Chapter 212

Three years ago, she was very quiet. She was very dull, with a feeling of lifelessness.

Three years later, her dress became a lot more foreign, like a delicate doll in the window, and her small face was also ruddy and shiny, especially the pair of watery apricot eyes, like conversation.

The whole person looks smart.

Silly, sweet.

"But you asked me to order it." Lolo looked at the menu. "Sister waiter, I want this, this, this, and this These, these I want. "

Lolo orders up and down the menu, regardless of whether he can eat so much.

These dishes add up to five figures, but mu Yichen doesn't mean to order casually. It depends on whether he still pretends to be better.

"Yes, I'll be ready for you in a moment." The waiter respectfully left with a good menu.

Luo Luo's small hand dragged his chin, and his eyes dripped: "I ordered a five figure meal."

"It doesn't matter. You just like it." Mu Yi Chen smile of gentleness, soft eyes looking at Luo Luo, that burning hot eyes let Luo Luo some uncomfortable.

"These years," Mu Yichen throat rolling, voice a little dry: "how are you?"

"Well," Luo Luo said to him, "I'm living well now. Naogong likes me. He's good for my fried chicken."

Speaking of this, Luo Luo seems to suddenly think of something, she quickly picked up the claw machine, "Oh, I want to talk to naogong. "

" ah... " Mu Yichen is embarrassed, he wants to stop -

Luo Luo has picked up his mobile phone and made a video call.

At the same time, Mo lengqing sits on the CEO's seat and works in the high-level meetings of thousands of people.

The manager is analyzing the latest financial statements of this quarter on ppt.

In the conference room, the atmosphere was serious and solemn.

At this time, the mobile phone ring on the desk rang.

It's a little thing.

Mo lengqing subconsciously pressed the answer key.

"Hello!! Naogong, what are you doing? "

The soft, tender and childish voice sounded in the conference room.

The financial manager, who was analyzing the statements, immediately fell silent.

Everyone looked at each other.

No one dares to gasp.

Looking at the soft cute little face in the video, Mo lengqing's eyebrows bent up a little bit: "in a meeting."

"Oh, yes." The girl tooted her lips, her eyes turned, "naogong, what do you think I'm doing now?"

She also shakes the camera of her mobile phone.

The location looks like it's in a fancy coffee shop.

"Eat."

"Well, guess who I'm having dinner with?"

The girl asked again.

In front of thousands of people, Mo lengqing, who is chatting with little things on the phone, looks at the financial statements and says, "with whom."

"With your rival!"

The little thing switches the camera. It's a man's face.

In the video, the man is dressed in a sapphire blue hand-made suit, short dark brown hair and black metal rimmed glasses. He looks modest and calm, with a kind of refined scholar temperament.

Mo Leng Qing eyebrows subconsciously twisted together.

"Naogong, this is your rival," Luo Luodu said with a naive face.

"Who is this?" Mo lengqing twisted his eyebrows and asked.

Mu Yichen's face on the other end of the video was a little bit awkward. He introduced himself awkwardly and politely: "Hello, Mr. Mo, I'm a classmate from Luoluo University."

And ex boyfriend.