Han Mo was silent and silent, the hand holding the phone became more and more forceful, and the knuckles of his fingers looked pale.

"You are so rich, can you provide for me for the rest of my life?" said Hua Simu.

Han Mo raised his eyes and stared into her eyes, and the words were squeezed out of his throat, which was extremely difficult, but he still said very clearly, word by word, "As long as you want, I can." ”

Hua Simu said casually, and he replied solemnly.

Sure enough, Hua Simu didn't mean that at all, and stretched out his paw and patted it perfunctorily, "Then you're awesome, I'll applaud you." ”

"But this palace is not rare, there must be a lot of girls in this world lined up for you to confess, and you will save your machismo from me. ”

"Whose money I like to take is my business, and I didn't burn and loot, my money is earned in a dignified and innocent manner, who are you, and why do you care about me?"

Hua Simu's firepower is off the charts, and when he is angry, he picks which sentence hurts the most, and the words don't go through the brain, so he says it regardless of it.

Han Mo closed his eyes vigorously, gritted his teeth and stood up, his voice trembling a little, "It's me, it's me who is delusional." ”

The ghost demon Niangniang didn't know how to restrain herself, she raised her head to meet his eyes, the tails of her eyes were raised, and the meaning of arrogance and provocation was obvious, "You just know?"

Xu Ping'an wanted to pull the clothes of Simu and let her say less.

Big brother, don't add fuel to the fire, weren't they all okay just now?

He was really afraid that the two of them would fight.

Xu Ping'an looked back and forth between the two in horror.

However, Han Mo had no anger, his face was gloomy, compared to anger, there was heavy grief on him, he glanced at Hua Simu deeply, turned around and left the conference room, his back was full of loneliness.

Han Mo felt that every inch of his limbs and bones were secretly aching, and every time he breathed and breathed, every heavy beat of his heart made him die of pain.

It hurt so much that he couldn't help it, and after turning around, saline secreted from the corner of his eye.

He couldn't stay in this room any longer.

Can't be by Hua Simu's side.

Hua Xiaomu is a little conscienceless, every word he says is a sharp sword, stabbing him in the heart, one by one.

Is it unqualified, it's wishful thinking......

Han Mo gritted his back molars and walked out with force.

Xu Ping'an was stunned and said, "Han Mo seems to cry ......"

When I passed by, I don't know if I was wrong.

Hua Simu rarely didn't answer this time, sat in his position and was silent, and after a few minutes, he pretended that nothing happened, casually put on the headphones, and adjusted the angle.

Silence returned to the meeting room.

Half a day.

Hua Simu looked at the actor who was making a joke on the computer screen, and spit out a word with red lips, "." ”

The scolding was strong and powerful.

Xu Ping'an, "......"

Xu Ping'an said that I was fine, I was OK, I was not very afraid.

Jiang Jun, who was squatting alone at the entrance of the corridor to wipe his tears, finally calmed down and accepted the fact that he was a prisoner from now on, so he could stop his tears and took out a paper from his pocket to blow his nose.

The napkin just covered my nose and I didn't have time to blow it yet.

He was kicked heavily in the back.

"I'm grass! Which thing that doesn't have long eyes dares to kick me?!" Jiang Jun, who was sitting on the ground with a butt, hurled swear words.

It's really a fiction to think that the name of his little bully is false, right?

The fierce god turned his head viciously.

"Damn, I'm not long-sighted. Jiang Jun turned his head back, cowardly.

Just kidding, do you know what he just saw? A pair of different pupils are shining with a fierce light, can it not make people afraid.

Han Mo stared at him condescendingly.

In Shengde School, except for Hua Simu, it was this Han Mo that no one dared to approach, he didn't dare to provoke, who knew if that rumor was true or false, or if this young master's life mattered.

I don't know what kind of nerves Han Mo has, he kicked him inexplicably, and he didn't have any contact with him on weekdays, let alone provoke him.

When he looked back again, Han Mo had already left.

Jiang Jun felt that his grievances could no longer be described in words, and his sadness was so great.

Thereupon...... The second wave of crying began.

"Wow, who am I messing with......"

The entrance of the corridor echoed with sadness, "Who's messing with someone, who's wrong, it's ......"

In the box at the end of the top floor of the Qianhan Palace, there is smoke and chaos, and downstairs is the chaotic river field of dogs and horses, drunken and golden.

And just a wall apart, the room is full of loneliness.

It's my wishful thinking......

You just knew......

Hua Xiaomu's beautiful apricot eyes are right in front of him, black and white eyes, long black and slender eyelashes, misty water, but such beautiful eyes, why, why can't he fit him......

In her eyes, she could see the reflection of all things in the world, but there was no real shadow of him.

Han Mo half-leaned on the leather sofa, holding a cigarette in his cold white fingers at random.

Lonely cold.

The originally empty ashtray was already full of ashes, and Han Mo smoked a whole pack of cigarettes, and the pain in his body was not relieved by half a minute.

Han Mo already had a heavy addiction to smoking, and before he met Hua Simu, he smoked day and night, which could calm his manic heart for a short time.

Later, Hua Xiaomu came, and Han Mo never smoked again.

He thought that with a little girl here, it was always bad to smoke and drink, and he didn't want to expose too much of his embarrassment in front of Hua Simu.

Sometimes when the addiction to cigarettes comes up, the left hand will tremble unconsciously, Han Mo hides behind him carelessly, Hua Xiaomu's smile is the best medicine to cure him, but this medicine is more addictive than poppy, and people can't stop it.

Lost my life.

Countless times reason told him, that's it, keep this distance, don't take a step closer, there is no result.

Hua Xiaomu is so good, but it's a pity that her goodness is good for everyone, and she would do the same if she were a different person, and she has never been that exception.

Han Mo pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, laughing at himself.

How can the reality be so beautiful, a young girl in her prime of life got lost and came to the castle, fell in love with him as a strange person with terrible rumors, and then willingly stayed in the mountains and forests for the rest of her life?

Scold...... It's ridiculous.

So much so that for so long, people who stayed under the same roof, he didn't dare to check her background and her relatives.

It's not that he can't, but he doesn't dare, that's right, he's a complete coward, how can a person who knows the end have the courage to move forward.

Even this quarrel, he took a small half step forward, and lost badly......

The new manager came to the door of the box with a cart of expensive wine, followed by a girl.

The girl was dressed in an ordinary sweatshirt, with long hair, a green face, and a disguised ignorance of the world.

"You'll have to behave well, maybe you'll be on the rise, and don't forget my good. "The manager was a little nervous and specially at the door.

I tidied up my suit by the way.

He is newly appointed, but he has done his homework on the behind-the-scenes boss of Qianhan Palace, including the type of girl he likes.

The girl he prepared this time is also very good at pole dancing.