Mo Chifeng was sitting in the office of Jinsheng Consortium, staring at the photos sent to him by Jian Mu on his mobile phone. His profile was calm, and the smile on his lips had never been gentler.
"How's it going? I'm pretty good at taking pictures, right?" Jian Mu bent her right leg, and the two brothers stretched out an arm and put it on Ning Yunsu's shoulders, looking high-spirited.
"Go wash it out, find a picture frame, and put it on my bedside!"
The angle of the photo was very good. He held her hand and lowered his head to look at her. She also raised her head, her eyes were crooked, and the infinite starlight in her eyes broke into his mind with the help of sight, giving him an uneasy impulse.<
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They were all laughing, laughing at the wonderful fate and similar destiny. Everything around them had nothing to do with them and became a foil unknowingly.
Captured by the camera, a moment becomes eternity.
Placing their photo on the bedside was a special and ambiguous signal. Jian Mu and Ning Yunsu exchanged glances, with the same surprise in their eyes.
There won't be any photos in Mo Chifeng's bedroom. Now that he has this idea, it means that he is already obsessed with Rong Lingling, right?
"You want to pursue her?" Ning Yunsu spoke faster than Jian Mu.
When Mo Chifeng heard this, he glanced sideways at him, but said nothing and walked out of the office expressionlessly.
Pursuit?
He thought about it, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't.
He had never experienced feelings before, and he didn't know how this mysterious-sounding thing manifested itself. He only knew that being with her, or even just looking at her, would make his mood better for no reason.
He stood in the empty and quiet corridor, found Rong Lingling's number and dialed it. He closed his eyes amidst the gentle ringtone. He seemed to hear something crack in his heart, and the fragments turned into countless shadows.
Go to unknown places.
"Hello?"
Just when Mo Chifeng thought that no one was answering the call, Rong Lingling's gentle voice came from the receiver.
She rested late yesterday, and if Mo Chifeng hadn't woken her up with a phone call, she would have fallen asleep on the table. The screen of the laptop was still on, with several large paragraphs of dense French written on it.
"I would like to treat you to a meal, Lingling. I wonder if you are free tonight."
He didn't invite Rong Lingling in the end because he was a step too late and Jingye had already made an appointment with her in advance.
"Why don't you go in, sir?"
When Bai Chu came back from outside, he happened to see Mo Chifeng who hung up the phone and looked a little disappointed.
Mo Chifeng didn't explain. He noticed the car key in his hand and knew clearly, "Have you gone to practice driving?"
"There is a game tonight and I want to go and play. I heard there are a few fish that slipped through the net. I'll try my luck. Maybe I can catch them all!"
"Then let me see tonight how your clever cat catches those cunning fish."
Bai Chu raised his lips, and the white suit he wore could not remove the sinister look in his eyes, but made him even more evil and sycophantic.
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The night has completely fallen, the neon lights are shining with dazzling light, and the light shadows are reflected in the river, which has a kind of blurred beauty.
"I'll be there soon." Rong Lingling controlled the steering wheel, wearing Bluetooth headphones on his ears, chewing gum and talking on the phone with Ke Lingye.
Her destination is the largest underground racing venue in the imperial capital.
The racing track today was very lively for some unknown reason. There were high-end luxury cars parked everywhere. She looked around, stepped forward and knocked on the window of a black Bentley.
The car door opened, and Ke Lingye, who was full of melancholy, walked out and was playing a game of Three Kingdoms.
"Win!" After he said this, he immediately took out his sunglasses and put them on, his melancholy tinged with sharpness.