Her breathing was rapid, and even her eyes seemed to be empty. Her whole body seemed to be pushed into a state of emptiness. She didn't feel that any of this man's words hurt her, but she still felt that the blood in her body was like surged.
She hadn't felt like this in a long, long time.
Mo Shichen looked at her for a while. Half a minute later, he leaned down again and stretched his hand to her chest. Wen Yi stiffened and raised her eyelids, looking at him coldly.
The man's slender and beautiful fingers buttoned her buttons one by one, and even raised his hand to briefly straighten her short hair. Finally, he placed a soft kiss on her cheek, then stood up and walked back.
He methodically poured a cup of hot tea, then turned back towards her and placed the cup on the coffee table.
The heat is thick and there is a drifting white mist.
When he quietly turned around and was about to go back to his desk to eat his lunch, Wen Yi suddenly said, "Mo Shichen."
He immediately paused, turned around, put one hand freely into his trouser pocket, assumed a leisurely and patient posture, and responded in a low voice, "Huh?"
She raised her head, her face restored to calm indifference, "You would rather quarrel and make me hate you than you want to interact with me. Mr. Mo, I am really curious. Even if I am the wife you wanted to win back before you lost your memory, Is it so attractive and necessary for you? What if you recover your memory? Just like you abandoned Li Qianrui, how difficult is empathy for you?"
He spread his hands and smiled lightly, "It's very simple, just do what your heart desires."
He had never thought about this before, but the situation was like this, and he naturally made such a choice in the face of this situation.
There was no reason, or at least other than those established reasons, he just wanted to do it.
"Aren't you feeling guilty when you say this?"
Mo Shichen walked up to her, leaned over and supported her with his arms, looked into her eyes, and forced her to look at him, and said with a low smile, "What can I say, you have yourself." Why ask me for my judgment?"
"Didn't you say that my vicissitudes of life have made you have no confidence to fall in love?"
His face was right in front of her, and the tip of his nose seemed to be touching at any time, "Because I still like it,"
Wen Yi smiled and asked lightly, "Really?"
"Don't you have any feeling whether I like you or not?"
She turned her face away, trying to smile or not, "It's not uncommon for you to like me."
He came closer to her, his chin pressed against her cheek, and his thin lips leaned against her ear, "You even spared me the courage and opportunity to let me fall in love with you, but you think my love is cheap, I If I fall in love with you just like that, would you be surprised?"
"You want to stimulate me again after stimulating me?"
He smiled and stroked her cheek with his warm fingertips, "Baby, I'm just trying to reason with you."
Wen Yi smiled without a smile, "You are really not afraid that I will fall out with you."
"You can turn against me if you want," his voice was low and gentle, "You can't even turn against me. Isn't it too unfair to be my woman?"
The expression on her face stiffened again and again.
"Mo Shichen."
"Um?"
"I'm willing to give in."
… …
evening.
When Mo Shichen went to Wen Yi's office to look for her as usual after get off work, he found that she was no longer there. He narrowed his eyes and asked the secretary outside coolly, "Where is Mr. Wen?"
"Mr. Wen left around four o'clock."
"gone?"
The secretary's heart trembled as she looked at the new president's inscrutable expression, "Yes, she said she had personal matters to deal with, and..."
"What else can you say?"
The secretary coughed in a low voice, "She also said... the president wouldn't blame her for skipping work anyway."
When Wen Yi was packing her things to leave, the secretary thought she had an appointment with a client, but she said it was a private matter.
After following her for so many years, the secretary had never seen her leave work early due to "private matters". He was very surprised. He thought something had happened to her family, so he asked with concern. As a result, Wen Yi raised her eyelids and replied lazily like this One sentence.
Mo Shichen laughed immediately.
He pinched the center of his brows, and the arc on his thin lips had not disappeared. His eyes towards the secretary became more and more unpredictable. He smiled lightly and said, "Vice President Wen is right, I am pursuing her recently, and I am also pursuing her." I don’t dare to lecture her, but... As a dignified vice president, such attendance will affect the company’s atmosphere, what should I do?”
The secretary's hair stood up at the look in Mo Shichen's eyes, "President, this..."
Why are you staring at him like that? Do you have anything to do with him
Mo Shichen smiled warmly and said, "Are subordinates also responsible for the mistakes of the boss?"
secretary,"… "
Why is this such an unreasonable disaster
The secretary looked sad and was really about to cry, "General... CEO, this... Mr. Wen is leaving... I can't stop him?"
"Oh, then if she wants to leave next time, you won't be able to stop her?"
The secretary had a flash of inspiration and instantly understood the subtext of the president. He immediately stood up straight and said quickly, "I will tell you as soon as possible... let the president personally persuade Mr. Wen."
There was a slight smile on the corner of the man's lips, and he said leisurely, "That's it?"
The secretary hesitated for a while and asked tentatively, "Will Mr. Wen report all his future movements to you?"
Mo Shichen gave him a satisfied look, then calmed down the expression on his face, walked out with his long legs and turned around.
The secretary breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that there was cold sweat on his back.
“…”
Mo Shichen walked out of Wen Yi's office door and walked to the elevator while taking out his mobile phone and dialing her number.
The first time, she didn't answer.
He stared at the cell phone that was naturally hung up and smiled again.
I don’t know whether I thought it was funny or made me laugh.
He didn't hesitate and dialed the second number.
This time, the woman over there clicked to answer when her phone was about to hang up automatically again.
Although she answered the phone, she didn't say anything. Mo Shichen asked patiently and in a good-tempered voice, "Mrs. Mo, what personal matters were you dealing with?"
She replied lazily, "It's nothing."
After a moment of silence, he said, "Where are you? I'll pick you up."
"I don't want to care about you."
He asked funnyly, "Baby, are you angry with me?"
"Yes, I originally planned to make do with these three months, but you insist on not stopping," her gentle voice was very lazy, "Since you are so capable, I will give you a chance to show off, so as not to I'm going to be told by you that I look like a dead person all day long again."
"Then you have to tell me, where are you?"
"You can find it yourself. Don't you like to play marital agreements, love games, annoy me and then coax me? I've told you, what else are you showing? How boring is it?"