The frankness and even matter-of-factness she spoke made Song Shu's eyebrows change calmly. She never knew much about Chi Huan, because she only had a few contacts with him, and her impression was not good, nor was it good. Not bad.
Almost no one in the outside world knows about the marriage relationship between Mo Shiqian and Xia Tangtang, and even Wen Yi, who is closer to him, has a hard time getting a glimpse of it, let alone her. In the past few years, he has been married and had children, and has been strangely calm, without any trouble. Xia Tangtang neither appeared in the company nor in public. Even if he brought a female companion, Mo Shiqian would only bring someone from the secretary's office.
He suddenly asked her to issue a divorce statement a few days ago. Song Shu was surprised, but not surprised. What was surprising was that there had been no signs of it before. What was reasonable was that the couple had not seen any divorce in recent years. Loving.
Maybe there was no emotional union at the beginning, and you can't escape that sentence after marriage. Even if the case is settled, it is difficult to reconcile, and a peaceful divorce is not a bad ending.
It was not that Song Shu had never considered that Mo Shiqian's divorce was because of Chi Huan, who was his ex's woman. He was really in love with her back then, not to mention that he had just returned from Lancheng.
But she also saw the exact divorce time of Mo Shiqian and Xia Tangtang, which was a few months ago. In other words, he had already gone through the divorce procedures before going to Lancheng, and before that, she was sure that he and Chi Huan There hasn't been any intersection.
What's more, if they were already well, with the president's temperament, he would at least arrange for someone to pick her up at the airport, rather than just pick her up from Lancheng in person, instead of letting her take a taxi to the company downstairs with her suitcase.
And she had just observed for a minute that Chi Huan had already called the president, but no one answered.
Countless thoughts rushed through her mind, but it was only a few seconds in terms of time. Song Shu held her lips and asked with a half-smile, "Miss Chi came all the way here, why didn't Mr. Mo send anyone?" I’ll pick you up.”
To scare him.
Chi Huan lightly shrugged, played with his sunglasses with his fingers, and replied casually, "That's right. Speaking of which, it's no wonder he doesn't care about others."
Song Shu chuckled, "I'm afraid Miss Chi didn't tell Mr. Mo about coming to Paris."
Chi Huan raised his eyebrows and sounded surprised, "How did Miss Song know?"
Song Shu thought to herself, of course she knew. She couldn't tell this, and she had spent all these years in the workplace. After the CEO announced the divorce, there were so many women eager to come forward. Chi Huan's actions were really quick and direct. Chased to Paris.
Song Shu looked at the woman in front of her who was still beautiful and had even become richer and more mature because of her experience, and said leisurely, "Miss Chi, do you know the identity of Mr. Mo's ex-wife?"
Chi Huan tilted his head and said with a smile, "Isn't he already divorced? What is the identity of his ex-wife... Do I need to care?"
"Miss Chi doesn't seem to understand what I mean."
"Oh... what does Miss Song mean?"
Song Shu was originally a few centimeters taller than Chi Huan, and the high heels she wore were over ten centimeters tall. Although Chi Huan's boots had heels, they were only a few centimeters tall. The height difference had a somewhat condescending effect.
Her tone did not change, still gentle and leisurely, "President Mo was the daughter of one of the directors of Clod Summer. Although she basically had no job, her position as Director Xia was very important in the group, and Xia Xia The young lady has also tried her best to take care of the family these years, and she can be regarded as the representative of a good wife."
Chi Huan's black and white eyes were light and full, and there was no obvious change on his face. He just said lazily, "It sounds like they are a perfect match, but they are still divorced."
"Miss Chi, what I mean is... With all due respect, you don't have Miss Xia's family background. As a star, you probably can't be as willing to be the woman behind the scenes as Miss Xia. President Mo may have really loved her five years ago. I love you very much, but today, not to mention how the relationship has changed due to time, even if he wants to, with your current status difference, if he wants to develop a long-term relationship with you, he needs to sacrifice too much."
Chi Huan said nothing, but lowered his eyes with a thoughtful look on his face.
Song Shu said, "Miss Chi is still young now. She must have many suitors, and I believe there will be no shortage of outstanding ones. Since we have already given up on separation once, there is no need to make the same mistake again."
… …
Mo Shiqian returned to the office after the meeting. While sorting out documents, he asked the secretary who followed him in, "Has the flight ticket been booked?"
"It's alright. It should be just in time for you to go to the airport now."
He hummed, picked up the mobile phone that was thrown into the drawer before the meeting, and frowned. It showed three missed calls from Chi Huan, and an unread text message—
[If you don’t call me back, I’ll ignore you.]
The man's handsome face sank and he immediately called it back.
Finally, the other party answered quickly, but didn't say anything.
He spoke solemnly, suppressing the smell of gunpowder, "What are you doing if you don't answer the phone for 24 hours?"
"Oh," the voice over there was brisk and indifferent, "I'm chatting with Miss Song."
Chatting with Song Shu
Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes, "Chat all day and night?"
The woman's voice was innocent, "I said now."
Now
His heart beat suddenly and his voice became tense, "Where are you?"
"It's downstairs in your company."
The secretary on the side watched his boss's face change several times, and finally stood up suddenly, took his mobile phone, left the desk and walked outside. He was stunned and asked from behind, "You go now. Airport? No need to tidy up..."
Before he finished speaking, he had already walked away.
Mo Shiqian took the private elevator down, and his long-legged steps were very fast. The employees passing by felt that they rarely saw him like this, so they were startled and wanted to say hello, but after only saying a few words, the man had already walked away. .
As soon as he reached the top of the stairs, he saw the woman in bright red clothes below. Her long hair seemed to be shining in the bright sunshine, and was lifted by the breeze. The 28-inch suitcase stood on her slender neck. Leg side.
It was probably because of telepathy or presence of sight that Mo Shiqian saw her. Chi Huan also raised his head and looked at him almost at the same time. Then he pursed his red lips and smiled, raised the hand holding the sunglasses and looked at her. He raised it.
Chi Huan watched him come down, then tilted his head and glanced at Song Shu, "It seems that your boss, Mr. Mo, is in the company. Why did Miss Song say she was not here just now?"