"Mr. Nan Heng, Director Mo is right there. You should have heard what he just said." An Shuyan emphasized.
Nan Heng took down the cigarette in his mouth and narrowed his eyes coldly: "I have been friends with Mo Jingshen for many years, but I have no dispute with Shine Group. Director Mo should also know my temper and my place. It has nothing to do with it." I'm afraid people won't be able to break in."
When he said this, Nan Heng glanced in Mo Shaoze's direction with a half-smile.
When Mo Shao heard this, his face was obviously unhappy: "My own son is hospitalized here. As a father, I want to come and take a look, but you still want to stop me?"
"If Director Mo wants to go in, of course I won't stop him." Nan Heng said in a slow and cool tone: "But I'm afraid it would be inappropriate for Miss An to go in. Mrs. Mo is still here watching, so let Miss An go in. Mr. Mo, please Are you sure you're not joking?"
Mo Shao frowned coldly, and An Shuyan walked away from the door of the ward, turned around and walked back, looked at Ji Nuan, and then handed the thing in his hand to her: "Mrs. Mo, please excuse me."
Ji Nuan's lips curved slightly as he took it: "I thank Secretary An on behalf of Depth of Field."
Having said this, Ji Nuan paused and then said: "Is it right for me to still call you Secretary An? You are now the secretary manager of Shine Group, and you are an unknown number of steps higher than when you were at Mo's. , being able to move forward so smoothly in the workplace shows that Secretary An’s work ability is indeed well recognized.”
An Shuyan nodded politely to her, and the smile in his eyes was neither heavy nor light: "You can call me by my name or Secretary An."
Ji Nuan glanced at her. A woman's intuition was always very accurate. She looked at An Shuyan thoughtfully for a few seconds, and then handed the things in her hand to Feng Ling, who had already reached over.
"Dad, do you want to go in and see the depth of field now?" Ji Nuan asked.
Although it was not Mo Shaoze himself who was rejected just now, Nan Heng's rejection of An Shuyan was obviously not giving him face at all.
Mo Shaoze glanced in the direction of the ward with a cold face, pondered for a moment, and said: "Since the depth of field is still resting, I won't go in. It will be the Spring Festival in China in half a month. If he can be discharged from the hospital by then , just go home and have a reunion dinner."
Ji Nuan nodded: "Okay, I will tell him."
Mo Shaoze glanced at her again, turned around with his face still not very good, and was about to leave. Suddenly he paused, and turned to look at An Shuyan beside him: "When you are not busy here in the hospital, please help me. Ji Nuan is unfamiliar with Los Angeles, so there will inevitably be areas where she needs your help."
"Okay." An Shuyan said lightly.
Mo Shao sighed from the side where Ji Nuan could not see and entered the elevator directly.
Until they left, Ji Nuan looked at the elevator door and stared at the numbers that finally descended from the upper floor to the first floor.
Mo Shaoze is Mo Jingshen's biological father after all. Even if An Shuyan can't go in, of course he can go in if he wants to, but Mo Shaoze obviously has a temper, or he has too much control over people. Everything and anything outside of his control offends him.
It comes and goes in such a hurry that we really can't see the slightest bit of father-son affection.
If Mo Jingshen can be discharged from the hospital in half a month, is it really necessary to go back
And for a moment just now, Ji Nuan felt...
An Shuyan is no longer as proactive as she was when she first went to Haicheng and Mo's family. On the contrary, although An Shuyan didn't clearly say anything or do anything, she gave the impression that she was just accepting Mo Shaoze's arrangements. , neither proactive nor resistant.
"Mrs. Mo, do you want to send these in?" Feng Ling checked the fruit basket and nutritional supplements he had just received. After making sure there were no problems, he asked.
Ji Nuan's eyes moved away from the number "1" where the elevator had stopped, and glanced at the contents of the fruit basket.
One look at these things and it was clear that Mo Shaoze didn't buy them. With Mo Shaoze's temperament, he probably wouldn't buy anything when he came to visit his son.
Fruit blue is very delicate. It is not the kind of fruit you can buy casually in the supermarket near the hospital. It is a rare fruit with high nutritional content and high water content. Most of the nutritional supplements are good things such as blood replenishment. It can be seen that An Shuyan had done his homework before coming.
An Shuyan must have been very sober when he left Haicheng, right
So why did she act so innocently as if everything was arranged by Mo Shaoze
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In the next week, it was obvious that many people who thought this place was profitable were rejected mercilessly, so the hospital was extremely quiet this week, and no one dared to come and disturb him.
The last time Mo Jingshen's wound was inflamed, it only lasted one night, and his recovery was pretty good. A week later, the skin on the surface of the wound had begun to heal, and he could occasionally get out of bed and walk normally.
"Last time, dad told you to go back to eat after you are discharged from the hospital next week. Do you have any plans?" Ji Nuan helped him walk in the ward. When she reached the window, she turned around and opened the curtains, and then opened the curtains just now. The window was closed a crack.
"I don't have any plans. Ajib's matter is over. Officer Ent and the people at the base will solve all subsequent problems on their own. I don't plan to stay in the United States for too long. I will take you back to Haicheng as soon as possible after recovering from the injury." Mo Jingshen Looking at Ji Nuan's meticulous look, there was a smile in her eyes.
"Next week is the Spring Festival in China. The Spring Festival holiday is almost everywhere in the country. Mr. Mo doesn't have much work that I'm anxious for you to handle personally. It's actually good to have a reunion dinner with your parents, but you I accompany grandpa every year. If I don't go back to accompany him this year, will grandpa be angry?" When she mentioned Mr. Mo, the corners of Ji Nuan's mouth couldn't help but raise.
The winter sunshine was pouring in from the window, falling between Mo Jingshen's elegant eyebrows, as if surrounding the man with a warm smile in a circle.
He said calmly: "It's not that I'm angry. Although there are no us in Mo's house, there are quite a few relatives who come and go. You don't know how many people come to visit every day. He is busy enough to deal with those relatives."
While he was talking, Ji Nuan stretched out her hand to his back, gently scratched his back twice through the hospital clothes, and then asked with bright eyes: "Isn't the wound healing period supposed to be very itchy? You just Don’t you feel any itchiness at all?”
Mo Jingshen chuckled: "It wasn't itchy at first, but you did feel it after scratching it twice."
At the same time, he leaned down slightly, looked at her fair face close at hand, his eyes met hers, and he said meaningfully: "What is more itchy is the heart."
Ji Nuan: "..."
He bowed his head, pressed his warm lips to her neck, and kissed her seductively: "I've been sleeping and sleeping in the ward these days. Time is too slow. It's rare that I can hug you again. Why don't we do something else?" ,Kill time?"