She tilted her head in a daze, her murderous aura still lingering, with a strong aura of violence and intelligence. Her clear eyes were filled with indescribable emotions, including confusion, hatred, doubt, self-blame...all the emotions seemed to turn into soft...
It pierces the heart like a thorn.
At the same time, her grip on the phone loosened, and the phone fell from her hand and fell to the table, making a violent sound.
Mo Shangjun's eyes flashed and he gradually came back to his senses.
In just two seconds, Yan Tianxing had no time to confirm in the future.
Mo Shangjun seemed to be back to normal.
However, he heard her voice stiff and indifferent, "Is something wrong?"
Yan Tianxing paused for a second and then said: "It's okay."
"oh."
Mo Shangyun responded lightly.
She didn't even think about dealing with Yan Tianxing or even teasing him.
The hand holding the scratch paper gradually loosened, she looked away, and then sat back on the office chair.
Yan Tianxing did not walk away, but still stood there, looking at her with some confusion.
She tapped the keyboard with stiff fingers. She usually remembered all the keys and didn't need to look at them at all. However, she lowered her head and typed one by one. Maybe she didn't even know what she was typing. She typed out a string of words, one word after another.
The words have been deleted.
I typed it twice in a row and deleted it twice.
Mo Shangyun looked at the documents in front of him and let out a long sigh.
Then, he fell back and leaned on the back of the chair. He raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat, covering his entire face.
Yan Tianxing still didn't leave.
He had never seen Mo Shangyun like this before, so he didn't dare to leave.
"Yan Tianxing, I'm sick." Mo Shangyun said in a low voice.
The office was very quiet and Yan Tianxing could hear clearly.
"Yeah." Yan Tianxing responded softly.
"I want to ask for leave." Mo Shangyun said again, his tone calm.
After a short pause, Yan Tianxing asked: "How many days?"
"have no idea."
"Okay, remember to come back."
"oh."
Mo Shangjun responded perfunctorily.
Yan Tianxing is gone.
He wanted to go to the office, but he changed his mind temporarily and left the office building.
The cafeteria will be very busy tonight, but the dormitory office building is clean.
The huge space was all left to her.
Mo Shangyun sat quietly on the chair, motionless. After a long time, he moved his hand. He grabbed the brim of the training hat with his fingers and slowly took off the training hat.
Broken hair was messy, some falling on her forehead and between her brows, making her look even more tired.
She picked up the mobile phone on the table.
It wasn't broken. She clicked on the screen and entered the call history.
It has been kept confidential there, and there is no number in the latest call records.
She lowered her eyelids feebly and pulled at the call record with her fingers in boredom.
I haven’t changed my cell phone in a long time. The call history is very long, but not much recent ones.
Pulling and pulling, finally, her finger stopped on a note.
"Cen Jun".
She clicked her name and dialed the number.
The phone rang three times and was quickly connected.
Mo Shangyun handed the phone to his ear and called softly, "Mom."
"The training is over?" Cen Jin's voice came quickly.
"No."
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"..." Mo Shangyun frowned and thought for a moment, recalling whether he had eaten, and finally answered truthfully, "I forgot."
"..." Cen Jin was silent for a moment and said, "I'm just being polite and just lie next time."
"Oh." Mo Shangjun didn't bother with her, "Where is it?"
"Jingzhou, I'm a guest of the Duan family." Cen Jun replied, and then asked, "What's the matter?"
"fine."
Mo Shangyun touched his nose.
"...You have something to talk about."
"Bye."
Mo Shangjun uttered two words.
"Wait a minute, have you got the car?" Cen Jun asked suddenly.
After thinking for a moment, Mo Shangyun remembered the key that Mo Shangshuang had given her. His eyes flashed and he said, "I forgot."
"Go get it as soon as possible." Cen Jin said in a serious tone.
"knew."
The phone suddenly went silent.
"Hey." Cen Jin said.
"Um?"
"Lost in love?" Cen Jun asked.
"...No." Mo Shangyun was a little helpless.
Cen Jin frowned, "In your early twenties, apart from falling out of love, what else makes you half-dead?"
Mo Shangyun: "..."
"say."
After waiting for three seconds, Cen Jin urged.
"Ah." Mo Shangjun said perfunctorily.
"No money?"
"have."
"Not going well at work?"
"No."
"...You want me to guess again?" Cen Jin said with a bit of anger.
There is no problem with the relationship, there is no problem with the career, there is no problem with the expenses... what else could be the problem?
Of course, none of the above problems would make Mo Shangyun "half-dead".
"My Father--"
"You wait."
Before Mo Shangjun finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cen Jun.
By the time she came to her senses, the call had long been hung up.
Mo Shangjun looked at his phone inexplicably, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.
She called again and the call was on.
About ten minutes passed.
Mo Shangyun had almost forgotten about the phone call when his cell phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at it and couldn't help but be stunned.
"Remarks: Mo Cang."
Mo Shangyun was stunned for two seconds. After taking a sip of water, he took off his phone and answered the call.
"dad."
Mo Shangjun put the phone to his ear.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)