Mo Jingshen glanced at her emotionlessly, obviously not intending to eat.
Ji Nuan stood in this familiar office room. The man in front of her was no longer as cool and gentle as before, and his whole body exuded obvious alienation and indifference.
Ji Nuan could see his dissatisfaction from his eyes, so he smiled consciously: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to pester you. Mr. Mo can treat it as the person in charge of my small studio. After you invested 200 million for us, you came over to fawn over you, the donor, no matter what happened, why don't you just think about it from a different angle?"
After saying that, she suddenly turned around and walked towards his rest room: "You can eat what you have to eat. I'll go to your rest room and collect all the clothes you bought for me in the closet."
Then she walked straight in without looking back.
He was decisive and straightforward, as if he was just passing by his office.
The rest room was still the same as before. The room was silent. When the lights were turned on, the cool-toned completely masculine rest area was right in front of her. Ji Nuan walked straight to the closet and opened it. As expected, she saw what he had prepared for her. Multiple pieces of clothing are still here.
If a person really hates another person completely, even the slightest trace of the other person's existence will be annoying.
He stayed here after working in the company, and he had been staying in the company for a long time recently, but none of her things were thrown away, they were all kept intact, and they were even placed in the closet in a neat manner.
Ji Nuan was not in a hurry to collect her things. She took a step back and sat down beside the bed. She raised her eyes and looked at the clothes in the cabinet.
The office outside the door was very quiet, and I didn't know if Mo Jingshen had eaten porridge, but Secretary Ke said that he had been busy all night, and if he really refused to accept her kindness, he could only give Shen Mu a call. He contacted a nearby hotel to make some food and send it over.
Now Ji Nuan did whatever she thought of. After calling Shen Mu, she just sat on the bed and stared at the clothes in the cabinet, regardless of whether Mo Jingshen would eat later.
…
The air conditioner in the office room had been adjusted by Ji Nuan to the most comfortable temperature. Mo Jingshen looked at the bowl of porridge placed alone on the desk. After a long time, he put down the pen in his hand and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.
Then Mo Jingshen received a call from the United States: "Mr. Mo... Su Zhilan committed suicide in prison... Fortunately, we discovered it in time and barely managed to save her life when she was sent to the hospital. However, the medical conditions in the prison were so poor that she I coughed up blood just yesterday, and I kept clamoring to see you or have a phone call with you... "
The man put down the hand that was rubbing his eyebrows. There was no emotion or anger in the words, but his voice was calm but with a chilling indifference: "Why, the Los Angeles Police Department is now so undecided that a person is trying every means to cause trouble inside." You can’t control it? Do you still want me to come forward?”
"This..." The person on the other end of the phone was sweating coldly: "Mr. Mo, the Su family can't save her now, but Su Zhilan said that he used to be your fiancée. I think she is so spoiled that she can't bear the pain here. She is already She has lost a lot of weight and says she wants to see you every day. We would deal with it how other people would deal with it, but after all, she has been with you before... "
Mo Jingshen said calmly: "For people like this who are unruly inside, deal with them in your own way."
"Then in her current state, if she dies here one day, we are afraid..."
"You don't need to tell me anything about this Miss Su in the future. Whether she lives or dies, it's all her fault, no one else's."
After hanging up the phone, Mo Jingshen turned and looked at the door of the rest room.
Ji Nuan has been in there for a while, but hasn't come out yet.
After a while, the man stood up, stretched out his long legs, opened the door and walked in. He walked into the cool-toned rest room. In a blink of an eye, he saw that the man who had just said seriously about coming in to take away his clothes actually fell asleep on his bed. woman.
Seeing that she had obviously been sitting at the end of the bed, and then lying back like this to fall asleep, the man walked around the big bed and walked slowly to the window. He closed the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window with his left hand and turned on the bright lights outside. The rainbow is completely covered.
Then he turned to look at the open wardrobe. The clothes that belonged to her were hanging safely inside, taking up half of the space. He didn't feel it was an eyesore when he lived here every day. After being inspected by the woman just now, Mo Jingshen finally felt that something was wrong. , was about to take off the clothes directly, but as soon as his hand touched one of them, he paused.
With a "bang" sound, the man closed the cabinet door directly. When he closed the door, his hands were still empty and he didn't take anything off.
…
Ji Nuan herself didn't expect that she would actually fall asleep in Mo Jingshen's office.
She was obviously preparing to pack her clothes, but she fell asleep just sitting there.
After waking up, I kept my eyes closed for a long time before I had the courage to open them. I moved a little and found that I was still lying down in the same position at the end of the bed, with my legs hanging behind the end of the bed. They were already a little numb because of this position.
"Hiss—" She made a small sound, very soft, but it was particularly obvious in the quiet rest room.
The man standing tall and tall in front of the window turned around: "Are you awake?"
Ji Nuan was startled, not expecting him to be there. She turned her head and saw the man standing not far away.
He inserted one hand into the pocket of his trousers. He was still wearing the same trousers and shirt that couldn't find any wrinkles from last night. He was standing there with the morning light outside the window behind him, looking down at her lightly, standing like this against the light. The angle seemed to rim him with gold, but his expression could not be seen clearly.
Ji Nuan looked at him like this and felt in an indescribable trance for several seconds.
However, at this time when she thought he was still her Mo Jingshen, the man's merciless lips pulled out a smile that was almost nonchalant, but the smile was too cold and exaggerated: "Although you really want to be here." I'm playing the tenderness card of searching for memories in front of me, but you have to remember clearly that I have no amnesia, and I don't need you to remind me of all the good things or warmth that happened in the past. It's a waste to impress me in this way. Time is a waste of feelings.”
He might as well not say anything and just stand here, and she could still have a sweet dream.
One sentence shattered her dream again.
Ji Nuan closed her eyes for a moment, opened them again, sat up, raised her hands and rubbed her hair, and said a little tiredly: "I have been doing physical work in the new office building these days, and I didn't expect that sitting here would actually I can fall asleep." When she said this, she was mocking herself: "Mo Jingshen, if you didn't speak, it would really make people feel special, beautiful, and pleasing to the eye, but now you speak directly to people's hearts. Stamp up.”
"Is it?"
She smiled: "Don't you think so?"
The man just looked at her indifferently and said nothing more.