This night, sleeping in the mansion, Song Qiyue only had children by his side.

After waking up in the morning. It's a new week, and as usual, Song Qiyue is going to work at Mohs. She didn't hesitate, as always. When she left, she didn't say much to Aunt Xu, just asked her to accompany Yangyang well.

Stepping out of the mansion, Song Qiyue drove off.

Even if you want to find him to understand, in the final analysis, you have to find the talent. The suffocation pressed on his chest, and it could not be dissipated overnight. Today is Monday, and according to the itinerary from the secretary Qian Jue a few days ago, he will not leave today.

Song Qiyue's car drove a little fast. She headed for Mo's.

In the Jiuyuan Building, Qian Jue arrived, she knocked on the door and entered the office, a little suspicious. But I saw Mr. Mo sitting inside. He smoked a cigarette alone with his back to him.

As the secretary general of the General Manager's Office, Qian Jue has always arrived half an hour in advance, and Mo only goes to work at nine o'clock, while Mo Zhengyan usually has no special circumstances or meetings, Mo will never be late and will never arrive early. But today, he arrived earlier than Qian Jue. When she entered the building, she was surprised to learn from the security guard.

"Mr. Mo, are you so early today?" Qian Jue greeted.

Mo Zhengyan didn't speak, just said a silent "En".

"Then I'll make you a cup of coffee and come in." Qian Jue immediately withdrew, but it didn't take long. Coffee has been delivered. Fold it out and go back to the secretary's office to sort out the materials, and it took a long while. Then the call came in.

Song Qiyue asked over there, "Secretary Qian, has Mr. Mo arrived?" ”

Qian Jue replied, "Manager Song, Mr. Mo has already come to the company. ”

He has arrived!

Song Qiyue didn't stop, went straight up, and came to the general manager's office. She didn't stop when she passed the secretary's room, directly, without knocking on the door, she pushed the door in, broke into his office, and she walked straight to him.

The chair was reversed, and I couldn't see his front, but the smoke was swirling and exciting? between the information.

Song Qiyue suppressed it for a night, and when she saw him at this moment, she stepped forward and froze, and said in a cold voice, "Mo Zhengyan, what do you mean by asking Steward Cao to tell me!" ”

The chair with his back to her questioning finally turned over slowly, and his face turned to face her. Song Qiyue saw him, after a night interval, the time was not short, but it seemed to be very long, his expression was indifferent, there seemed to be nothing, but he couldn't see clearly, the emotion in his eyes seemed to have no emotion at all!

He looked at her with deep eyes, as if to attract her, looking at her face, looking at her eyes, staring at her, as if to look at her well.

Song Qiyue froze, such a light in her eyes would make her heart certain countless times.

In the next second, his thin cold lips moved, and his cold words were accusatory, "Do you have any rules, you don't know to knock on the door before you come in?" ”

It was his questioning that countered her head-on!

This really made Song Qiyue stunned, I didn't know to knock on the door? At this moment, he actually replied to her? Who cares about that door, now all this, her inquiry, in his eyes, is even less important than the knock on the door! No, maybe it's because, he doesn't care at all!

Song Qiyue trembled a little, her body, or her heart, she calmed down, telling herself to be calm, but what about it? 's voice still vented his troubled thoughts, "Mo Zhengyan, what right do you have to do this!" Why are you! By doing this, you are restricting your freedom! I have the right to take the child! Take him out and go anywhere! ”

"Of course I have the right." But he said, "I am the father of the child, and I have the right to protect his health." ”

Now he is claiming his identity repeatedly, did he think of it as early as the banquet? Song Qiyue didn't have time to take care of that banquet anymore, but she read another meaning from his words, "Protect his health?" Am I going to hurt my own children? I'm his mom! ”

"The child is still young, he needs someone to take care of him, and there are many people in the family, so you can rest assured." Mo Zhengyan said.

"Excuses! It's all your excuse! Song Qiyue shouted.

"Where are you going to take him away, and where are you going to stay? It's not convenient to stay anywhere. "Besides, even if you take him with you, you can't give the child the life-sustaining food he needs." ”

He said it so high-soundingly, Song Qiyue was stunned, born as a mother, but because she couldn't continue to breastfeed, the Mo family invited a special nurse early in the morning, and now the child is not yet one year old, and has not yet been weaned, and is growing.

"If the Mo family can give it, I can also give it!" Song Qiyue said angrily.

"You give it, but you can't give the best." Mo Zhengyan is the way.

She was not reconciled, "That's just you so for the best!" ”

"Don't keep arguing with me about this, you won't have a chance of winning, no matter where you go." He came with another sentence.

The best, what is the best, Song Qiyue couldn't tell the difference, she spoke up in the confusion, "What do you mean now, do you want me to agree to the divorce and then take away the custody of the child!" ”

"I didn't think so." His eyes froze, and his voice sank, "I advise you not to have such thoughts. ”

It's not a divorce, but she is not allowed to take the child away, and she says that it is okay to leave! Such a contradiction, it's all what he said, it's all him! Song Qiyue seemed to be forced into a corner by him, she gritted her teeth and said, "Then what do you mean now!" What exactly do you mean! ”

"I've made it very clear, the mansion is left to you." He said.

"Leave it to me? Ha, that's a good point. Song Qiyue smiled, "I can go, but the child can't let me take it away, it's so despicable for you to do this!" ”

"You don't have to go." Looking at her with a broken smile, he said, "That's it, it's not good." ”

Song Qiyue pursed her lips, "Mo Zhengyan, do you think you can do this?" ”

"Then give it a try and see if I can." Mo Zhengyan said lightly, "If I were you, I would choose to stay, so that I can still see the child, this is a smart choice." ”

Song Qiyue was completely speechless.

"Go ahead, it's almost time, it's time to go to work. Huber&Ranner projects still need you to be responsible, and you can't do it without you. Finally, he said so.

He seemed to be talking about the project, and more like he was talking about this scene, she was an absolutely good chess piece, and she couldn't do without her, her pursed lips moved, "Mo Zhengyan, count you ruthless!" ”

Song Qiyue didn't know how he left, but he just stood up and turned around in a moment.

Her figure disappeared resolutely, Mo Zhengyan sat on the chair, his hand, the fingers trembled slightly, stroked his forehead, and covered his face.

Qian Jue then came in to report the trip, she saw his side face with his frowning hands and his face, and asked with concern, "Mr. Mo, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"It's fine." Mo Zhengyan replied.

Here, Qian Jue reported the itinerary one by one, but the arrangements of two companies were heavy, she asked, "Mr. Mo, what do you say you want to do?" "Zhenyang Ji carries.

Mo Zhengyan didn't speak, but for a moment he muttered, "What to do, what do you say you want to do." ”

Qian Jue hesitated, but couldn't answer.

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Song Qiyue returned to the marketing department, she sat in the office and waited for a night, who would have thought that this would be the result after meeting him. Sitting here, she really can't settle down, what should she do?

However, the assistant came to remind, "Manager Song, Manager Cheng is already in the conference room, waiting for you to come over." ”

Only then did she come back to her senses, remembering that there was a meeting early this morning to discuss the first list of companies that would cooperate with the third party of the project.

Cheng Qingning, she is still there waiting for her to come over.

Song Qiyue stared at the moment, and she immediately picked up the document and got up. She's not going to back down, she's not going to leave, not right now.

In the conference room, Cheng Qingning and his assistant were already waiting.

Song Qiyue smiled in, the two looked at each other, but everything on the weekend seemed to have never happened, and no one really talked about it.

This scene, from the beginning, was silent like this, but they understood it thoroughly.

In the conference room, when the assistants beside him all retreated, and only the two of them were present, Song Qiyue looked at Cheng Qingning, her eyes must have been, and Cheng Qingning's eyes were also directed at her.

She looked at her and didn't speak for a long time, but that gaze made Cheng Qingning frown.

What kind of gaze is this, with a hint of a smile, as if everything has been seen through.

"Manager Song, what else do you have questions?" It was Cheng Qingning who took the lead.

Song Qiyue said with a smile, "It's nothing, I just just remembered it, so I wanted to ask Manager Cheng, if the ointment is enough, if it's not enough, I still have a lot of it, I can get you a few more." Manager Cheng's injury, after all, was injured because of me, no matter how much it takes. If it's easy to use and effective, then don't be polite, just say it directly. ”

"Manager Song is polite, in fact, it's just a small injury, and Mr. Mo cares too much, so he specially gave it to me, even if he doesn't need it, I'm embarrassed to refuse Mr. Mo's kindness, but he seems to have forgotten to tell you in advance, so he won't let Manager Song misunderstand, right?" Cheng Qingning asked with a smile.

"I told him a long time ago that good things should be shared with friends and be generous. He's just too enthusiastic, and because you've known each other for a long time, he's taking special care of him. Song Qiyue responded, "He's also afraid that I will think too much, so he brought it to Manager Cheng himself." ”

Cheng Qingning looked at each other with a smile, and Song Qiyue raised his eyebrows and said, "Actually, it's not the first love, isn't it that I once said that I liked it, and we were together." Manager Cheng, who you said doesn't have such a first love friend, don't you? ”

The hidden relationship, the relationship that they refuse to admit in front of outsiders, they used to be lovers, and now she completely reveals it with a word!

Song Qiyue smiled faintly, Cheng Qingning's face froze, she never thought that she would tell this relationship at this time, but she soon came back to her senses, and she was also indifferent, "It turns out that Mr. Mo talked about me to Manager Song." ”

"It's all in the past, and I think so, and I haven't talked too much." Song Qiyue thought back to everything, there really wasn't too much, everything was slowly discovered in her own dazedness, and at this moment of face-to-face, she suddenly realized that she had long hoped to come, just like this, without hypocritical cover-up, and face it thoroughly.

He thought that Mr. Li should not misunderstand, so he didn't mention it much. But the weekend's thing, I thought it was a game, but I didn't expect it to be because he saw that Manager Cheng accidentally almost wrestled, so he helped you, unfortunately I and Mr. Li arrived, and I saw it, and I hope that there was no misunderstanding between Manager Cheng and Mr. Li, if Mr. Li misunderstood, then we will be guilty. Song Qiyue chuckled softly.

The words were said in a tortuous and tactful manner, but Cheng Qingning heard it clearly, at this moment, since she could no longer hide, she did not continue, she fixed her eyes and said, "Manager Song, in fact, you and I both know, why do you bother to find these so-called reasons." ”

"On the night of the feast, I don't know how much you heard and how much you knew. But now, now that you know that he sent me the ointment in private, I guess you heard it all. Cheng Qingning said in such a decisive tone, "He will never talk about me with others, so now, there is no need to find a reason." ”

Song Qiyue's expression was transparent and safe, "Manager Cheng, I really don't want Mr. Li to misunderstand, but if you confess so frankly, then I don't need to cover it up, that's right, that night, Mr. Li and I did hear it." ”

"I just said that I won't let Manager Song misunderstand, now it seems that the person who misunderstood is Manager Song, you." Her gaze, along with her voice, pointed to Song Qiyue, "I'm the one who wants to take the blame, please don't misunderstand, although everything he has done, it's really hard not to misunderstand." ”

"My husband specially held a banquet, but it was to stimulate his ex's first love, and he just wanted her to regret it, Mrs. Mo, if I were you, I would probably die of sadness."

Cheng Qingning smiled, there was a winner's attitude, in that game, he was indeed the winner, there was nothing wrong, Song Qiyue raised his lips slightly, "So, do you regret it?" ”

She asked suddenly, and Cheng Qingning's smile narrowed. Breaking up with a wife: Wonderful

Do you regret it, do you regret it?

She laughed again and swore that she would say, "Didn't you hear it all?" No matter how good the banquet is, it can't stimulate me, of course I don't regret it, I said the same to him! ”

She smiled haughtily, the winner in this game was still her.

Song Qiyue's eyes sank and he spoke softly, "Since you don't regret it, why do you want to ask him again and again for an answer?" Why do you have to hear him from his mouth? And why provoke him until he admits that he is going to make you regret it? ”

"You succeeded, he admitted it, are you satisfied?" Song Qiyue's voice came softly, "At that time, you must have been very happy in your heart." ”

Cheng Qingning was silent, and suddenly smiled and said, "What do I have to be satisfied with, is that he wants to do these things to show me, these are not important to me at all!" I have a gentleman who is wholeheartedly devoted to me, and I still need to be glad that he said so? ”

"Why aren't you glad, he still remembers you, so many years, you're so lucky!"

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