Chapter Ninety-Five: Heavy Thoughts
When there was a long cold war at home, Mo Qingjuan couldn't stand it anymore, and the family doctor came to check it out, saying that after she was in good health, she went back to work directly.
"Sister Mo, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you getting better?" As soon as Mo Qingwan appeared in the company, a colleague who had a good relationship with her stepped forward and asked with concern.
The fact that she was kidnapped and injured was sealed by Mu Yunxuan, and there was no rumor, so colleagues only knew that she took leave and didn't come to work because she had a serious illness.
Facing the concern of his colleagues, Mo Qingwan smiled softly and replied: "It's better, I'm bothering you for a while, I haven't been here for so long, and I've increased your workload." β
She scratched at her hair in embarrassment.
But my colleague didn't care at all, waved his hand and said, "See, what's going on, is it possible that you are sick, we still have to whip you with that little leather whip, while shouting: Hurry up and work, hurry up and work? β
Mo Qingwan was amused by her colleague's analogy, she covered her mouth, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "I haven't seen you for a while, why do you feel that your mouth is more neat, ah?"
"That's," my colleague didn't think there was anything, and was very proud, "My boyfriend was often cried and howled by me, saying that he was young and naΓ―ve, and he didn't look at people lightly, but he didn't expect to find a powerful mouth." β
Hearing her say this, Mo Qingwan could already imagine what the object of her colleague who was crying and howling looked like.
Looking at each other and smiling, neither of them could help laughing.
"Oh, I didn't say it, Sister Mo, I always feel that something is missing when you don't come, but I can't say it, now that you're here, I finally know that there is one less person to accompany me, and my mouth is lonely!"
"You're enough, it's not suitable for you with such a sweet mouth," Mo Qingwan pretended to be unbearable, "Work quickly, otherwise you will have to cry to death if you can't keep up for a while." β
"Hmph, where do I have such a weak chicken!" the colleague expressed his grievances, and then buried his head in indignation and began to make a report.
Mo Qingwan smiled, and she wasn't funny anymore. Looking at the piles of papers on his desk, he also began to deal with things. After two hours, after sorting out the reports, she picked out a few special ones from them and reluctantly went upstairs.
was dealing with things, and when he heard a knock on the door, Mu Yunxuan didn't raise his head and said, "Please come in." β
"Mr. Mu. Mo Qingwan walked in expressionlessly.
Hearing this voice, Mu Yunxuan stopped what he was doing, raised his head suddenly, and saw Mo Qingxuan, his heart couldn't help jumping, but his face was also expressionless.
So Mo Qingxuan, who was expressionless, explained his intention to Mu Yunxuan, who was also expressionless, as quickly as he could: "Here are a few sorted out reports that you need to see and sign in person, please do it as soon as possible." β
After saying that, he didn't give one more look, and went out directly.
"Mo, Qing, Wan!" Mu Yunxuan could be said to be very gritted his teeth, and the pen in his hand directly punctured the paper of the document.
He was so angry, Mo Qingwan not only came to work without consulting her, but he didn't even have a good face when he saw him!
The more Mu Yunxuan thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally he was so angry that after pouring a cup of coffee, he worked with a stomach full of anger and water.
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"Zhengyu, will you go shopping with me~ okay?" Ling Junying pursed her lips and hugged Le Zhengyu's arm and said coquettishly.
If it had been before, Le Zhengyu might have been very impatient, but for a while, Ling Junying took care of him wholeheartedly, and still smashed a gap in his hard heart, after all, his heart was not made of stones.
Seeing that she was obsessed with herself, he finally eased his face, and his eyes were a little gentle: "Okay, I'll accompany you." He knows that unrequited love for someone is not pleasant.
He couldn't give Ling Junying a love, which made him feel guilty, but he could do his best to be kind to her.
Ling Junying, who originally thought that it would take a long time for people to agree, was very surprised to hear his answer without hesitation, she looked at Le Zhengyu's eyes, and there was even a trace of tenderness in her eyes that did not dissipate, and her heart was simply happy.
She thought that she had finally made him like her, so she said very happily: "What you said, don't regret it!"
"Do I look good in this?" Ling Junying came out of the fitting room, posed for Le Zhengyu, and asked with a wink.
Le Zhengyu was thinking about something, and when he heard this voice, he nodded perfunctorily, and his eyes were not on Ling Junying's clothes.
In this regard, Ling Junying stepped forward dissatisfiedly and muttered to him: "What are you thinking, how do you feel that you have been very wrong recently!"
She always looked preoccupied, so she wouldn't be thinking about Mo Qingwan again! But Ling Junying didn't dare to say anything about this conjecture.
"I didn't think about anything, I just thought about the company. Le Zhengyu casually explained a reason.
In fact, he was thinking about Mo Qingwan's matter, he felt that he was very entangled, and he knew that he was already very guilty about Ling Junying, but he still couldn't let go of Mo Qingwan.
When he used to be in college, he often came here with Mo Qingwan to buy clothes, and at that time she always asked herself if she looked good, and now that she is in this place, it is inevitable that she will be a little thoughtful.
"Since you're thinking about business, then I'll let you go. Ling Junying pretended to be generous, she looked at Le Zhengyu's absence from the line, and she didn't have the heart to try on clothes, so she wrapped a few pieces casually and pulled someone out to buy ice cream.
"As a punishment, you line up, I want matcha flavor!" Ling Junying sweetly commanded Le Zhengyu and asked him to line up for himself at this Internet celebrity ice cream.
Le Zhengyu was ashamed of her in his heart, so he naturally responded, and patiently lined up behind the long line.
He looked around a little absentmindedly, and after watching, he suddenly rushed out of the team, grabbed a woman and shouted, "Mo Qingxuan?"
The woman who was pulled back in confusion and said with a smile: "This handsome guy, did you recognize the wrong person?"
"Yes, I'm sorry to bother you, I admit I was wrong. Le Zhengyu said apologetically, and then stayed where he was, frowning.
He felt that he was evil, how could he rush out when he saw a person with a back image of Mo Qingwan, he had already done something like that to Mo Qingwan, it was impossible for her to forgive herself anymore...... His smile was bitter at the thought of this.
But while he was bitter, Ling Junying, who was not far away, was also bitter. She watched him rush out, and also heard the sound of Mo Qingwan, and her face turned pale at that time. No wonder, no wonder he's always been preoccupied lately, and he was absent-minded just now, so he was thinking about her......