President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

"There is a story in this?" Mo Jingsen asked.

Shen Xilan was immersed in her thoughts and walked forward in a daze, until she suddenly heard Mo Jingsen's voice that she woke up.

She stopped and waited for the man who silently followed her all the way to join her before walking forward again: "Well, the owner of this jewelry is the master's first love, and the only woman in his life who has ever moved."

As she talked, she felt that she was thinking too much. If she really fell in love, the old lady would not leave without saying goodbye. Maybe the old lady was just a trusted friend to the master? Leaving is a choice that cannot be responded to and has to be made?

Shen Xilan's excitement instantly turned into melancholy. She sighed softly and wanted to speak again. A shout came from behind: "Miss Shen."

Shen Xilan turned around and saw a staff member jogging all the way and handing a letter: "Our boss ordered me to send this letter. He said that maybe you are the person whom the old lady said."

Shen Xilan was stunned for a while. After receiving the letter, the recipient was not written on the envelope, but there was a row of slender words in the corner, ‘Unfortunately, life cannot be repeated. ’

Obviously, the old lady, like the master, left with regrets.

"Be careful." Mo Jingsen stretched out his hand to hold Shen Xilan, frowned slightly to remind.

Shen Xilan realized that she almost hit the wall at the corner.

She stuck her tongue out to Mo Jingsen: "Isn't you here?"

This is true, it is really liked, because she is there, she can wander away at will, knowing that he will protect her.

Mo Jingsen raised the corner of his mouth, grabbed the big palm of her wrist and wanted to slide, holding hands directly, the two palms were close together, Shen Xilan suddenly withdrew, Mo Jingsen was startled, and looked at Shen Xi dissatisfied. Lan, but found Shen Xilan looking towards a room next to the elevator.

"Someone?" Mo Jingsen asked.

Shen Xilan nodded and smiled: "Well, there was a seam just now. I saw an eye. Fortunately, I am brave, otherwise I will be scared to death."

Chen Qiuman hasn't left yet, this unstoppable temperament is still worth exaggerating.

"Take it." Mo Jingsen handed the jewelry box that he had just photographed to Shen Xilan.

Shen Xilan passively caught: "What are you doing?"

Mo Jingsen didn't answer, and his slender legs took a big step, went straight to the room, and then pushed the door. Only then did he hear the door click and lock.

"Open the door by myself, or I will find someone to come up and open the door." Although Mo Jingsen's voice was not loud, it was extremely cold and stern.

After a few seconds of silence, the door opened slowly.

With a smile that was almost unsustainable, Chen Qiuman hurriedly explained: "Mr. Mo, I, I just want to show that Assistant Mo will follow your activities before. I'm afraid that you have anything you need to order. Follow me, don’t get me wrong, I’m definitely not following!"

She glanced at Mo Jingsen secretly, and her unangered expression made her even more anxious.

Chen Qiuman didn't see Mo Jingsen's answer after explaining, the time was so difficult every minute, her legs began to tremble.

As the secretary-general of Sheng Yuan’s President’s Department, even if she has not had much contact with Mo Jingsen, she knows that the rumors about Mo Jingsen’s iron-blooded wrists are not false. If she irritates him, her job is not worth mentioning. .

Chen Qiuman became more afraid as he thought about it, regretting his reckless behavior today.

She almost knelt down to admit her mistake, but she heard Mo Jingsen say something plainly: "There is nothing to tell, you go back."

What? Chen Qiuman almost thought he had auditory hallucinations in his ears.

She looked up suddenly, and saw that Mo Jingsen had already turned and left.

Chen Qiuman was stunned for a moment, and then there was a burst of ecstasy in her heart. Her words sounded too fake, so she didn't believe it, let alone Mo Jingsen, then why did Mo Jingsen believe it?

The only explanation is that he was different from her. After he discovered that the person hiding here was her, he didn't intend to pursue it.

Chen Qiuman's unbearable excitement met Shen Xilan's mocking eyes, she froze, and a jealous resentment slid across her eyes.

When I came, I just took a long look and knew that the dress was well-dressed, but now I look closer and I can discover how good looks can be described. It's so beautiful, but she should have worn this dress!

Those eye-catching eyes today should be hers!

Hmph, a jewelry director was brought to watch the jewelry auction, but it was for work, and the dress was also a must for work! I'll return it soon after I specify it!

In the elevator

Shen Xilan asked: "Do you have plans for her?"

When she came, she reminded that Chen Qiuman was also there. Mo Jingsen didn't give any response. Just now, she heard that someone had passed by. When the person came out, he didn't pursue it.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Mo Jingsen must be planning something.

"Well, your design draft should be put on the table these days and forgot to collect it." Mo Jingsen reminded.

Shen Xilan raised her eyebrows slightly: "I guess it's almost the same on Monday, but I will catch it on the weekend. Want to catch the manifestation?"

"It's just how boring to catch the appearance. The people behind her are so generous to a small person. They must be a generous master. They will definitely not care about throwing more money in."

"I seem to be sympathetic to them." Shen Xilan said with a smile.

Mo Jingsen was originally a black-bellied lord, and his kindness is divided, and she, too, is such a person, does not provoke me, everything is easy to say, since ancient times, she has always been the first to pick up and be cheap.

They went out of the hotel gate, and the driver had already drove over.

"Go to the shore." Mo Jingsen ordered directly.

Shen Xilan's eyes rounded: "I want to go home."

Leaning on the bank is Mo Jingsen's hotel industry, and what to do to take her there is self-evident. Seeing men seem to be wanting and wanting, but in fact they are unwilling to die.

"The hand is still so cold." Mo Jingsen held her hand and glanced at the driver. The driver immediately turned on the heating, and raised the baffle very eye-catchingly.

"I have to help you warm up. How can I rest assured when I go back like this?" Mo Jingsen's two thick palms wrapped her little hands, rubbing them all the time, speaking solemnly.

"So take me to the hotel, help me warm my hands, and send me home after warming up?" Shen Xilan asked in a very simple way.

"Smart." Mo Jingsen nodded and smiled, expressing appreciation.

This is still addictive, right?

Shen Xilan smiled sweetly, and said softly, "Brother Mo is really nice."

The sound of Brother Mo was terrible. Mo Jingsen never felt that his brother would still have a bloody bloodline.

He looked at her attractive red lips, his eyes darkened, her apple jewels rolled slightly, and she looked at her agile eyes with a small smug smile, he grasped her hand that he was holding, and slammed behind the seat. One click.

Shen Xilan had just reacted badly, and when he wanted to fight back, his lips had been blocked by the man's dominance.

As if with punishment, the kiss came aggressively, not giving her the slightest chance to fight back, and strongly in front of the dominant party.

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