She retreated in front, but Zhou Mo didn't move at all, she could only stand under his tall figure.
"Can't you step back a little?"
Song Anyi could feel his arms hanging down by her sides, and occasionally there was a slight friction on the back of his hands. I don't know if it was his sleeves or his hands. His breath was so close that he gently blew her cheeks. , she could even smell the faint smell of Hu Houshui on his body.
She wanted to move forward, but the pregnant woman in front of her stepped back again, and there was no room at all.
Zhou Mo's deep and clear voice sounded above her head. "You haven't answered yet, why didn't you refute that you're not Mrs. Zhou?"
Song Anyi froze slightly, not knowing if it was her psychological effect, she always felt that everyone around was waiting for her answer.
Roar, damn it, can he stop being so ignorant? The point is does this question matter? !
Song Anyi replied in a low voice: "People who don't know you don't need to explain too much, right? If Professor Zhou really cares so much, I will explain it immediately next time."
Professor Zhou's question really made her very irritable. No matter what, she is also a beautiful temperament. Thinking about how many classmates pursued her enthusiastically when she was in school, she is also a famous department flower in the department, not to mention Walking on the road, I have been talked to by a modeling agency and handed over business cards many times. Even if I was misunderstood as Mrs. Zhou, is it so difficult to accept
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Zhou Mo fell silent, a little disappointed. This was not the answer he hoped to get. Although he didn't even know what answer he wanted Miss Song to give him, he deeply felt that there were some things and emotions, and he seemed to be preparing for it. out of the cocoon...
On the one hand, Song Anyi felt unwilling, and on the other hand, she breathed a sigh of relief. Who knew that after a few seconds of silence, Professor Zhou's leisurely voice sounded above her head—
"It doesn't need to be explained. It was Mrs. Zhou who was misunderstood. So what?"
Song Anyi was startled, and before she could react, the pregnant woman in front suddenly burst out laughing, turned her head to peek at them ambiguous, and in the eyes of outsiders, she was in his arms, and their interaction was a flirtation between lovers.
Ah
How is this going
She was eager to step back, turned to clarify—
"Don't move."
Zhou Mo pressed her shoulders and held her firmly in his arms.
His behavior was very natural, but it made Song Anyi more and more embarrassed, and his cheeks became more irritable.
It can only be said that a man's mood is difficult to understand, especially Professor Zhou's mind is even more difficult to understand.
But no matter what, at least Song Anyi understands one thing, and if someone misunderstands her relationship with Professor Zhou in the future, she will explain it immediately without any hesitation!
For a while now, there is no trace of Wei Shu at all.
Since Wei Shu called her and begged her to talk to Professor Zhou again, but after she refused, he has not contacted her again.
She is busy with work and usually gets home almost ten o'clock. After taking a shower, there is still a lot of paperwork waiting for her to complete, so she has no time to contact her.
She also has a temper. On the phone that day, neither of them were very happy. Of course, she also hoped that Wei Shu could take the initiative to contact her. Besides, her busyness these days was also due to the relationship between Wei Shu, but Wei Shu kept contacting her. There were no calls or messages to greet.
How can such a relationship continue? Every time she thinks of this question, Song Anyi feels powerless.
Today, at nearly five o'clock in the afternoon, she was about to go downstairs when a LINE message suddenly came in—
The message was sent from Weishu's LINE, and it was a picture.
She opened the picture file and saw that Wei Shu's heavy machine was parked in a garage. There was also an inner door in the garage. On the door was a heart-shaped number plate with the numbers "53" and "Qingyi" written on it.
She was feeling strange, and when she wanted to reply to ask what it meant, another recording file came in.
She opened the file suspiciously and heard a conversation between a man and a woman—
"When are you going to tell her?"
"Needless to say, there's no conflict at all, I'm all by your side, right?"
"Why don't you tell me? I don't want such an unclear relationship."
"Why is it not clear? Baby, I need you, but I need her at work. Well, if you don't believe me, feel it, my brother is so hard, he misses you, junior... "
The recording file ends.
The man's erotic voice is Xie Weishu.
Song Anyi was stunned, looking at the phone in her hand, a chill rose from the bottom of her heart.
what did she hear? Xie Weishu and his schoolgirl—
Why did it become like this
"Yeah, why are you still here, Anyi? I just came upstairs and saw Professor Zhou's car coming."
The aunt from the field office saw Song Anyi who was in a daze and reminded her intimately.
Song Anyi came back to her senses and clenched the phone in her hand. "Okay, I'm going down..."
Holding her bag and mobile phone, she took the elevator downstairs in a panic.
She wanted to make a phone call several times, but she was hesitant. Will Wei Shu admit it? Or continue to deceive her with another sweet lie
She just wanted to make things clear, even if Xie Weishu really cheated, she had to know that she didn't want to be a used person who was kept in the dark - I need you, but I need her at work.
Song Anyi went downstairs, Maserati was waiting in the parking area as usual, she did not get into the car as usual, but stood upright outside the passenger seat door, her lips trembled with excitement, and her thoughts were full of thoughts. blank.
Zhou Mo got out of the car, walked around the front of the car, stood beside her, looked down at her, and asked, "what's the matter?"
Song Anyi said vigorously: "Professor Zhou, I'm sorry, I have something to do today and I can't go."
Through the sunglasses, Zhou Mo looked at Miss Song in front of her. Her face was pale, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes
His eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips parted lightly. "You want to quit your job?"
Song Anyi shook her head. "If Professor Zhou doesn't mind, I can immediately ask the aunt from the Field Department to help me. I'm really in a hurry."
Zhou Mo opened the passenger's door and said lightly, "Get in the car."
"Professor Zhou, I—"
"Not in a hurry? I'll take you there."