Chapter 920

After all this, Morson got up and decided to leave.

One side of the wind Yue all the time pay attention to his action, watching him out of the office, she a hurry, quickly catch up.

As soon as he was about to enter the elevator, he was caught by someone's wrist. Looking back, he was in a hurry.

Hang head, cool sight falls on the hand that breeze Yue grasps his wrist.

Feng Yue also felt it and immediately let him go.

"Something?" He glanced at the wind.

"You, are you going again?" Feng Yue bit his lips and asked in a low voice.

He has asked for leave for many days. People in the office don't know why he asked for leave. For Feng Yue who likes him, he naturally hopes to see him every day.

Hearing her words, Morson frowned unconsciously: "does this have anything to do with you?"

Feng Yue felt hot on her face. Indeed, it has nothing to do with her. If he wants to leave or stay, it is his freedom. She has no right to ask.

However, she just can't help but want to care about him.

Besides, she already knew that he took special care of the writer named meatball in his group.

In fact, she was very curious, in accordance with his nature that he was not close to anyone, why he was so interested in a third rate writer.

Did he like that meatball?

"Huahua, I heard about the meatball." Think about it, she said.

It's not just her, but the editorial staff.

The chief editor of other people's website has come to negotiate with their chief editor. Can they not know this.

Smell speech, Mo Sen coldly glanced at her one eye: "her affairs I have dealt with, take care of your group of people, as for my people, don't bother you to worry about."

Feng Yue's face was stiff, and he didn't know what to say.

But it also confirmed one thing.

Huahua really cares about the meatballs written by the third rate writers. She just asked a little, and he maintained the meatballs like this.

This has never happened before.

Although Huahua did not pay much attention to her before, at least she would not be so cold.

"Huahua, I'm just curious."

Morson drew his eyes from her face without expression. At this time, the elevator door opened.

When he stepped into the elevator, he stopped and his cold voice sounded: "put your mind back. Some things are never possible."

The elevator door is closed.

Fengyue stood in the same place, looking at the closed elevator door, tightly biting the lower lip, pale face, eyes instantly red.

Naturally she knew what moson meant.

He made it clear that she would be a fool if she didn't understand.

However, falling in love is falling in love. How can it be so easy for her to give up.

Meatballs, right? She wants to see what's sacred.

Feng Yue rubbed her eyes and turned back to the editing studio.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he received a call.

After hearing what was said on the other end of the phone, Morson's expression became a little impatient.

It seems that I will go back later today.

He hung up the phone, just wanted to call Song Xi, only to find out that he was in a hurry and his mobile phone was not charged.

Now it's only 3 percent of the electricity. I can't make a phone call.

Morson sighed and put the phone away.

At this time, Song Xi, who was at home, saw that the time was getting later and later, but moson didn't come back all the time.

I called him. It turned off.

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