Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Out of the office, Ji Nuan was still wondering whether Grandpa Mo and Mo Jingshen's father would have a fierce battle recently, and he did not know who won or lost in the "sun grandma" war between this son and his son.

But the ultimate victory seems to be the key to Mo Jingshen.

Thinking about it, suddenly Mo Jingshen took her wrist and walked towards the elevator. She glimpsed the female employee passing by, and looked at this direction with envy and surprise.

Wouldn't it be too high-profile to show affection in such a direct way in the company?

Ji Nuan was busy pulling out her hand, but Mo Jingshen increased her grip on her hand and did not give her a chance to escape.

I was about to go to the exclusive elevator, and faintly saw the female employees whispering carefully while holding their hearts, but I couldn't hear what they were whispering.

How could she know that anyone in the company could not fail to see this scene.

President Mo is in the company, saying that he is indifferent to being indifferent. The employees are afraid to make a mistake in front of the president. After all, Mo's is not such a good place to stay. However, President Mo has never been so patient and kind in the company. He will not easily become furious, but he is definitely not so good at speaking. In the hearts of everyone, President Mo is still very cold except high cold ...

But who could have thought that President Mo actually loved his wife so much? !!

Mo's gentle glance at Ji Nuan just now is killing people--

"Mr. Mo." Just when the exclusive elevator stopped on the top floor, the door had not opened yet, and the voice of Secretary An suddenly came.

When Ji Nu heard the voice, she turned around and looked at her subconsciously.

Secretary An's gaze was straight at Mo Depth.

Mo Jingshen didn't look back, his voice was light and cold: "What's the matter?"

"You have a meeting with the CEO of the DC Group at 2 pm, and go to the conference room at 4 pm to hear the monthly summary of the financial department. Are you going out now? Do you need me to move your afternoon trip to tomorrow?"

An Shuyan's eyes looked at Mo Jingshen without blinking. At this moment, I never looked at Ji Nuan from beginning to end.

Mo Jingshen said quietly: "The DC meeting moved to tomorrow morning, and I will return to the company before four o'clock."

An Shuyan's expression remained unchanged, but he reminded softly: "But President Mo, the CEO of the DC Group has met you for more than a month, and finally got approval, and finally I can talk to you in person today ..."

At the side of Mo Jingshen, Ji Nuan said in a low voice that only he could hear: "You must be busy in the afternoon. I just mentioned a hot pot casually just now. It is not necessary to eat."

As soon as the voice fell, his palm was pinched by him calmly, and her hand was held in his palm.

Ji Nuan said nothing.

The secretary An described his "busy" in the afternoon in such a detailed way that she didn't believe she didn't mean to tell her.

Although the secretary is the secretary, Mo Jingshen is the person in charge of the company. He masters everything himself. If Mo Jingshen doesn't think it is necessary to give the company's face too much, Ji Nuan will consciously say nothing.

"Mr. Mo, it's almost two o'clock. If you don't have anything important, wait until the DC person has seen it before ..." An Shuyan is still a formulaic tone, his eyes are still staring at the side of Mo Depth face.

The depth of ink in the scene was natural and unusual, with a light tone: "The season is warm and hungry, you can't wait."

Very understatement.

Ji Nuan smiled silently and wanted to hit him.

She was not born to starve to death, who said she couldn't wait!

She didn't say a word quietly, didn't look at him, and didn't look at Secretary An again. She just pricked his palm with her nails quietly, but made him hold tighter.

An Shu paused, calmly, nodded slowly, and smiled again: "Okay, I know, President Mo."

In the few times I have seen since childhood, Mo Jingshen has always been an alienated and indifferent man, but for the first time, she felt that his alienation was farther away, his indifference was colder, and the distance was significantly greater than before. .

Until the two entered the elevator, An Shuyan saw the door slowly closed in the elevator. She held the documents in her hand, remained silent for a long time, and turned and walked away.

"She seems to be an opponent ..." Ji Nuan said quietly in the elevator beside Mo Jingshen.

Mo Jingshen glanced at her: "Huh?"

"She's calm." Ji Nuan commented.

It is the calmness that Mo Jingshen, a man is bound to get, is the calmness that does not put the presence of Ji Nuan in his eyes at all.

Calm to the point that Ji Nuan's little desire for victory was raised, raising his hand and holding Mo Jingshen's arm, he said firmly, "But some people, no matter how good and confident they are, can't get involved in other people's marriage to be a Primary Three. No matter how many women you are staring at, you can only be my man! "

Mo Jingshen smiled lowly: "Well, you man."

Ji Nuan raised his eyes and looked at the reflective mirror on the elevator door. They stood together.

The man is very extraordinary. The gray shirt has a clear temperament. His hair is as clean as being washed thousands of times a day. He doesn't need hair spray or styling to look handsome. He is just like this. Standing casually seemed very straightforward. He was looking down at her, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

...

The place to go is just downstairs from his company. The two walked directly without driving.

After entering Hot Pot City, Ji Nuan asked, "Are you sure you can eat spicy food?"

She can't bear it herself, but sometimes it's a little bit sloppy and she really wants to eat it, but she doesn't even know the taste of Mo Jingshen.

It's a shame that Mrs. Mo is fooled ...

When Mo Jingshen walked in the door, she gave her a look that was neither deep nor shallow, and obviously had some preconceptions about her common sense.

Ji Nuan simply didn't talk. I went in and found a place to sit down. I wasn't able to make a reservation on the phone just now, but fortunately there weren't many people eating during this time. A good location by the window on the second floor was empty.

"Welcome, how many are you dining?" The waiter came over.

"Two people," Ji Nuan answered.

Mo Jingshen didn't speak, she sat directly opposite her, took the menu from the waiter, and placed it on her side without looking: "I like what you like to eat."

Seeing that President Mo was not uncomfortable with the place where the fragrance of hot pot was floating in the room, Ji Nuan lowered his head to look at the menu and drew a check mark on it. ... eat vegetables or meat? Meat, mutton or beef? Do you eat duck intestines and louvers? "

After asking, I saw Mo Jingshen glanced at her again with very opinionated eyes.

Ji Nuan raised her hand and stroked her forehead. She didn't know her husband's preferences, and she didn't want to do it. She must know more about it in the future and remember it all!