Su Nianan pursed her lips tightly and said nothing. The computer has been blacked out because no one has been operating it for a long time.

Han Mochen put down his mobile phone and tentatively chatted with Su Nian'an: "Did you see those photos?" The voice was cautious, he didn't want to let the two of them go back to the kind of tense appearance as soon as they met.

"Isn't it surprising? I'll keep it all, because it's a memory between us. Without getting a response from Su Nian'an, Han Mochen said to himself, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked.

"After we were separated, I would occasionally look at the photos. How good we were at that time...... Speaking of this, Han Mochen's voice lowered, and he didn't know who he was asking: "How did it become like this?"

He was half-hung and his face was a little pale. Su Nianan was always silent, and even a superfluous look was stingy to Han Mochen.

"Why didn't you speak, didn't you feel touched at all?" Han Mochen muttered to himself for a while, but found that Su Nianan still had a cold face, and couldn't help but raise his voice, and his tone was a little angry.

"This is our memory, between us, not me!" Under the suppression of the past few days, coupled with Su Nian'an's cold war, Han Mochen finally lost control of his emotions and yelled at Su Nian'an.

Su Nianan stood up and wanted to leave, but Han Mochen pulled her hard, turned on the computer, and those photos of the past appeared in front of the two of them again.

It was a picture of youth, but simple and beautiful. But in Su Nian'an's eyes at this time, it was full of irony. Su Nianan turned his head away, and his eyes without a trace of nostalgia completely stung Han Mochen.

"It's like this again! It's like this again!" Han Mochen forgot to take into account the strength in his hand, and grabbed Su Nian'an's wrist fiercely: "Su Nian'an, sometimes I wonder if you have a heart!"

"Do you have this indifferent attitude no matter what I do?"

Su Nian'an's wrist hurt, biting her lip and still not saying a word, Han Mochen forcefully broke her jaw, and a domineering kiss fell involuntarily.

Su Nianan struggled hard, but he couldn't break free from Han Mochen's shackles. Is this what he promised to let go? Su Nianan suddenly felt desolate in his heart, looking at Han Mochen's eyes like a pool of stagnant water, without any feelings hidden in it.

She didn't speak, but some words didn't need words. Sometimes a glance reveals much more information.

"Okay, very good!" Han Mochen laughed angrily, his kiss was so unbearable in Su Nian'an's eyes, and she even had a child with another man.

After saying these words, Han Mochen didn't say a word anymore and strode away. Han Mochen's roar in the room gradually dissipated, and Su Nian'an thought of his injured expression before leaving, and his heart tightened for a moment, but it was quickly suppressed.

So be it. Su Nianan thought that it had come to this point, at least in the near future, Han Mochen should not come to pester her.

Looking back at the computer, Su Nianan clicked the mouse, and the screen in standby soon lit up, still those ironic photos.

In reality, what is the meaning of those so-called memories? Su Nianan stared at himself and Han Mochen in the photo, his eyes dimmed imperceptibly, and then, without hesitation, he deleted them all, and the entire album suddenly became blank.

See, memories are such fragile things. Su Nianan looked at the blank screen for a while, and only came back to his senses after a while and turned off the computer.

At this time, there was chaos in the headquarters of the DUS Perfume Group Company. Han Mochen hasn't been to the company for several days, and some small things can still be handled by assistants and employees, but several big projects have to wait for Han Mochen to make a decision.

"This document needs to be signed by Mr. Han. The secretary sent a stack of papers.

"The project planning for cooperation with the French brand has been done, and Mr. Han needs to take a look. "The head of the planning department came over and asked for instructions.

"I have a cooperation I want to talk to Mr. Han, I don't know when Mr. Han will be free?"

"When will Mr. Han come back, my project will start next week, and if I don't fight for it, I won't have a chance. The manager of the marketing department urged.

……

In Han Mochen's office, the assistant, who had always handled things tightly and orderly, was very busy, looking at the mountains of documents in front of him, his head was almost two big.

"All of them will be postponed and dealt with when Mr. Han comes back. ”

The assistant waved his hand helplessly, and finally sent away the employees who came to ask about Mr. Han's situation, took out his free time to wipe the sweat on his head, and asked the secretary on the side: "Mr. Han still doesn't answer the phone?"

Before the secretary could answer, there was a busy sound on the phone. The secretary shook his head and pressed the receiver down.

The assistant suddenly wailed. In the past few days, Mr. Han didn't know how to do it, so he threw down a sentence and asked him to look at it and never came to the company again, and the result was that he was miserable.

It's okay to do some small things, how dare he be a little assistant to deal with some big projects without authorization, if something happens, the company will lose a fraction of it, and he can't afford to pay it.

Two days ago, Mr. Han was able to give him some instructions on the phone, but today is good, the phone was turned off all day, but there are a few projects that are due today, and he is in a hurry to deal with it, and he can't find anyone anymore, and the assistant's hair is gray.

"I really can't do it, so I have to give up. The assistant couldn't afford to take this risk, and seeing that he couldn't contact Han Mochen, he had to choose to be on the safe side.

was about to call to inform, but saw Han Mochen's figure appear at the door.

"Mr. Han, you are back! These projects are waiting for you to decide!" The assistant hurriedly greeted him, only to feel that Han Mochen's cold face looked particularly good at this time.

"You haven't answered the phone, and I don't dare to assert myself, and I'm almost about to give up...... It's good that you came back in time!" the assistant wiped his sweat and chattered, not noticing Han Mochen's cold face.

"I see, you get out. A cold gaze swept over the assistant, and the assistant came back to his senses, and the president was in a bad mood!"

"Yes. Don't dare to say anything, the assistant lowered his head, walked out, walked to the door, suddenly turned around as if he remembered something, and said stubbornly: "Mr. Han, the top documents must be dealt with today." ”

"Hmm. With a low response, Han Mochen started working directly. The assistant breathed a sigh of relief, and the president was back, so he didn't need to worry about it.

These days, guarding Su Nian'an, Han Mochen didn't care about the company's affairs, and the backlog of work was not small. But at this time, he didn't feel tired at all, maybe only by numbing himself with work, he wouldn't think about her.