"That's smart." Mo Yan praised Wang Chengyou with a smile.

As soon as she recalled that scene, she couldn't help but laugh like crazy.

Especially Sister Yuanzi brought by Mr. Fan, her eyes were about to fall out. She pointed at Mo Yan and opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound, which perfectly represented everyone's surprise and surprise.

Wang Chengyou can't laugh at it.

"By the way, where are you hurt?"

Wang Chengyou pointed his finger at his heart: "You want to work and don't want a boyfriend, it's already dying." ”

Mo Yan smiled and said, "Are you my boyfriend?" ”

At the end of the third year of high school, when the summer vacation before the start of college, Wang Chengyou took a lot of effort and told her "euphemistically" that because his family was against it, they could not fall in love in the four years of college, and could only be underground lovers. This incident really hurt Mo Yan very much.

It was so easy for her to face this head-on.

Unexpectedly, Wang Chengyou's face changed after hearing this.

"I'm not your boyfriend? I can't wait to spend every weekend at Jinqiao College, I care about your joys and sorrows, I am familiar with the changes in your life, I have read every one of your textbooks, whether the classmates in your class have seen it or not, I know every name, I am not your boyfriend? ”

Mo Yan suppressed the smile on her face, and said with a straight face: "In my heart, you are." But. It was you who told me that you can't be my boyfriend openly. ”

Wang Chengyou had no choice but to get angry. At the moment of anger, he didn't think for any reason, no wonder there was a war to "be famous". The name is right, and it can be said well.

This topic can't go on, so let's change it.

"You promised me that I wouldn't get along with Wenhao in private."

"Yes, that's why Mr. Fan is here today."

It's so uncomfortable to run into walls everywhere and get angry!

Wang Chengyou has a thousand or ten thousand unhappy hearts in his heart, and in the face of Mo Yan, he can't express any of them.

"Are you really going to take over his company?"

"Uh-huh."

"You're not afraid of losing too much money and making it difficult to repay your debts?"

"I'm so incompetent in your eyes?" Mo Yan fought back.

"Did the writer tell you that you are different, amazingly talented, and with a little exercise, you can become a business pride?"

Mo Yan looked at Wang Chengyou, looked at the looming mockery on his face, and slowly blushed. It was not the shyness of being told the truth, but the anger of being slighted.

Mo Yan slowly stood up: "I'm sorry, I need to calm down." ”

Wang Chengyou was a little flustered: "I, I'm not saying that you are incapable. I'm just saying that the writer has ulterior motives......"

Mo Yan glanced at Wang Chengyou deeply, and for the first time, he felt that jealousy may not be because he cares too much about you, or because he is small-minded.

Seeing that Mo Yan was about to leave the café, Wang Chengyou hurriedly chased after him: "I apologize to you." Mo Yan ......"

"Not necessarily." Mo Yan interrupted Wang Chengyou in a cold voice, "You're not wrong. Why force yourself to apologize. ”

"I-"

"Can you tell what you're doing wrong?"

"......" Wang Chengyou also has Wang Chengyou's arrogance, he feels that Mo Yan was deceived by the writer's ulterior motives, and every word he said was just a statement of fact without evidence. He's right.

"Look, you just think you're right." Mo Yan smiled at Wang Chengyou. There was no spark in that smile.

Mo Yan pushed open the heavy glass door and stepped into the bright sunlight.

For the first time, Wang Chengyou didn't want to catch up immediately, although he still wanted to be with Mo Yan in his mind, and he also wanted to be together when he quarreled.

A gust of wind blows in front of you, and the resistance brought by the wind is exerted on your body. The corners of the knee-length trench coat were tumbling, and there were strands of hair, which were blown to the face by the wind. Mo Yan didn't bother, just walked seriously step by step.

The writer is right, some people are born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and they are destined to have a smooth life, and they don't have to feel a sense of crisis at all, and they don't have to work too hard, they only need to be undefeated to achieve great achievements.

With such a person, how can you say that it is necessary to fight for it with all your might?

How can you say that you are fed up with the snort of people and don't want to be passive and critical?

How can you say that you want to control your own destiny through your own efforts?

The wind was too strong and raised sand.

Mo Yan rubbed his eyes and wiped away useless tears.

I walked a few hundred meters until I reached the bus stop, and I didn't see anyone chasing after me. The car came, regardless of how many roads it was, Mo Yan raised his feet and got into the car.

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Wang Chengyou did not fail to chase.

Just chasing in the wrong direction.

In Wang Chengyou's subconscious reasoning, Mo Yan should have turned left to take the subway 50 meters out, but she didn't expect that she would turn right 50 meters out to take the bus.

Buses, a means of transportation that has no advantages except cheapness, are not in Wang Chengyou's thinking at all. Except for the days when he accompanied Mo Yan from school in the third year of high school.

Wang Chengyou looked around and hurried into the station.

All metro leads to Rome. Shanghai's underground rail transit system is exceptionally well developed, intersecting with each other, and you can transfer to any subway line you need without leaving the station.

Now we need to think calmly, Mo Yan is more likely to return to Jinqiao Academy, or is it more likely to return to the indoor space of the big page. It looks like an antelope hanging its horns, and there is no trace to be found...... Wait, today is obviously Saturday, but the front desk of the big page is working, does it mean that Mo Yan, who has taken office, is more likely to return to the big page?

Wang Chengyou stood in front of the rail transit map, searching for the line that could reach the indoor space of the large page, and at the same time called Mo Yan.

Suddenly, a pair of slender hands quietly covered his eyes.

"Mo Yan?" Under the surprise, Wang Chengyou excitedly held the hand in front of him.

Hurriedly turned around, wanting to hug this sudden surprise tightly. When I turned around, I was embarrassed, and it was Zhu Yujie who was close at hand.

Although she was called by the wrong name, Zhu Yujie was still very happy and even a little excited.

"Is that you?" Wang Chengyou's face turned cold, and he returned to his usual expression of a female classmate. Cool.

"Hmm~" Zhu Yujie dragged out her voice and circled around Wang Chengyou, "I just came out of the house." Where are you going? ”

"It's none of your business." Wang Chengyou refused "ruthlessly" while calling Mo Yan. The phone was hung up by Mo Yan. She must have been genuinely angry. It always couldn't get through, which aggravated Wang Chengyou's irritability.

"Not happy?" Zhu Yujie's eyes rolled to the corners of her eyes, and she asked Wang Chengyou coquettishly, with tolerance in her voice.

"With, you, no, off."

"Stingy." Zhu Yujie was still grinning, "Are you angry with your girlfriend?" ”

Wang Chengyou glanced at Zhu Yujie, and for three or five seconds, he wanted to find Zhu Yujie to comment. However, after thinking about it, I realized that it was better not to add to the chaos.

On Mo Yan's side, it's enough to have a writer. He has another Zhu Yujie here, and he can't live anymore? Give up decisively.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Yujie was still pinching the pose, and found that Wang Chengyou had turned around and left, so she hurriedly caught up.

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