Failure to answer clearly means acquiescence.
Mo Shichen's fingers squeezed the phone heavily, and his throat seemed to be strangled tightly. He couldn't breathe for a while, and a feeling close to suffocation enveloped him.
The woman finally caught him off guard.
Among the countless possibilities he considered, he never thought that she would leave everything and leave Paris for five years.
She was born here, grew up here, went to school here, and all her friends, best friends, classmates, colleagues, family, everything, everything, all took root in Paris.
Lancheng had nothing but Mo Shiqian and her job, who was half-acquainted with her.
He knew her temperament, and since she had promised Mo Shiqian, she would definitely do it, not to mention signing the contract immediately... Did she want to cut off his thoughts, or cut off her own escape route
She was actually willing to do it, yet so decisively and quickly.
He really wanted to look at creatures like women with admiration.
He suddenly remembered that she was drunk the night before yesterday. He thought that she was driven to helplessness and resentment by him. Now that he thought about it, her drunkenness... was because she had already thought about throwing away everything in the past twenty-eight years, so Just got yourself extremely drunk
Mo Shichen was in a daze because of this emotion. It only lasted a minute or two. He quickly regained consciousness and calmness. He called Kang Ding outside and said simply and coldly, "Send someone to give me Wen Yi." Stuck in the airport.”
Kanding was stunned. He didn't expect such a simple and crude way, but he didn't dare to say anything more and hurriedly responded, "Okay, I'll let someone go."
Mo Shichen said calmly, "If you can't stop her, just contact her to book a flight. In short, leave her in Paris."
"I understand, President."
"Um."
After hanging up Kang Ding's phone, Mo Shichen called Wen Yi again, but no one answered. As expected, his lips curled up with a cold smile, and he looked up at the slanted floor-to-ceiling windows. He stayed in his original posture and didn't move for a while.
… …
Half an hour later, Kandin walked in with a frustrated face.
Mo Shichen glanced at his face and said coldly, "You can't stop someone at the airport?"
"Madam, she... is not going to the airport."
The man raised his eyelids, and the coldness in his eyes condensed into sharp energy.
"She confirmed her flight to Lancheng, but she didn't go to the airport at all. She changed cars at one of the intersections... We followed the car and didn't pay attention. Madam might... have been picked up by the private plane sent by the second son. "
The heating is on in the office, and the weather outside is quite good, with the early winter sunshine still providing some warmth.
The man behind the desk said nothing, but Kandin did not dare to raise his head to look at him.
When this sudden move came, Kanding didn't know whether his wife knew the president's behavior or whether the second son had anticipated this situation and had made another preparation in advance.
If I try to catch up now, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up.
Dead silence lasted in the office for a full minute.
At the end, the man remained calm but spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "Arrange my trip to Lancheng, and then check for me to see if there is anyone in Lancheng who can cooperate with me. It can be done black or white, or by airplane." I contacted someone before takeoff.”
Kandin already understood his plan and said yes repeatedly.
Just as he turned around to go out to do some errands, Mo Shichen suddenly brought up another topic, "I heard that my father thought I was dead, so in order to force my wandering brother to come back and become the heir, he separated him and his little lover? "
Kandin turned around and nodded cautiously, "That's right."
Mo Shichen fiddled with the pen in his hand again, half-smiling, "How did you break it up?"
A chill ran down Kang Ding's back, "Well, CEO... I really don't know."
His face turned cold and his voice returned to indifference, "Then go find someone who understands. My father can't do everything by himself. If he wants others to do things, someone will know."
"...Okay, I'll try my best."
Mo Shichen's body in the black leather chair straightened up, and even leaned forward slightly. The words he spat out from his thin lips were very slow, but they penetrated deeply, "What I want is not the best possible, but absolutely accurate and useful answers." .”
With his current position in the company and Mo Shiqian's position on the board of directors, he couldn't confront him head-on.
Unless he can find the man's weakness.
… …
The plane gradually rose, and the earth became distant little by little.
Wen Yi sat in the soft and comfortable seat, looking down through the window at the gradually blurring earth. She touched her hair. She had not had such long hair in many years.
When she arrived in Lancheng, she had to get another haircut. She thought that she didn't have that much time to take care of her hair, and she was used to the feeling of short hair.
Until her vision was completely covered by misty clouds, she withdrew her sight, closed her eyes, leaned back, and stopped looking outside.
She was sitting in the car the evening before yesterday, grabbing her hair. After some entanglement and collapse, this idea slowly emerged, and it quickly became clear.
After she left the hospital yesterday, she went straight to Wen's house and told Wen's mother about the incident.
Wen's mother immediately burst into tears. In five years, Wen Yi had never been so far away from the Wen family for such a long time.
Father Wen and Wen Hanye were not here, only Ye Siran was comforting her. She asked, "Yi'er, does it take so long? Five years is too long..."
"Five years is just the time for Mo Shiqian and I to settle down. It probably won't take that long..." She held her forehead and smiled softly, her face calm, "I have been separated from him for a long time, and it will be easy to apply for divorce. Besides, There is no need to wait for me to apply, he may have a new love first. If I am not with him for a long time, no matter what feelings and feelings he has for me, they will always be diluted... "
It won't be that long.
Mo Shichen didn't love her, and she didn't know what he was stubborn about, but time would always take away most things, not to mention that they were no longer passionate, impulsive, pure boys and girls.
She closed her eyes, letting all the tension and fatigue in her body and mind relax and dissipate, and fell asleep.
… … …
Lancheng, Mo Shiqian's office.
When Chi Huan looked up at the man, what she saw was him looking down at his watch. She had noticed that he had looked at the time several times, and she rolled her eyes, "Are you waiting for someone, or... is there something? Other important matters?"
"No," Mo Shiqian looked at the little woman sitting on the sofa hugging the pillow, and said lightly with a slight curve on his lips, "Wen Yi should have arrived half an hour ago."
Originally, after he signed the prepared contract with Wen Yi, he was going to have dinner with Chi Huan.