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Lying in the guest bedroom of Mo Chunshan's home, which is comparable to the presidential suite, He Waner has been sleepless for almost a night.
Pillowing on the pillow, she gritted her teeth for a while to prepare for how to retaliate and how to make Mo Chunshan uncomfortable, and for a while she uncontrollably recalled the sentences and scenes that made her throb, and her heart was bitter and sweet.
And whenever I think of all this, because people are similar, the place in my heart is empty, unspeakably uncomfortable, and tears soak the pillow.
didn't shed tears in front of him, but finally gave it back to him.
Before he knew it, it was already dawn, He Wan'er couldn't sleep, he got up before six o'clock, packed his things and put them in the duffel bag when he came in, and wanted to pick them up and leave several times, but every time he carried the bag to the bedroom door, he didn't dare to push the door.
He Wan'er sighed, and finally put the packed things back into the depths of the cloakroom.
According to her temper, she should have made a quick decision and turned her face and didn't recognize anyone, and it was best to throw the money in his face and turn around and walk away in style, but I don't know why, at this time, I still lack a little courage to kick the door.
"Forget it, he's unkind, I can't be unjust," He Wan'er casually carried a bag on his back, stood in front of the bedroom door and comforted himself, "Anyway, I still have 60,000 yuan to take, if you don't take it for nothing, it's a fool not to take it." ”
She said as she pushed open the door in front of her softly, and before she could cross the hallway, she heard a voice from the living room: "So early?"
He Wan'er froze, hummed in a low voice, and quickened his pace to go out of the door, not daring to look at him from beginning to end.
Mo Chunshan sat on the sofa, holding a magazine in his hand, but his eyes moved with her footsteps until he was cut off by the walnut-colored wooden door.
His grip on the pages of the magazine tightened until the sharp horns of the magazine's thick, rigid paper pierced the palm of his hand.
He threw away the magazine, picked up the mobile phone next to him and slid it, dialing Meng Qianyang's number.
"Hey, Qianyang, cancel all arrangements for the night, I have other things. ”
The young voice on the other side hesitated slightly, but still didn't ask anything, and only answered.
Mo Chunshan rubbed his eyebrows, which were a little painful, sighed faintly, and asked, "What happened to you?"
Meng Qianyang immediately replied: "There will be an echo soon, it's just that the location you are looking for, boss, I can't determine the specific coordinates yet, after all, fifteen years ago, the geology and landform have changed a lot." ”
"Hurry up, we can't delay any longer," there was a hint of irritation in Mo Chunshan's voice, "If it goes on like this, she won't be able to wait." ”
At dusk, He Guaner stepped out of the glass door of the Shancheng Newspaper Building, turned around and looked at the sparsely lit lights upstairs, and his vision was a little blurred.
The coastal giant company called Yitong suddenly declared bankruptcy, and there is still a lot of investment and financing in Gyeongju, which makes the financial sector temporarily need to write a manuscript of Yitong Finance, and must work overtime to rush out.
The unexpected event made the workload reach full all of a sudden, so the string in her mind that had not been tightened since the Spring Festival was forced to be full, and it happened that she had insomnia and didn't sleep the night before.
By the time the context of the manuscript was sorted out clearly at six o'clock in the afternoon, He Guaner was already physically and mentally exhausted, and he couldn't see things clearly.
She shook her head vigorously, and finally waited for some of the dizziness to pass, straightened her back again, bypassed the place where Mo Chunshan's driver was usually waiting for her, and turned around and walked towards the bus stop behind the building.
Today, she is not ready to return to Linjiang Mingmen, she has her own home, and there is no one in the 600-square-meter mansion who is worth really believing except for two cats.
However, as soon as he turned a corner, He Guan'er inadvertently saw two figures five or six meters away from him from the reflective glass, and couldn't help but sigh.
Even if there is no driver from Mo Chunshan, there is still a sharp eyeliner, like a shadow of maggots.
She turned her head slightly, deliberately glanced at the person behind her, and even made eye contact. However, the two were only slightly stunned and did not leave.
The footsteps behind her followed, she was fast, and so were them, and she deliberately slowed down, and the two of them were in the same rhythm, as if they were not afraid of being noticed by her.
He Guan'er walked less than a hundred meters, and was already made by the two people behind her, and when she turned a corner, she simply turned her head with her bag and stared at the two people who were staring at her viciously.
One of them wore a gray waistcoat and the other wore a peaked cap, both of whom were so ordinary that they could no longer be found when thrown into the pile. If He Wan'er hadn't been familiar with those two faces recently, maybe he wouldn't have found out.
Being stared at by her fiercely, the gray vest and peaked cap trembled neatly, as if he didn't expect He Wan'er to look at them so loudly.
But that's not all.
He Wan'er was depressed for a while, thinking that he had been so burdened by Mo Chunshan's bad things these days that he not only didn't even have personal freedom, but also had to endure being targeted by two stupid people, and the most suffocating thing was that he couldn't say anything about it.
If she didn't say something, she would really be suffocated.
He Wan'er walked towards the two men menacingly, and the two of them looked at her in a daze, as if they didn't know whether to run or not.
She stood an arm's length away from them, straightened her back, and asked loudly, "I found you ten days and a half months ago, and it's so uncomfortable to have to pretend that you don't know every day." You say, "Your level of business, why are you embarrassed to collect money?" You can be found on the first day, and you are not as stupid as you are to be a thief?"
After she finished speaking, she was still angry, and for a moment her brain fever lifted her foot and stepped on the gray vest that was closer to her.
The five-centimeter heel landed right on the instep of the gray vest, and it turned hard.
"Whew!" the gray vest jumped up holding his feet, and the cap hurriedly took a step back, for fear that the exposed lioness in front of him would scratch his paws.
He Wan'er didn't do it again, she stepped on it, snorted and turned to leave, leaving only the two of them looking at each other.
The cap watched her walk away, and turned her head with an unwilling expression: "She actually said that we are thieves?"
"Isn't it better to be a thief?" the gray vest covered his feet and asked with a sad face, "You say, can this be considered a work injury?"
Turning a corner, He Wan'er gasped a few times, regretting his impulsiveness just now.
She knew that she shouldn't be angry with others, and she was about to explode when she got angry just now. Now she feels a little better when she moves carelessly, but she doesn't know what to step on with that hard kick?
"Forget it, let them find a big liar to claim compensation!" He Wan'er comforted himself, and suddenly felt footsteps approaching behind him.
She turned her head warily, only to see an unexpected face.
"Sister, why are you beating people again?" Lu Hanzhang asked with a smile as he pushed a crimson twenty-inch Samsonite shell box.
He Wan'er looked at her, and his mind was still a little unable to turn.
After more than ten seconds, her slightly open mouth closed, took the luggage in Lu Hanzhang's hand, and asked, "Lilia, why are you back?
"More on him later. ”
At the mention of that name, Lu Hanzhang's eyes were a little gloomy, but he immediately became happy again.
She couldn't help but be beaming with joy on her face, pulled He Wan'er's arm, and said, "He Yixiao said that you are going to marry Mo Chunshan, why didn't you tell me?"