It was the afternoon, and the lights on the first floor of Fengchen Building were bright, and people came and went. When Mu Hanxia stepped in, the huge hall was silent and solemn. She walked to the front desk, and the lady at the front desk asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"
Mu Hanxia replied, "I'm looking for Lin Mochen."
The lady at the front desk was stunned for a moment, exchanged glances with the colleague next to her, and asked, "Are you looking for the chairman? Do you have an appointment?"
Mu Hanxia smiled and said, "When I see him, when do I need to make an appointment?"
The lady at the front desk couldn't make up her mind when she saw that she was well-dressed and her origin was unknown. At this moment, a voice sounded from the side: "Han Xia?"
The lady at the front desk: "Hello Mr. Sun!"
Mu Hanxia turned his head and saw Sun Zhi. His suit was draped over his arm and he was in a hurry, as if he had just come back from outside. The two looked at each other, and they seemed to be in each other's eyes for an instant, seeing some unusual meaning.
Sun Zhi smiled: "Are you looking for him?" Mu Hanxia didn't answer, walked straight to the side to the gate upstairs, and said, "Swipe your card."
Sun Zhi was stunned for a moment, then took out his work card and swiped it for her. Mu Hanxia walked straight in, Sun Zhi caught up, and said, "Hanxia, he has a one-day meeting today, why don't you wait for him to come home in the evening and then you can have a good talk?" In the end, he added a sentence: "Don't be impulsive."
Mu Hanxia paused and turned to look at him: "Sun Zhi, I just ask: Did you do it?"
Sun Zhi was quiet and smiled: "What did you say? Why can't I understand."
Mu Hanxia's face turned cold, she turned around and entered the elevator, and said coldly, "Don't follow."
Sun Zhi stood there and watched the elevator door slowly close. He was silent for a while, then suddenly he punched the wall and scolded softly "Fuck".
The elevator goes up at high speed.
Mu Hanxia just stared at the numbers on the door and jumped up: 43, 44, 45... She watched quietly and indifferently until she reached the top floor.
The elevator door opened, and the lady at the front desk on this floor just put down the phone and looked at her. She probably got Sun Zhi's order, and she didn't ask or stop her. Mu Hanxia kept walking inside until he reached the deepest and most secluded door of the chairman's office.
Even the lights are cold here, a huge area, luxurious and delicate, empty, only one of his rooms and one door. There were two men sitting on the sofa at the door, looking like they were waiting for his reception. Sitting behind the desk by the door is a young man who should be Lin Mochen's assistant.
Mu Hanxia said, "I'm Mu Hanxia, and I'm here to see Lin Mochen."
She didn't recognize the assistant, but the assistant recognized her, and immediately smiled diligently: "You're here, please wait a moment, I'll go to inform the chairman right away."
While the two were talking, the two men on the sofa raised their heads at the same time and looked at her. Mu Hanxia's reaction was also very sharp, his eyes swept across the faces of the two, and then landed on the work cards hanging on their chests. One is "Fengchen Group - E-commerce Business Department - Senior Project Manager", and the other is "Fengchen Group - Information Technology Department - Senior Engineer". Mu Hanxia's heart moved, and the two of them seemed to flicker for a moment under her gaze.
Mu Hanxia's heart sank ruthlessly, and for a while she felt as though her heart was ashes.
At this time, the assistant had already knocked on the door, and Mu Hanxia retracted his gaze and looked straight ahead. Without waiting for the assistant to report, he passed him and walked in.
The assistant was startled and silently closed the door for them.
The house faces south, and one room is transparent and bright. The floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the vast and beautiful scenery of the city. The plain sofa, dark gray curtains, and black desk are just like his simple and deep style.
He was sitting behind the table, in a suit and leather shoes, and he was a noble man. Raised his head and looked at her.
Couples can't see each other for a few days, but goodbye is such a situation. Mu Hanxia looked at his still handsome face, like a boulder in his chest, and suddenly it was difficult to speak.
The surroundings are so quiet, and there is a slight sandalwood floating in the air. He stared at her silently for a few seconds, then smiled: "Summer, what's the matter with me?"
Calm and calm, Shen Lian is gentle.
Mu Hanxia: "Yeah, I'm looking for you, something."
Both of them were silent for a while. He didn't look at her anymore, but looked elsewhere, then picked up the teacup on the table and drank slowly.
He obviously didn't say anything, didn't do anything, Mu Hanxia looked at him, but suddenly his heart ached, and he had the urge to give up the question and turn around and leave. But the eyes of the two people at the door just now, Sun Zhi's hesitation, and Zhang Zi lying on the hospital bed, covered by a white cloth, were so deeply engraved in her mind. Her chest was extremely stagnant, but she still spoke: "The E-show website was destroyed, Zhang Zi died, he did not see his dream come true. He just left this world."
Lin Mochen turned his head to look at her, his eyes were as clear as water: "My condolences."
Mu Hanxia said: "I can't mourn! Who is calculating? Who made me fall short and made him die with hatred? You say, who is it?"
Lin Mochen was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "You think it's me? Are you here to question me?"
Although he had expected it long ago, seeing his reaction, Mu Hanxia's heart was suddenly relieved somewhere. But she found that this did not relieve her any grief and resentment. Because she heard herself ask, "Dare you say... It has nothing to do with Feng Chen?"
Lin Mochen was silent. Those eyes were as deep as snow.
In the air, there seems to be some kind of sad smell spreading. Mu Hanxia suddenly seemed to be drained of all her strength. She said, "Lin Mochen, you can do it yourself." She turned around and wanted to leave.
"What do you mean?" His voice sounded, "Mu Hanxia, what does this mean?"
Mu Hanxia froze for a while and replied, "It's not interesting. I don't want to talk about it anymore, just treat me in a bad mood, and don't come to me."
But as soon as he finished speaking, he got up from behind the table and walked over, grabbing her hand: "Mu Hanxia, even if Zhang Zi is dead, your E-show will collapse, and the two companies will fight to the death. What does it have to do with us?"
"Why doesn't it matter?" Mu Hanxia looked back at him suddenly, looking at his incomparably stern face, "Do you know that I am returning to China this time for Zhang Zi? Do you know that he is kind to me? For me The meaning? My feeling... I feel like I have been hanging from the cliff these days, trying to climb up, like walking on thin ice, step by step carefully. I finally got to the edge of the cliff, but your people, with one foot I'm kicked! Totally ruined! I'm getting nothing now!"
Lin Mochen had been holding her wrist tightly, but people laughed angrily: "You came back to China for Zhang Zi? For him? What about me, Mu Hanxia? Where am I in your heart?"
Mu Hanxia felt colic in her heart, bit her lip and said nothing.
He was still laughing, and smiled coldly and gently: "You said that after you returned to China, you felt like you were hanging from a cliff? This is how you feel? How do you feel about everything? Mu Hanxia, my Summer... is different. It's completely different from seven years ago. In your heart, many people and many things are already more important than me, Lin Mochen, right? Zhang Zi is more important than me, dreams are more important than me, and he is more important than me. It's important. I can't see it these days, waiting for you to do what you want to do. Because in my heart, what is more important than you? But Mu Hanxia, what am I in your heart? What is it? You really still love me Me? Do you still love me?"
Tears in Mu Hanxia's eyes leaked out all of a sudden, only to feel that his words were like a handful of knives, all of which were stabbed into her heart. She was extremely distressed, as if she had a thousand words to say, to justify, but she couldn't say it.
"no… "
"Not what?" Lin Mochen stared at her.