"So, did he seduce you?" Hyun Junhao is most disgusted with her current appearance of being upright and arrogant against him, so he said it ugly.

"No, he's not the kind of person you think. Mo Beichen was anxious to maintain his innocence, but he never wanted to provoke Xuan Junhao to be jealous.

"He's not that kind of person, am I?" Hyun Joon-ho took a few steps forward and forced her back to the door, "Tell me, who is that man? ”

Mo Beichen turned his face away, didn't bother to look at him, and closed his thin lips.

Last time, Lu Zan's matter was still vivid, and he fired Ah Yan mercilessly. This time, if you tell him, this man may do something to Song Yifan.

His voice was a little colder, staring firmly at her face, just one word, it was enough to make her hair stand on end, "Say!"

Mo Beichen still didn't want to annoy him in the end, and he thought he was careful to justify: "He is a friend of mine, doesn't he help me sign the contract equal to helping our hotel?

She didn't understand what angle Hyun Junhao was thinking about, Song Yifan sacrificed so much of his own interests to fulfill wo

LD Hotel, in the end, he will be said to be against him.

Hyun Joon-ho doesn't care about the question of right or wrong now, he is now annoyed that the woman in front of him actually turned her elbow out, openly covering for another man in front of him, as if he was afraid of what he would do to him.

Also, in the office of the public relations department just now, when he mentioned that man, her youthful appearance really made him a little inexplicable.

"Don't you want to say yes?" Hyun Joon-ho's voice suddenly became sharp.

Before Mo Beichen could answer, the man's big hand clasped her slender wrist and carried her to the rest sofa behind the desk. Then a few strides to the window, suddenly opened the curtain behind him, and the seventeenth floor suddenly widened her vision, and then pressed her under her with lightning speed.

Mo Beichen began to be afraid, "No... I say. ”

Looking at Xuan Junhao in front of him and the curtains opened behind him, Mo Beichen wanted to die.

"I said no, I said..."

"But I don't want to hear it anymore. Hyun Jun-ho's dark eyes don't see tenderness and pity, only coldness and jealousy.

He told her to go east and she wouldn't go west, and let her go to dinner with the old man, and she went too, and she was almost ruined, and now that the contract has been signed back, he is not satisfied.

Mo Beichen was very aggrieved, and his voice was slightly choked, "He is my friend, surnamed Song ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the man gave a punitive kiss and bit her cherry red lip.

"Hmm—" she immediately burst into tears of pain.

At this time, Hyun Jun-ho couldn't see anything anymore and didn't want to hear anything

......

"From tomorrow, move back to Xuanfu. ”

After that, as if nothing had happened, the man maintained his usual elegant and calm posture, sat on the edge of the sofa, and said casually while buttoning up his shirt.

Mo Beichen pursed his lips and didn't speak for a long time, his red and swollen eyes were dressed one by one.

What does he think of her? Let her come, let her go, trample her dignity under his feet, is it just like she is a puppet, without sorrow and emotion?

She couldn't remember how she walked out of Hyun Joon-ho's office or how she got back into the cubicle.

At lunchtime, Li Mei came over and asked her to go to dinner together, but she also refused.

All afternoon, Mo Beichen couldn't keep his spirits up. She felt depressed at the thought of having to face all kinds of difficulties for Hyun Joon-ho after moving back.

When it was time to get off work, Li Mei specially ran to Mo Beichen's position and pointed to the suit on her desk.

"Remember to invite him to dinner, and wait for your good news tomorrow!"

Li Mei blinked after speaking, and deliberately made a cheering gesture.

Mo Beichen reluctantly bent his lips. She can't, otherwise Hyun Joon-ho would have to describe her in the most ugly words possible.

......

Because Song Yifan was discussing with Store Manager Jin about the promotion of Store 7 in the past two days, Mo Beichen and Song Yifan met at the street of Store 7 on the left bank.

"Mr. Song, thank you for your clothes, and thank you very much for the other contract!"

Under the plane tree on the side of the street, Mo Beichen handed the bag of the suit in his hand to Song Yifan, and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"Beichen, you already thanked me yesterday for the contract, so you don't need to thank me anymore. Song Yifan took the clothes and smiled.

I don't know why, he saw that the girl in front of him was in trouble, and he unconsciously wanted to help her.

Even if he was talking to her at this moment, he felt so comfortable, Song Yifan hadn't felt like this for a long time.

"It's just that I really don't have anything to repay you, so ......"

"That's why you keep saying thank you to me?" Song Yifan understood her thoughts.

"Yes. Mo Beichen stroked the broken hair in front of his forehead embarrassedly.

"If you really want to thank me, go back to the left bank to work, you don't have to be a waiter, you can also try other positions?" Song Yifan looked at her, and there was a different kind of expectation in his eyes.

Hengyuan's work is arranged by her grandmother, and it is not something she can leave if she wants to.

Mo Beichen shook his head in embarrassment, "Mr. Song, this really doesn't work." ”

"You don't have to be so nervous, I'm just suggesting, just for reference, not forced. Song Yifan looked at her embarrassed appearance and corrected with a smile.

Mo Beichen couldn't help but laugh with relief.

.......

A dark black LEXUS not far away, Hyun Junhao sat in the co-pilot's seat and observed the expression on Mo Beichen's face, such a smile made him have an inexplicable emotion in his heart fermenting and spreading. He had the impression that she rarely smiled like this in front of him.

And Song Yifan's face was not unfamiliar, which inevitably reminded him of the person in his heart.

He didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Let's drive. Hyun Junhao rolled up the window and said to Xiao Liu, the driver in the front seat.

The car sped away with the fallen leaves on the side of the road, and Mo Beichen on this side didn't notice it at all.

After saying goodbye to Song Yifan, Mo Beichen waited for the bus at the platform near the coffee shop. Originally, Song Yifan wanted to give it to her, but Mo Beichen refused.

She didn't want Hyun Junhao to know about Song Yifan's existence, maybe she was afraid that Hyun Junhao would really be bad for him. It's just that for a moment, she didn't seem to want Song Yifan to know about Hyun Junhao's existence.

Is she afraid of something, or is she expecting something?

This feeling is something that even she can't tell.