick me up when the time comes."
"Okay, see you at noon."
"OK Bye Bye."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Moyan felt much better. But in his mind, he suddenly remembered someone who wanted to stay away from him. He frowned, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped off.
Cheng's Building, President's Office.
Glancing at the empty seat over there, she tried to read the documents but couldn't see them. She felt empty in her heart, and she attributed it to herself in a self-hypnotic manner because she hadn't adapted to the work here, wasn't busy enough, and wasn't fulfilling enough.
There were footsteps outside the door. She was still looking at the documents, but her ears were involuntarily pointed, as if she was expecting something.