"Cold summer? Cold summer?"
"Huh?" She was startled, raised her head from the computer, and saw Sister Zhang from the department, standing at the table, looking at her and smiling.
"What are you looking at? So fascinated." Sister Zhang asked.
"Oh, I'm processing some data." Mu Hanxia patted her head embarrassedly, but she was in a daze just now, "Sister Zhang, what's the matter?"
Sister Zhang smiled very politely and pointedly behind her. It was only then that Mu Hanxia saw that Meng Gang and the manager were standing at the entrance of the marketing department, what were they talking about. Mu Hanxia's heart trembled like an electric shock, and she forced a low laugh: "Why is Mr. Meng here?"
Sister Zhang replied: "The performance has been so good in the past few days. President Meng said that he would invite everyone in the marketing department to drink drinks. No, the money has been given, so let's go buy it."
"Hey." Mu Hanxia hurriedly took the money and stood up. When he walked out the door, he lowered his head, "Hello Mr. Meng, hello manager."
The manager smiled and said, "Go buy a drink, hurry up and hurry up."
And Meng Gang only made a soft "um", and that voice fell into Mu Hanxia's ears, which was very low and casual, and he didn't look at her.
Mu Han Xiafei also walked downstairs quickly.
Across the road downstairs, there is a nice cafe. Mu Hanxia usually seldom enters here because it is expensive. But the taste is really delicate and attractive.
It was in the afternoon, and the May sun was shining brightly on the road outside. There are not many people in the cafe, the music is soft and the aroma is strong. Mu Hanxia stood in front of the bar and ordered more than ten drinks in one go. Without having to pay for it by myself, I vaguely feel more pride, and the stagnant and chaotic atmosphere in my heart seems to be relieved.
She looked down at the delicate pastries on the counter and thought: Treat yourself.
"Any chestnut cake?" she asked.
The waiter said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the chestnut cake has just been sold out, and the new one has to wait ten minutes. Do you want it?"
Mu Hanxia thought for a while and replied, "Forget it." She has always liked chestnut-flavored things, and the chestnut cake here, she has also eaten two or three times with all her blood, and the taste is simply her favorite.
In the end, at the recommendation of the clerk, she ordered a tiramisu and a glass of juice by herself. She found a place to sit in a secluded corner and waited for the clerk to pack while eating.
Thinking of what happened yesterday morning, Mu Hanxia's heart was still like boiling water, and it was difficult to calm down. She lowered her head and looked at her hands. The hands were still white and slender, but the palms had thin calluses. And Meng Gang held it like this, what exactly did he think of her? Where does he want to take her
When I was in a trance, I heard the wind chime at the door "ding dong", and someone came in.
She raised her head and saw Lin Mochen in a black suit and black shirt walking in with a dull expression.
Mu Hanxia stared at him.
He also saw her, but as if he didn't see her, he went straight to the bar to order food.
Mu Hanxia did not move like a mountain and bowed his head, continuing to drink juice and eat cake.
The sound of footsteps approached, and the black suit flashed. Holding a plate, he sat down across from her table, less than 0.5 meters away from her.
And there was actually a freshly baked chestnut cake on his plate.
Mu Hanxia completely threw the little entanglement with Meng Gang into the sky. She looked at Lin Mochen, who was full of elite temperament and began to sip coffee. The text message she sent him yesterday appeared in her mind: How is it, you bite me
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"Why are you sitting here with so many empty seats?" she said.
"Why not?" he said indifferently.
Mu Hanxia simply stopped talking.
After a while, he heard his voice again: "Why help Meng Gang?"
Mu Hanxia was stunned and looked up at him strangely: "I don't help Meng Gang, do I still help you?"
He stared directly at her, the sunlight reflecting his brows clearly. The eyebrows were straight and unruly, and the bridge of the nose was equally high and straight.
"Yes." He replied, "Good birds choose wood to perch on, and you should be on my side."
Mu Hanxia suddenly didn't know how to answer, this person was arrogant and frank. And it's obviously that he owes her love, why does it seem like she owes him now
"I'm not a poultry," she muttered in a low voice, "I don't understand what you're saying."
This is a bit of an insult.
Lin Mochen: "What did you say?"
"It's nothing." Mu Hanxia quickly lowered her head, smiled, picked up a small spoon and scooped out a mouthful of cake.
The sound of music lingered softly in the ears, and the man on the opposite side no longer showed any expression. The familiar delicate fragrance permeated between his teeth. Mu Hanxia took one bite after another, and suddenly noticed that Lin Mochen looked at her again, that look... a bit indescribable.
Mu Hanxia suddenly reacted and looked at the cake that was about to be eaten by him.
Omg, I ate it wrong. This is his chestnut cake.
Because the table was small, the two of them had their meals close together. She was distracted just now, and chestnut cake was her favorite, so she didn't stop eating...
Mu Hanxia was extremely embarrassed, and put down the spoon at once: "This..."
"Does it feel good to eat what's in someone else's bowl?" he said.
Mu Hanxia's face turned red, she stared at him, and decisively raised her hand to call the waiter, "Give him another chestnut cake!"
He doesn't speak. Mu Hanxia calmed down and ate whatever she wanted. She had to finish the 15 yuan. Unexpectedly, after taking two more bites, he spoke again: "This spoon is also the one I used just now."
Mu Hanxia: "..." He immediately threw away the spoon, only to hear his flat voice again: "I don't like others to use the things I have used."
Mu Hanxia really wanted to paste his face with cake. He saw her eating the wrong cake and using the wrong spoon early in the morning, but he deliberately waited until now to say it. Also said twice.
A faint smile flashed in Lin Mochen's eyes. Mu Hanxia knew that he was wrong, and endured his anger and embarrassment. Just as he was about to get up, he heard a gentle female voice behind him: "Jason, how long have you been here? This is..."
Lin Mochen raised his head, and Mu Hanxia followed the sound, and saw the woman that night, the daughter of Yongzheng Group's chairman Cheng Weiwei, standing behind them. She was wearing casual clothes, but she still looked tall and slim. His face was still a little pale, and his right arm was also bandaged, but his makeup was exquisite and his smile was shallow.
The moment she saw Mu Hanxia's face, Cheng Weiwei froze for a moment, then nodded to her with a decent smile.
Mu Hanxia also nodded politely at her, but thought in her heart that this woman, like Lin Mochen, exudes an aloof air. She felt that she should go.
Lin Mochen stood up and opened the chair for Cheng Weiwei. Mu Hanxia glanced at him, tsk, now there is a grace.
"This is Mu Hanxia." Lin Mochen briefly introduced the two of them, "Cheng Weiwei."
Mu Hanxia: "Hello." She said to Lin Mochen politely, "I'll go first." Lin Mochen looked at her and nodded. Who knew that at this moment, Cheng Weiwei suddenly said, "Mu Hanxia? Are you the Mu Hanxia from No. 6 Middle School?"