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"General manager," she said helplessly, "you won't be able to sleep now with tea." ”

He sat down on the sofa with peace of mind and turned on the TV, "If you don't want to prepare it for me, it's okay if you don't drink it." You do things, I'll watch TV. ”

How could you not prepare it for him? Luo Shen boiled the water, picked a jasmine tea that could calm his nerves and help him sleep, brewed it and brought it to him.

"Dedicated to my distinguished guest, Mr. Mo Sichen. She said respectfully, and began to do what she had counted on her fingers.

The distinguished guest did not answer, looking at the beautiful flowers slowly unfolding in the glass teapot, and then looking at the woman wearing an apron and shuttling through the house like a little bee, this moment felt extremely relaxed and reassured.

Halfway through the pot of tea, the busy little bee didn't even take a serious look at him, and what was unequal was that his eyes were always on her, and now she had sorted out the refrigerator, and her pure and natural face was reflected in the light in the refrigerator, revealing a flushed luster.

"Secretary Luo, have you ever thought about getting a loveless marriage?" He seemed to have nothing to say, but he asked seriously.

She was cleaning the refrigerator door and replied nonchalantly, "I haven't thought about it." How can I get married if I don't love? I'm an emotional animal, and I can't get the company of someone I love, so I choose not to get married. How can two people who don't love each other have the confidence to go through such a long life together?"

He was not discouraged and continued to ask: "So, do you have an intimate relationship with someone you don't love?—— uh, especially between men and women...... The kind of ...... that is zero distance"

"Yes," she cut off his thoughts, her hands unstoppable, "didn't we happen?"

"Why do you have to be so frank!" he said, a little annoyed, for she said so lightly that she seemed so disrespectful of what had happened to them, "Have you never had a respectful attitude towards such a thing in your heart?"

"I am Huang Rong's view of love. She said, her voice unrelenting, "But you don't understand." ”

He didn't understand because he hadn't found the page yet. But he had to find that page.

He took the remote control and turned on the TV channel, and she finally finished tidying up the refrigerator, took off her apron and came out to stand in front of him.

"General manager, you should go back," she said, looking at the time, "it's eleven o'clock, and the first thing on the agenda tomorrow morning is the team meeting, and you have to give a briefing." ”

This is an eviction order, and he naturally understands it. But he only looked up at her unmoved.

Luo Shen's eyebrows frowned slightly, grabbing his wrist to pull him up, but how could a woman's strength be able to compete with a man who didn't want to move at all.

She tried harder, but he pulled her backhand, and wrapped his other hand around her waist, "I'll stay for a while." He pressed his face to her warm waist and whispered, "People who don't love each other can comfort each other, right?

She was silent, her body temperature ironing his cheeks.

A throbbing in his heart flashed, and he pressed the place where his palm was touching slightly, "Can I take a look at the wound here?"

She finally slowly raised her hand, slowly hugged his head, stroked his short hair with her fingers, and answered his question softly: "The wound is healed." ”

"Can I take a look?" he stubbornly demanded, "I want to see it." ”

She was wearing a slip on the skirt, and the wound could be seen just by lifting her blouse, but she didn't answer, and he didn't dare to move.

Luo Shen knew that agreeing was definitely not the right option, but she lifted the blouse on her back waist and slowly turned around.

Mo Sichen saw the long and terrifying pink scar on her snow-white skin, and couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, his fingers gently stroked it, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. "Occasionally, it itches." ”

"Didn't you apply the anti-scar ointment prescribed by the doctor?" he asked, "what about the scar?"

She didn't seem to care, "Stay, stay." Anyway, it's not an exposed part, so no one will see it. "It's a memorial," she said in her heart. Then she felt a warmth on her waist, and looked down in surprise to see that he had kissed the scar.

"Luo Shen," he stood up suddenly, hugged her from behind, his face with closed eyes pressed against her head, rubbed her soft hair, and whispered, "Let me be your antidote!"

She was silent for a long time before she said: "We are all patients, we can't be each other's antidote, and we may die of poison before the disease is cured." ”

It was the most astute refusal, he knew. He learned the lesson of Xia Xi's morning, and he didn't dare to easily arouse his enthusiasm and be ruthlessly extinguished by her, forcing himself to suppress his thoughts, just wanting to absorb the power from behind her, he needed the strength to declare war on that marriage contract.

Now he didn't want to tell her, he knew she would dissuade him, he didn't want to be a part of the obstacles on that road.

"Okay," he said, but he was just saying to himself, "I know the erection of Secretary Luo's mind." But I'll ask again in the future, and I hope that one day I can get a different answer. ”

Then he let go and walked to the door, and he didn't dare to look back, and waved his backhand at her before closing the door for her.

Luo Shen smiled bitterly, listening to the footsteps downstairs, she turned around and walked out of the balcony, watching him go out through the small gate in the small courtyard, and watching the white BMW turn around and disappear at the end of the long alley.

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Friday's inspection of the Chunxi Resort construction site was not Fang Lingsheng's temporary idea, he was also entrusted by the mayor to inspect the city's major investment projects, although the investment funds are raised by Chendong himself, but because it is related to the development of the local economy, the municipal government is very concerned.

"It's a pity that Secretary Luo really can't come with him," Fang Lingsheng said to Mo Sichen, who was accompanying him throughout the whole process, when he was about to return after seeing the construction site, "I saw that the people in the surrounding villages are so supportive of the construction of the resort, and I can write this report smoothly and with peace of mind." On behalf of the mayor, I would like to express my gratitude to Mr. Mo. ”

Mo Sichen sent Fang Lingsheng to his own car, and the driver had already opened the door and waited.

"Assistant Fang has worked hard, let's go back and rest early. Mo Sichen said.

Fang Lingsheng nodded, and said before getting into the car: "The farmer's dinner is very good, I think this can also be considered as a local feature to develop, so that the people can get more benefits." ”

Mo Sichen was stunned, the idea of the mayor's assistant coincided with Luo Shen, of course, he himself had already accepted this proposal, and the project book was also being produced.

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Mo Sichen had to admit that Ye Jiamei was indeed a high-spirited fighter, and after encountering such a rejection from him, she ran Liusha Road more often.

Because Grandpa's body has not fully recovered, he has to come back often, and the two will inevitably meet.

Today was the fourth time, and as soon as he entered the yard, he saw the red sports car, and without hesitation, he temporarily turned his direction and turned to the parking space on the other side of the Westinghouse.

Before dinner time, he really didn't want to meet Ye Jiamei at home and be caught by the elders asking about marriage, so he only changed his coat and went to the top of the building, intending to see through the dullness that he got up when he saw the red sports car at first glance.

But as soon as he reached the door at the top of the building, he heard a voice from above, it turned out that someone had already taken the lead here, so don't disturb.

I was about to turn around and leave, but I heard that the voice was actually Ye Jiamei, and the content of what she said really attracted his attention.

“…… Dad, Fang Lingsheng is still in the investigation period, and it is not certain whether he can pass in the end, why did you show your cowardice first?" Ye Jiamei seemed to be persuading something, and the object was her father, "In the past few weeks, I found out that he was investigating Si Chen's secretary, originally I was just guessing, but now I am sure that he has taken a fancy to Luo Shen......"

Mo Sichen, who was standing by the door, felt a tightening heart.

"Haha, Dad, is this a godsend?" Ye Jiamei was very proud, "Although he hasn't found out anything yet, I think his focus is not this, as long as they make substantial progress, it is a big handle and a double-edged sword." For the sake of this double-edged sword, I will look for opportunities to actively promote them. ”

Mo Sichen gritted his teeth and listened attentively.

“…… I have a copy of Luo Shen's employee file, I think the information of the assistant is not as comprehensive as I have gotten, I will send him a copy another day," Ye Jiamei said more and more proudly, "However, her information is not fully registered, and her background is not detailed, so it makes me even more curious about such a mystery." But she and I are from the same university, and I will go to the school to check next. ”

Mo Sichen's clenched fist loosened, turned around and left the door and went downstairs to sit next to his grandfather and talk to him, he stared at the old man for a long time, he had too many things to tell his grandfather, but now he couldn't say a word.

What does Ye Jiamei want to do? As far as he knows, Luo Shen's mystery is only because he was born an orphan and doesn't want to be known, but Ye Jiamei wants to investigate the school!

Is this woman going crazy?

However, when Ye Jiamei came down from upstairs, she looked calm, and saw that Mo Sichen also greeted generously, as if they had never had a conflict, and then sat on the other side of Mo Zhennan.

Mo Zhennan felt that Ye Jiamei had become more well-behaved recently, as if he had slowed down his temperament, and his temper was much more easy-going, and he would occasionally do something like helping to set up the dining table and chairs.

"Si Chen," the old man patted his grandson, and then patted his prospective granddaughter-in-law, "You will become the first male grandson of our family to start a family, I hope you will add a fourth generation to the Mo family as soon as possible." ”

Mo Sichen was suddenly slammed into his chest, choking in his throat in one breath.

"It's too early to say that, Grandpa," Mo Sichen withdrew his hand from Grandpa's palm, "I'd better see how dinner is prepared first." ”

Mo Zhennan nodded, "Go, the daughter-in-law will come in, and your mother's housework can be lightened a little, I'm really happy for her." ”

Mo Sichen paused in his footsteps, wanting to say something sarcastic, but he felt that it was meaningless.

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The fact that Luo Shen's file was leaked to Ye Jiamei made Mo Sichen no longer tolerate the loopholes in the company's personnel file management, and the first thing the company did the next day was to ask Luo Shen to notify all the employees of the personnel department to hold a meeting.