Moxie President's Office.

There is no light on in the office, the computer is turned on the screen, the blue light is printed on the wall, and the handsome silhouette of the man is printed on the wall.

The computer screen went out, the long finger flicked the keyboard, and the light came on again. Two seconds later, the man raised his eyes and looked at the picture on the screen......

On the screen is a photo of a woman, with long hair running down, stretching out a finger to look at the camera coquettishly, as if to say: I hate it, don't shoot me. Behind him is the vast sea, rolling waves and sand lapping on the shore, her delicate and lovely, her bright eyes and teeth, her ten fingers are delicate, scene by scene seems to be engraved in his heart, rooted and thorny, there is a sharp pain......

Gu Xin, where are you in my heart? Do you know I've been looking for you for four years......

Heart, waiting for me...... I'm sure I'll find you!

Mo Jingshu galloped through the shopping mall, even if he was invincible, but someone could always threaten him with his weakness to do what he didn't want to do, this person was Mo Heting, and let him marry Bai Zhufeng. He married, but Xin'er was gone.

Before getting married, my father's words were like yesterday: I will give you five years, if you and Zhufeng still have no relationship within five years, and they are still incompatible, I will send Gu Xin intact to you.

Five years? There are still six months to go......

Gu Xin, Xin'er, his fists gradually clenched, and the essence in his eyes condensed little by little, and finally converged into a little bit of inevitable!

Put it next to the computer, the mobile phone suddenly rang, the LED colorful glare flashed non-stop, pick it up......

"What for?"

"Huh? What's your condition? Isn't it a moment ...... Spring Festival?" Fang Ziyan's laughing voice came.

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Jingshu hung up with a snap.

Suddenly irritated, I got up and looked at the bustling city below from the floor-to-ceiling windows. With a height of 50 floors, it looks small. Only the ethereal lights printed in the sky reflect the billowing dust, and the streets in the distance are still brilliant and sparsely populated, depicting the silence of this late night that no one can tell.

I poured a glass of wine and took a sip, the spicy taste pierced my nose...... Suddenly, I remembered a woman, dressed in a plain long T, with no fat powder, long hair draped, standing at the door of the bar, unable to see her face clearly, the light behind her like a kaleidoscope blooming for her, slender and graceful, the erosion of the bar and her cold Zhuoran formed a sharp contrast......

In the car, she reached over and took control of the steering wheel and said: Drinking? I'll open it. He stared at her white and tender hands, in fact, he was thinking about what Fang Ziyan had said to him before: No one in this world is without weakness, unless he is a desperate outlaw; Family? Wife? But the white bamboo wind...... Are you her family? She didn't treat you as his husband at all, okay! Even if you don't have a weakness, you can create a weakness for her...... For example, let her get pregnant and have a baby...... Then you show the charm of your President Mo, and sooner or later she will fall into it.

Get her pregnant? The child who gave birth to his Mojingshu? Is it possible?

His ink book will only make Gu Xin cherish his flesh and bones!

Of course, she didn't treat you as her husband at all, okay?

She doesn't think of you as her husband at all, okay?

She doesn't think of you as her husband at all, okay?

Fang Ziyan's words lingered in his mind like a grinding sound, for no reason, Mo Jingshu was angry, and he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, until the ferocious spiciness filled the entire stomach bud......