Chapter 395: Ink Depth of Field: If you don't speak, it's very beautiful and pleasing to the eye
Mo Jingshen glanced at her as if he was not emotional, obviously not wanting to eat.
Ji Nuan stood in this familiar office room, the man in front of him was no longer as clear and gentle as he once was, and his whole body exuded obvious alienation and indifference.
Ji Nuan could see his dissatisfaction from his eyes, so he smiled very consciously: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to pester you, Mr. Mo can be regarded as the person in charge of my small studio, after you invested 200 million yuan for us at the beginning, come over and stutter to you, Lord Benton, don't you think about it from another angle?"
After speaking, she suddenly turned around and walked to his rest room: "You can eat what you want, I'll go to your rest room and take away all the clothes you used to buy for me in the closet." β
Then she walked in without looking back.
It was as if he was just passing by his office.
The rest room was still the same as before, the room was silent, turned on the light, and the completely masculine rest area in cold tones was right in front of her eyes, Ji Nuan walked straight to the wardrobe, opened the cabinet, and sure enough, he saw that so many clothes he had prepared for himself were still here.
If a person really hates another person completely, I am afraid that even the existence of the other party will feel disgusted.
He has lived here since he was busy in the company, and he has lived in the company for a long time recently, but none of her things have been thrown away, they are all intact, and they are even kept in the closet.
Ji Nuan didn't rush to collect things, took a step back, retreated to the edge of the bed and sat down, and raised his eyes to look at the clothes in the cabinet.
The office outside the door was very quiet, and I didn't know if Mo Jingshen had drunk porridge, but Secretary Ke said that he had been busy until now, and if he really refused to accept her kindness, he could only call Shen Mu and ask him to contact the nearby hotel to make some food and send it over.
Now Ji Nuan did what she thought of, and after calling Shen Mu, she didn't care whether Mo Jingshen would eat it or not, she just sat on the bed and stared at the clothes in the cabinet.
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The air conditioner in the office has been adjusted to the most comfortable temperature by Ji Nuan, Mo Jingshen watched the bowl of porridge being placed on the desk alone, and after a long time, he put down the pen in his hand, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
Then Mo Jingshen received a call from the United States: "Mr. Mo ...... Su Zhilan committed suicide in prison...... Fortunately, we found it in time and barely saved her life when she was taken to the hospital, but the medical conditions in the prison were so poor that she coughed up blood only yesterday and kept clamoring to see you or talk to you on the phone......"
The man's hand rubbing his eyebrows was put down, and there was no joy or anger between the lines, but he spoke calmly but with a chilling indifference: "Why, now the police department in Los Angeles has reached such a point that a person who is trying to make trouble inside can't control it?"
"This ......" The person on the other side of the phone was drenched in cold sweat: "Mr. Mo, the Su family can't save her now, but Su Zhilan said that he used to be your fiancΓ©e, I think she can't stand the suffering at all, she has lost a lot of weight, and she says that she wants to see you every day, and we will deal with it as someone else, but she has ...... with you after all."
Mo Jingshen's tone was light: "For this kind of unruly person inside, deal with it in your original way." β
"Then in her current state, if she dies here one day, we are afraid of ......"
"In the future, there is no need to tell me anything about this Miss Su, whether she is dead or alive, she is to blame, and she has nothing to do with others. β
After hanging up the phone, Mo Jingshen turned his eyes to look at the door of the rest room.
Ji Nuan has been in for a while, but he hasn't come out.
After a while, the man got up, stepped out with long legs, pushed open the door and walked in, stepped into the cold-colored rest room, and in a blink of an eye saw the woman who had just come in and said that she was going to take away her clothes, but actually fell asleep directly on his bed.
Seeing that she had obviously been sitting at the end of the bed, and then lying back and falling asleep like this, the man bypassed the big bed, walked unhurriedly to the window, and closed the curtain of the floor-to-ceiling window with his left hand, covering all the neon lights outside.
Then he turned his eyes to look at the open wardrobe, those clothes that belonged to her were hung safely inside, taking up half of the space, he didn't feel an eyesore when he lived here every day, and after being checked by a woman at this moment, Mo Jingshen finally felt that it was inappropriate, and was about to take off the clothes inside, but as soon as his hand touched one of them, he paused.
With a "bang", the man closed the cabinet door directly, and when he closed the door, his hands were still empty, and he did not remove any of them.
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Ji Nuan didn't expect that he would fall asleep in Mo Jingshen's office.
She was obviously about to pack her clothes, but she actually sat and fell asleep.
After waking up, I closed my eyes for a long time before I had the courage to open my eyes, and when I moved, I found that I was still lying down like this at the end of the bed, and my legs were hanging behind the end of the bed, and I was already a little numb because of this position.
"Shhh
The tall man standing in front of the window turned around: "Awake?"
Ji Nuan was stunned, but he didn't expect him to be there, turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a man standing not far away.
He put one hand into the trouser pocket of his trousers, wearing the same trousers and shirt that he couldn't find the slightest wrinkle in last night, and was standing there, with the morning light outside the window on his back, looking down at her faintly, standing against the light at such an angle, as if he was inlaid with a layer of gold edge, but he couldn't see his expression clearly.
Ji Nuan looked at him like this, and gave birth to an indescribable trance in a few seconds.
However, the man was in a trance when she thought that he was still her ink depth of field, and her thin lips pulled out a little bit of a smile, but the smile was too cold: "Although you really want to play this kind of warm card to find memories in front of me, but you have to remember clearly, I have no amnesia, and I don't need you to remind me of all the beauty or warmth that happened in the past, and it is a waste of time and feelings to move me in this way." β
He might as well not speak, just standing here like this, she can still have a sweet dream.
One sentence shattered her dream again.
Ji Nuan closed his eyes, opened them again, sat up, raised his hand and rubbed his hair, and said a little tiredly: "I have been doing physical work in the new office building for the past few days, and I didn't expect to be able to fall asleep sitting here." When she said this, she was a little mocking herself: "Mo Jingshen, if you don't speak, it really makes people feel very beautiful and pleasing to the eye, but now as soon as you open your mouth, you will poke directly into people's hearts." β
"Really?"
She smiled, "Don't you think it yourself?"
The man just looked at her lightly and didn't say anything more. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?