At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Mingyu pushed the door in, holding a thick stack of materials in his hand, which needed to be discussed at the meeting.

Seeing Mo Yixuan, who was still listless, he sighed deeply, looking distressed and helpless.

"Yixuan, won't you preside over the meeting at three o'clock later?" Yang Mingyu asked, as if he could guess the result without waiting for an answer.

Mo Yixuan didn't raise his eyelids, just shook his hand.

His current state is clearly unfit to preside over the meeting. He wasn't in the mood to go to a meeting either.

"Then you have to sign the document, if you don't sign it, the people below can't execute it, they are all waiting." Yang Mingyu frowned helplessly, this Yixuan doesn't do things, everything is on him, he has been working overtime until the early hours of the morning every day in the past few days, and he is tired like a dog.

If this continues, he will be tired and crazy if he is not tired and sick.

Mo Yixuan lowered his eyes lightly, looking at a pair of documents and contracts on the table.

He flipped through a copy, just skimmed it briefly, and signed.

More than a dozen documents and contracts, he processed them in less than twenty minutes.

It's not at all as meticulous and conscientious as it used to be.

Yang Mingyu couldn't stand it anymore.

He put one hand on Mo Yixuan's shoulder and said, "Yixuan, why don't you go somewhere to relax, I'll help you carry the company's affairs for a few days." You need to adjust to your condition. "If you keep doing this, it's in vain, and after a long time, employees will slack off.

Mo Yixuan turned his head and looked at his brother lightly, an extremely bitter smile pursed into the corner of his lips, he was just laughing at himself, because some of the things he experienced were really ridiculous.

"Mingyu, do you think I'm really inferior to Ye Hao?" He asked a question that made Yang Mingyu stunned.

Yang Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and his eyebrows wrinkled into a straight line. And he was also very conflicted in his heart, but he could only choose to comfort the man in front of him. He also saw his pain at this time.

"Okay, Yixuan, you're really thinking too much. After all, He Xiyan divorced you, and she just met another relationship. She used to really love you, but now that she is in love with someone else and has started a new life, you can bless her and don't bother her anymore. Let her live with peace of mind. Yang Mingyu said a long and serious sentence, and sighed again after speaking.

It's a pity that Mo Yixuan didn't listen to what he said.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the pain and sadness in his eyes were hidden from him. He couldn't accept the current outcome. When he finally understood what he wanted, he lost her, lost a complete home, and lost a love that he thought he would have for the rest of his life. Now she has become someone else's wife, lying in someone else's arms every night, and even regretting that she once knew herself. Let him accept such a takeover.

Yang Mingyu was a little helpless, and he didn't know how to persuade him. Just then said:

"Yixuan, He Xiyan loves you very much, I think even if she remarries now, she will not forget you, you are still like a brother in her heart, she will not regret loving you so much."

"But she loves Ye Hao now." Mo Yixuan raised his head suddenly, and his hands were clenched together, as if the anger in his heart was surging up again.

"That's her fate, Yixuan, you bless her, if you love her, you bless her."