Xiao Jirong's office is very wide, so big that it feels empty.

He stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the entire R city from the height of the thirty-second floor.

The gloomy and lonely figure made the secretary who entered the door feel a little depressed. She put down the things in her hands with fear, "President, the mobile phone and mobile phone card you requested have been processed."

Xiao Jirong did not look back, his white figure looked dark and lonely in the sunset, "Let's go out."

The little secretary took the order and left the office quickly with small steps.

The door was closed.

Xiao Jirong stood by the window, like a sculpture.

After a long while, he turned around and picked up the newly delivered mobile phone on the table.

It's still a Nokia brand, with a blue body and a somewhat old style, but Mu Siyu likes it.

He remembered overhearing her telling An Lu that she only liked this phone because in the orphanage, many things would happen, including being beaten and abused by groups...

Only by using this brand of mobile phone, she does not have to save a lot of money to buy a new mobile phone...

That mobile phone has been with her for several years, and using this one has become a habit.

He was holding the small mobile phone, and he seemed to be able to picture her being naughty or domineering before his eyes.

The smile on the corner of my mouth began to slowly spread...

However, before the smile reached her eyes, her words rang in her ears, "I have never regarded you as my brother-in-law!"

As if he had been struck by lightning, he slowly put the phone into the box, and the small smile on his face became stiff.

He is her brother-in-law, and he is Mu Xianglan's boyfriend. This will never change.

He was already very sorry for Mu Xianglan, he couldn't...

She is right, there are many things that become terrible habits over time...

Frowning, Xiao Jirong picked up the phone and dialed the company's internal number, "Liefeng, help me do something..."

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"Anlu Anlu Anlu, what do you think I should do..." Mu Siyu buried her head in the quilt next to Anlu, her voice muffled.

An Lu smiled helplessly, picked up the peeled apple and handed it to her, "If I ask you to give up, you will definitely beat me up again. For my own sake, so be it, I'll treat you to the apple."

Mu Siyu stuck her head out from the quilt in dissatisfaction, snatched the apple from his hand, sat on the chair next to her and gnawed fiercely, "In addition to eating apples, what else can you do to comfort me?"

"Don't you like to eat apples the most?" An Lu chuckled and looked at her lightly, his eyes soft, "I remember when I was in the orphanage, every time there was an apple, you would rush forward desperately and hold out one.

Make a pile, and then kindly give me a few."

Mu Siyu gnawed on the apple for a moment, and a smile slowly appeared in the corner of her eyes. At that time, she was so desperate to grab the apple, wasn't it because Anlu liked to eat apples!

She kept her self-respect for him considerately and pretended that she only shared it with him because she liked to be loyal, just so that he wouldn't feel that she was pitying him.

This fool has not known why for so many years.

But she didn't want to expose it, the worst she could do was eat a few more apples.

An Lu smiled and looked at her eating the apple with a smile on her face, "Eat slowly, you have to remember that you are a woman."
Chapter completed!