President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

"Orange, tell me the truth, you are in love, right?" Liu Ziwen asked Xia Cheng in a low voice.

Xia Cheng's chopsticks fell to the ground with a clatter, instinctively denying: "Why!"

After she finished speaking, she realized that she had overreacted, so she adjusted her state quickly, and smiled enchantingly at Liu Ziwen: "I think you are interested in falling in love lately, and everyone seems to be falling in love."

"Am I that obvious?" Liu Ziwen reached out and touched her face.

Really, Xia Chengle said: "You are about to fall down as an independent female in the new era, but I support you. I want to talk about it. How can I be happy?"

"Where I can talk if I want to talk, how can I talk without someone, I can't just grab one, right?"

Liu Ziwen sighed and looked out the window, a little confused: "I recently became envious of true love. I want to talk about it seriously when I'm not old, instead of looking at the conditions, or ,Simply Playing."

Really sad.

Xia Cheng picked up the chopsticks, got up and patted her on the shoulder, and comforted: "Fate is a wonderful thing. Sometimes it comes as I say it, and I wish you a blessing."

"You're right." Liu Ziwen nodded, and seeing Xia Cheng stood up, she was surprised: "You don't want to eat anymore? Why don't you replace the chopsticks? You have to eat."

"I'm full." Xia Cheng smiled slightly, picked up the dinner plate and left.

In the evening, she arrived at the bar at the agreed time.

"I shouldn't be late?" Xia Cheng sat next to Bai Wenjian.

Bai Wenjian looked at Xia Cheng and smiled: "Your time mind has always been very strong, what do you drink?"

Xia Cheng glanced at his cup and said, "Just like you."

"That happens. I saved a bottle of vodka here, thinking you can't drink it so strong." Bai Wenjian waved the bartender and said, "Help me get the vodka out."

"OK."

Bai Wenjian poured wine for Xia Cheng: "Do you know how to play? Tennis, badminton, etc."

"Thank you." Xia Cheng took a cup and took a sip, then said: "Well, you are interested in these?"

"I will go to the arena on weekends. What do you do on weekends?"

"I love home more."

Bai Wenjian was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and clinked glasses with her, and said, "You, a person who has been abroad for seven or eight years, tell me about love for home."

"Just because I have been outside for a long time, I found out that I love home, can't it?"

"Of course you say it's OK. It's good to love a family. I love a family occasionally, but I have to have my own life, right?"

"Everyone has their own lives." Xia Cheng answered, looking around in the bar.

This is a clean bar, there is no noisy music, but bright lights, not dark light, drinking, talking, and even work.

Bai Wenjian followed her gaze and curled his lips: "Is this a good place?"

"Well, it's not bad, you can come and relax occasionally."

"Trust me, go to play, sweat, and drink a cold beer. You will have a more relaxing weekend." Bai Wenjian looked at her and invited: "So, do you want to go together on weekends?"

She exercises so many times a week, running and jogging at home, practicing yoga, but also sweating, of course, knows that exercise is very effective for relaxation of work pressure.

Moreover, when she was abroad, she had many Chinese friends who would also meet to play basketball together. After so long, she was a little interested.

Xia Cheng didn't answer right away. Bai Wenjian thought she was scrupulous and didn't want to go out alone with him, so he said again: "My friends who play together, if you don't mind, I want to call them together."

"Of course." Xia Cheng smiled.

"Then we are settled, I will pick you up on Saturday?"

"Don't be so troublesome. You can send me a location when the time comes. I'll just drive over by myself."

"also."

Friendship is becoming more and more familiar in the constant exchanges, and it becomes less and less important, so he is not in a hurry.

Bai Wenjian clinked glasses with her: "The appointment of your partner would be done right away, but the headquarters was pressured again, saying that it will be done after the end of this quarter. I have something for you, but Feel sorry."

This season has just begun!

Xia Cheng shook the bar's hand tightly, and then relaxed again: "It's not your problem. What did you say sorry? Isn't it the end of this quarter? It's more than two months, it doesn't matter, I just wait."

"Don't worry, at the end of this quarter, you must be a partner."

"Okay, thank you." Xia Cheng raised the glass to him and drank it in one gulp.

"You drink slowly, this wine is a bit alcoholic."

"It doesn't matter." Xia Cheng picked up the bottle and poured it over for him: "I remember, you mentioned your girlfriend in the previous emails? Are you okay now?"

Although everyone in the company thinks that Bai Wenjian is single, she also said that, but in fact, he thinks that he should have a woman.

How can a normal man who looks good, has a successful career, has normal hobbies, and likes to socialize, has been living a life of pure heart and little desire.

Bai Wenjian was startled, then shook his head and smiled: "Should I say you have a good memory or not? I mentioned that I had a girlfriend, and the only time it was about me breaking up with her."

Uh, Xia Cheng awkwardly covered her forehead: "Sorry, it seems that I have a bad memory."

Bai Wenjian laughed, raised his hand and knocked her head: "Come with me for a drink, and forgive you for bringing up my sadness."

His head knocking movement didn’t work hard, it was just a little too familiar. Xia Cheng couldn’t help thinking of the person who knocked her on the head like that. He was obviously a boy so much younger than her. Many times, he always did it to make her feel , Something he can rely on.

He concealed that he was Mo Jingsen's assistant. She was actually not that angry anymore.

But, as Liu Ziwen said, he is too good, so good it can be said that he has a bright future.

But he was like a little milk dog she raised, turning around her, making good food for her, and tidying up the house for her. She is with him, is she to accompany him in his footsteps, or, after waiting for him to take down his boundless future one by one, she will not be able to accommodate her in his broad vision?

"Is my condition too excessive?" Bai Wenjian pretended to be angry when she saw her looking down.

She actually thought of Su Zhan, Xia Cheng recovered, and drank the wine in the glass in one sip: "It's not too much, so I drank this glass."

Xia Cheng drank the wine and looked at the watch on her wrist: "It's getting late, shouldn't it be the end of today?"

"I'll drop you off."

"No, I drove here, and I have already ordered a driver."

"... You stayed abroad for a long time, are you so independent and don't give people any chance to show off the spirit of a gentleman?" Bai Wenjian said with a sense of helplessness and jokingly.

"Independent woman, isn't it cute, right?" Xia Cheng's voice was slightly lower.

It was probably because of drinking that she thought a little bit more, thinking of Su Zhan, and then of her ex-boyfriend.

"Independent women are what men really want."

"Thank you for comforting me, let's go." Xia Cheng made a gesture of goodbye.

But when she got in the car, she found that Bai Wenjian had followed.

"I didn't come by car, just send me a ride by the way?" Bai Wenjian smiled.

Everyone got in the car, she couldn't drive him down, he was her boss, but, "You just said you want to drop me off?"

Bai Wenjian smiled and said, "I drank too much and forgot that I didn't drive."

This can also be forgotten, and Xia Cheng also laughed.

The two laughed happily, but the co-pilot was turned on, and Su Zhan quickly rushed into the car: "I looked at a car like yours. I didn't expect it to be. What a coincidence, give me a ride."

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