Xiao Liu thought that a ruthless character like his fourth master who killed his brother and father could save a woman from his best partner, he must be the other party's heart and want to get along, even if it is a try.

Even Long Zhan, who had felt that Xiao Liu was going crazy since the morning, thought so, but as a result, a pool of rippling water returned to calm, as if it was just a breeze blowing, and there was no trace.

Mo Mingjin ordered gloomily, once he saw Fang Xinyu near Yaotai, he immediately blasted away, he didn't want to see her.

Xiaoliu was very puzzled, and he was quick to ask why. Long Zhan was silent, bowing his head as if he was contemplative, but not as if he was not, and quickly pulled the fool out of the office to escape from the gun.

Mo Mingjin squinted at the document, and the dense words upset him. He frowned, raised his hand and tossed it aside, turning on the computer.

Slender hands moved quickly on the keyboard, and the computer screen showed that a row of typos had appeared at some point. Mo Mingjin's deep eyes were gloomy, and the wind and rain were coming, he rudely picked up the water cup and drank it all, and when he put it down, there was a "bang" sound, and the crystal cup shattered, with a trace of blood on it.

He finally realized that it wasn't the work annoyance.

It's really tiring to sit in this position, but in the past few years, he has long been used to it.

Mo Mingjin sat on the chair and slid to the floor-to-ceiling window, he looked at the sun in the distance, and repeatedly told himself that this was not a good phenomenon.

He kept himself busy, and even for this, he went on a business trip to the United States for a week.

Fang Xinyu has not been to Yaotai International again, the school has a final exam, and she has left the course to make up. Huo Siyi didn't look for trouble anymore, she was smooth in Yezun, Sister Zhang said with a pleasant face that it was not easy for her to work hard outside as a student, and she gave an extra 5,000 yuan in salary.

Fang Xinyu didn't refuse, she knew that the money was rising.

When Mo Mingjin came back a week later, the driver was already waiting outside the airport. Long Zhan followed and got into the car and asked respectfully: "Fourth Master, go back to the company or Moyu Manor?"

Mo Mingjin rubbed his eyebrows, and the driver looked in the rearview mirror of the car, and was surprised to find that there were faint bags under his deep eyes. Mo Mingjin closed his eyes: "Go to that Western restaurant in Ningjiu District." ”

The driver was stunned for a moment, and then said yes. Long Zhan's expression changed slightly...... There is a Lanjiang Experimental University in Ningjiu District, which is diagonally opposite the Western restaurant.

This is a membership-only Western restaurant, the price is particularly high, and the people who come are either rich or expensive. Mo Mingjin has chartered a box here for many years, with elegant atmosphere and prosperous scenery.

He ordered his meal and looked out the window, and Long Zhan was standing behind him, unable to catch his gaze. But coincidentally, you can see quite a few floors of the campus.

Mo Mingjin stared at one place for a long time, it was the fifth floor. Fang Xinyu was sitting in the corridor with a sketchpad in front of him. She wears a white down jacket and has long silky hair. Today, the sun is very good, and the golden yellow coats her with a warm light and shadow, and he suddenly thinks of eight words: the beauty is picturesque, and the years are quiet.

There were a lot of students in the school, and because of the distance, she looked like ants, but he clearly caught her.

The meal lasted two hours, and Long Zhan wondered what he was looking at. Fang Xinyu left from the door of the studio, and after a while, she went to the stall at the school gate to buy two sweet potatoes.

Mo Mingjin thought that she really loved to eat this bite.

After Fang Xinyu finished buying, he turned around and accidentally ran into a boy who was fighting. The drawing paper in her hand fell to the ground, and the boy helped her pick it up, and one of them was blown under the car of the vendor next to her.

She was embarrassed because there were a lot of people buying fried noodles at that house. After a moment's hesitation, she gave up.

Mo Mingjin put down his knife and fork, ignoring even the usual table manners. Long Zhan followed him out, and his heart was even more inexplicable.

When he stopped in front of the fried noodle stall, asked the boss to move to the side with a cold face, and picked up a piece of drawing paper from underneath, Long Zhan finally knew the reason.

It was Mo Mingjin on it, although only one outline was drawn, acquaintances could still tell that it was him.