Chapter 133

Mo Qingling glared at her: "let you put it, so much nonsense."

Zhang Qi had to nod weakly, "yes."

Mo Qingling nodded, clapped and turned away.

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when he got out of the elevator, Wen Yiyi turned for more than half a circle before he came to the secretary department outside the general office.

"Are you winiyi?" A voice suddenly came from behind.

Wen Yiyi turned his head and saw a tall woman standing behind him, wearing a pair of black eyeglass frames, about 278.

She nodded, "I am."

Tang Yi gave a sound and looked at her: "come with me, Mo is always waiting for you."

Then he turned and went to the general office.

Seeing this, Wen Yiyi quickly followed up.

Tang Yi takes her to the gate of the general office, stops and knocks on the door.

Inside came a low "please come in", is the voice of Mo Xiuchen.

Tang Yi turned to Wen Yiyi, nodded to her and said in a light voice, "go in."

The words fall, Tang Yi turns around, stepping on that pair of hate sky high, left.

Wen Yiyi stood at the door, looking at the tightly closed door and reaching out to push it open.

Mo Xiuchen was standing in front of the French window, talking to people on the phone, and his low voice was swirling in the office.

The sunlight outside the window pulled his figure very long, and his white and handsome face seemed unreal and unreal.

Wen Yiyi looked at his handsome face, not again a stay, no longer move eyes.

A "creak" is the sound of the door opening.

Mo Xiu Chen tiny side head, toward the door side looked an eye, and quickly draw back the line of sight.

In a few words, Mo Xiuchen hung up and turned back to his desk.

After sitting down, Mo Xiuchen saw that Wen Yiyi was still standing there, staring at himself without blinking, just like losing his soul. He frowned slightly and said, "what are you still standing there for? Come here

The familiar male voice brings back Wen Yiyi's mind.

Aware that he saw God, Wen Yiyi's white face quickly dyed a rouge.

She pinched the palm of her hand, took a deep breath, took the paper bag on her hand and went to him. She put the paper on the table and pushed it to him.

"Why are you so late?" Mo Xiuchen frowned and asked, took the document bag she handed over, opened it and looked at it. Seeing that it was really the one she forgot to take, he put it back on the desk.

She stood at the table and looked at him. Her watery eyes were dark and bright. They looked like a dark purple grape. She spoke slowly and explained, "I was stopped on the first floor. There is no reservation slip."

Smell speech, Mo Xiu Chen dun dun.

He flashed something at the bottom of his eyes, disappeared again, and made a bland sound.

After that, there was silence in the office.

He didn't speak, and she was embarrassed to speak.

I don't know how long it's been. Wen Yiyi's feet are numb.

She was hesitating whether to turn around and walk away now. Anyway, the things he wanted had already been delivered, and there was nothing for her. But all the words came to my lips, but I couldn't say a word.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her face to change the expression, for a while tangled for a while and release, the bottom of my heart can not help but feel a bit funny.

Slender finger beat a few times on the tabletop, Mo Xiuchen voice low way: "clear Ling send you?"

Wen Yiyi nodded, "yes."

"Have you had breakfast on the table?"

"Yes."

Two people ask and answer, as if the subordinate is reporting something to the boss.