The night sky in September is dark ink.

The lights in the Mo Mansion were bright, and when they entered from the vestibule, the street lights were on all the way, as if they were waiting for someone.

The housekeeper had already known each other, and as soon as he saw her coming, he immediately said, "Miss Song, Mr. is in the study." ”

"Thank you." Song Qiyue smiled politely at him, and she looked up at the staircase.

There was a strong feeling at the top of the spiral staircase, as if he was waiting there.

Waiting for her arrival.

The door of the study is closed, and every time Song Qiyue enters, she doesn't like to knock on the door, she always likes to play surprise attacks. And today, she was no exception, she turned her hand down and went in easily. It's just that today's pace is not as light and light as it used to be.

The study was bright, and Song Qiyue saw him as soon as he pushed the door.

Mo Zhengyan didn't sit at the desk, he was sitting on the sofa today, sitting on a three-person-wide couch in the center. The white shirt with a pair of trousers was simple and handsome, and the sleeves were rolled up by him at will, but they could be folded into neat edges, so meticulous.

He was also wearing a tie, and the eagle-eye tie clip on the tie was still wearing.

With a book in his hand, he used to wear glasses when he was alone.

Under the light, a gentle side face is very charming.

Song Qiyue didn't pounce on him anymore to make trouble for him, she came to the opposite side of him and sat down slowly.

That position seems to have been vacated a long time ago, ready for her.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, there is a stack of newspapers, both at home and abroad, there is a financial business, the top one, is today's front-page report - the bidding results of the Haicheng undersea tunnel project, the flowers have been on the Mohs for a long time!

Song Qiyue picked up the newspaper, she looked at the report copy, and said with a smile, "Look, I really said it right, in the end, Mo's won the bid." ”

"I thought the transcription would win the bid." He didn't raise his eyes, looked at the book and smiled.

"Mo's strength is so strong, how can it win it with the current Huicheng?"

"There is some truth in what you said before, you can't say anything accurately, maybe Huicheng is a dark horse." He went around in circles, using her words to return a tooth for a tooth.

Song Qiyue said a few words to him, she put down the newspaper gently, looked at him and said, "You know it from the beginning." ”

"Know what." His voice was suspicious, but it was in a declarative tone.

"The purpose of my visit to you is to obtain confidential information about Mohs on this project." Only then did she realize that it was too tiring to talk to him, and she admired his ability to be quiet, and she didn't want to go around anymore and directly broke this layer of paper.

He turned the page, and it was the rustling of the pages, "Congratulations, you've made it." ”

That careless attitude really forced Song Qiyue to make a move, she suddenly got up, leaned forward, snatched the book in his hand, raised her hand again, and threw it aside!

The book streaked through the air, a parabola, and finally landed on the floor with a "pop-" and a heavy, muffled sound.

At the same time, Mo Zhengyan slowly raised his head, and finally looked at her, "It's successful, aren't you happy?" ”

Song Qiyue looked at him, although she smiled, her voice was calm, "It turns out that you already knew, why didn't you expose me?" ”

"You love to play so much, I'll just play with you." Mo Zhengyan lightly picked up the tie and gently held the clip up, the posture was exactly the same as in the video before, "This tie clip, I like it very much, niece July, where did you get such a high-tech thing." ”

"Goshawk's eagle eye, it's really good to be a camera, you designed it?" He asked with a smile.

The tie was clipped in front of her, and the eagle eyes were like sharp eyes.

Just like his eyes, he had long known how to see through her.