After Qiao Ning finished speaking, she looked at Mo Xun who remained silent and couldn't guess what he meant.

Just when she was at a loss, he finally said, "Follow me."

office.

Qiao Ning looked at the place he had returned to after two years, which was familiar yet strange.

But the mood is obviously different from two years ago.

Two years ago, she didn't know where she got her lonely courage. She rushed towards him regardless of the consequences, thinking that as long as she got close to him, she could create some fairy tale.

I just never thought that there is no such thing as a fairy tale in the adult world.

Her sudden love for Mo Xun suddenly died down and she was left in a mess.

Fortunately, this man didn't know. She could still pretend that nothing happened and stand in front of him and talk to him.

Qiao Ning thought about how to speak so that she could appear calm and no longer have the ignorant and naive attitude she once had.

For two years, she has inexplicably wanted to make the man across from her feel different about her. As for why she has this mentality, she herself doesn’t know.

But before she could organize her blockbuster opening remarks, Mo Xun spoke first.

"Sit down, don't be formal." The voice was always clear and gentle, neither light nor heavy, and it fell on Qiao Ning's heart, which made her feel a little itchy.

Mo Xun had already received the water at some point and placed it on the coffee table in front of Qiao An.

Qiao Ning stared blankly at the hand that brought the water. It was strong and strong, with clear joints. Some inappropriate pictures flashed through her mind.

That night, he led her to a new world she had never experienced before. It was this hand that moved everywhere gently and gracefully.

Qiao Ning suddenly blushed to the root of her neck, and started a little drama in her heart: Qiao Ning, wake up, my sister's business has not been done yet, how come you are just a piece of trash with a colorful mind!

"Graduated?" Mo Xun suddenly said.

"Ah?" Qiao Ning was in a daze, and it took her two seconds to react, "No, there's still one year."

"Graduate school?"

"Um."

"Which school?"

"University of Toronto."

"Always in Canada?"

"Um."

One question and one answer, as if they were being asked by elders.

It was only after Qiao Ning said her last word that she realized that her style of painting was wrong. So far, not only has she not done anything, but she has just revealed all her past.

Why did she just answer whatever he asked, without even a hint of lies?

It was me who came to see him today. When did he take the subject away from me?

Qiao Ning's face turned even redder.

Mo Xun's eyes fell directly on the little face in front of him, watching her facial expressions change several times in a short time, and the corners of her mouth raised an arc that was not easy to detect.

"Tell me what's going on." Mo Xun looked away, sat down on the sofa opposite her, crossed his legs, and looked like he was listening.

In her heart, Qiao Ning spurned her hatred of iron and steel, and then she restrained her emotions and spoke seriously, "Mr. Mo, I know it's a bit presumptuous to come to see you suddenly today, but I really have no choice."

Mo Xun's eyes deepened, "Oh? Is it related to me?"

Qiao Ning nodded, then shook his head, "To be precise, it has something to do with Mo Sheng."

After a pause, she expressed her intention, "I am here on behalf of Ankang Company. I would like to ask you to reconsider the acquisition of Chuangshi Pharmaceuticals that Mosheng has recently promoted."


Chapter completed!