Chapter VIII

"Alright." Mo Zishu put away her phone and successfully got her file bag.

Yan Haikuan's face was devastated, and he agreed so quickly, "Shushu, go back later, I'll let my grandson add you too, in case you can't find me sometimes, you can also find my grandson." ”

Yan Haikuan didn't bother to comply, if someone started, he wouldn't die too miserably.

"It doesn't matter, by the way, help me take a week off from our homeroom teacher during the week of school, and I have something to deal with." Mo Zishu didn't take these things to heart, and sat on the chair and said lazily.

"What's the matter, is it safe?" Yan Haikuan was a little nervous, and his first sentence was not to ask why, but to care about Mo Zishu's safety.

Mo Zishu glanced at Yan Haikuan coldly, and a faint warning was mixed in her beautiful eyes, and she was silent.

Yan Haikuan also realized that this question was not right, and immediately changed his direction: "What are you going to do, I have to take a week's leave before school starts, don't you take me seriously." ”

Mo Zishu was speechless, should you be so eager to cover up.

Fu Qingyuan did not participate in their discussion, but the expressions of Na Chuan and the director of the teaching office were a match.

"Well, I don't need to be here." Mo Zishu raised her chin and looked at her file on the table.

"Let's go, let's go, where are you going, I'll send you." Yan Haikuan had expected that she was an impatient master, so he simply didn't persuade her, saving trouble.

"I'll give you a call." As she spoke, Mo Zishu walked out, and when she bypassed Fu Qingyuan, a clear fragrance leisurely penetrated into her nose, and she felt a little familiar inexplicably.

She didn't think much about it, and after talking outside for a minute or so, she came in, "JS Technology Building, let's go."

When I came out, only the teacher in the teaching office was busy.

"Where are you going?" Yan Haikuan asked, he thought it was this girl's friend.

Who knew that Mo Zishu turned his head and said casually: "My brother."

The hair held by a hairpin was not scattered in the gentle breeze, only the hair of the sideburns was a little flying, and the thin cheeks could not cover her amazing face, especially the eyes that put no one in their hearts, indifferent and deep, and there was even a trace of sadness in the innermost part, as if no one could enter her heart.

Fu Qingyuan looked at those eyes, looking deeply, and when that brief gaze converged, he saw it, saw the sadness that was buried deep in her heart, his heart was touched fiercely, and a sense of familiarity came to his heart.

Yan Haikuan didn't know Mo Zishu's family situation, they also checked it at that time, and there was simple surface information, but when they checked it deeply, it was either blank or encrypted, and they never checked it again.

"Let's go." Mo Zishu's lukewarm voice floated from a distance, a little ethereal.

Sitting in the car, Mo Zishu asked Yan Haikuan: "The grandson of the old man Fu just now looks so marked, how is your grandson." ”

"Eh, my grandson must be good, he is younger than the old man's grandson, do you want to add a WeChat appointment to come out to play." Yan Haikuan thought that Mo Zishu was interested in others, and he was nervous, and he couldn't wait to take her home to meet people now.

"WeChat can be added, just play, I still have something to do." Mo Zishu shook his head and refused.

"Are you going back?" Although Yan Haikuan was disappointed, he was more concerned about where Mo Zishu was going.

"Sort of, it's not where it used to be, anyway." Mo Zishu took out a piece of chewing gum from her pocket and put it in her mouth, and the fragrance of chewing gum covered her entire mouth after a while.

"Okay, then do you want to tell those old men about your return?" Yan Haikuan saw that Mo Zishu didn't want to say much, so he didn't ask much.

"Whatever you want, in case you come to me for something." Mo Zishu raised her slender eyebrows, and a wicked smile appeared in her eyes.

"Big brother, what do you think, I really want it." Nachuan looked like he had seen a ghost all the way.

"Questions?" Fu Qingyuan glanced at Na Chuan lightly, and his cold gaze became even more cold and unfathomable in the dim space.

"Of course there's a problem, she's the only woman in your WeChat." Na Chuan didn't pay attention to Fu Qingyuan's gaze, and at the same time sent a message in a group called "FS" on WeChat on his mobile phone.

"Brothers, the eldest brother added a woman's WeChat." Na Chuan, with a shocked expression on his back.

"Damn, it's so exciting." Shen Nancheng

"How's it looking, is it good-looking?" Strict its

"Why did the eldest brother add her?" Murong Ling

"Let me tell you, Yan Qi, your grandfather is going to let you add her today, and she is a hot commodity in the eyes of the old men." Na Chuan said again, and by the way, he was strict with him.

"I don't dare to rob a woman with my eldest brother." Yan Qi made a crying expression.

"Let's not talk about it yet, big brother looks at his phone." Na Chuan glanced at Fu Qingyuan quietly, put away his mobile phone and looked out the window.

Fu Qingyuan was indeed looking at his phone, but he didn't pay attention to the group message, but went to see Mo Zishu's WeChat, and she had already sent a message to "Mo Zishu"

What makes him find interesting is that her WeChat name is capitalized "ZS", and her avatar is also "ZS" with black font on a white background

Looking at her circle of friends again, he sent a few pictures and there was nothing else, he didn't look at those pictures, and quickly turned off his mobile phone.

"Do you want to go up together?" Mo Zishu looked at the high-rise buildings in front of him, the sunlight was really dazzling, and the huge words "JS Technology Company" were shining golden, not like Mo Jun's style.

"No, I'm going to go back and watch my grandson add you on WeChat." Yan Haikuan waved his hand, said a word to Mo Zishu and left,

“。。。。。。。” Mo Zishu was speechless.

Then, Mo Zishu walked into the "JS Technology Company" with his feet raised.

"I'm looking for Mo Jun." Mo Zishu came to the front desk and spoke lightly.

"Miss, do you have an appointment?" One of the young ladies at the front desk asked politely.

"Yes, I had a brief conversation with him this morning." Mo Zishu pushed a trace of hair behind her ear, looking lazy.

Another front desk lady immediately looked at Mo Zishu's eyes and said in a strange manner: "Who dares to come here." ”

"Miss, are you sure?" The front desk lady from before continued to ask politely, and it was normal to look at Mo Zishu's eyes.

"Oh, Murong Qin, what else are you talking to her, come to our president, aren't you just some little lovers, just drive them out." Another front desk lady looked at Mo Zishu's overly beautiful face, and her heart was jealous, and her eyes seemed to be dirty as if she was looking at a girl.

Mo Zishu looked at the front desk lady coldly, her eyes were calm and deep, as if she was in an abyss wrapped in endless darkness.