One day, I will tell you with a smile that I no longer love you. - "Really?" Su Mozheng turned her head and saw Bai Xinhui waiting for Jin Zun's answer with burning eyes. In her clear eyes,
There is no viciousness or calculation, just a child-like innocent look.
Her eyes deepened a little, and she watched Jin Zun nod his head without hesitation, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Mr. Jin, are you sure I'm just your secretary?"
That voice was so clear and clear that the veins on Jin Zun's forehead began to beat unconsciously.
When Bai Xinhui heard this, her eyes immediately changed. She tugged on Jin Zun's sleeves and asked, "Zun, what do you mean by this!?" At the same time, a sinister look fell on Su Mozheng who was walking next to her.
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The latter slightly shrugged her shoulders, with a noncommittal look on her face, "Miss Bai, this is what it means literally." She flicked the shoulders where she and Bai Xinhui were crossing each other, with a calm smile on her face and the action of flicking dust.
Arrogant and disdainful.
Jin Zun's face darkened a little unconsciously. He straightened Bai Xinhui's shoulders. Jin Zun smiled fondly, "Xinhui, it's time for me to go to work!" He lifted the lunch box in his hand again, "I'll wait a moment.
I will eat it up, I promise." His thin lips closed lightly, and the gloom on his face was completely gone, and instead he was relaxed and natural when facing his lover.
Su Mozheng chuckled and walked in. She was wearing a mature white-collar suit, her hair was tied up in a bun, her back was straight, and her back was not hurried at all, but rather calm.
Maybe forgetting someone always requires an equation, from the pain at the beginning, to the numbness later, and after the numbness, there is no feeling, and in the end, there is no pain at all. Jin Zun, I should be glad that I finally no longer love you.
Yet?
Bai Xinhui knew Jin Zun's temper, so she couldn't say anything right away, so she could only say with a flat mouth: "Okay, then I'll go back, remember to eat it all, don't lie to me!"
He looked at her almost childish behavior, and the scene from many years ago came to his mind. She cut all ten of her fingers to learn how to cook for him, and when she wrapped them in gauze, her palms were as swollen as steamed buns. But she was
She smiled and told him, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!"
With eyes burning, Jin Zun reached out and hugged her into his arms, hugging Bai Xinhui at the entrance of the company where people were coming and going.
Through the thin layers of clothing, he could almost feel the bones on her back. Her body was so thin and fragile...
If it weren't for him, how could she end up in this situation!
"Xinhui, do you hate me?" He asked this question tremblingly, almost daring to listen to her answer. He said this to Su Mozheng, and now he said it to Bai Xinhui again.
How ridiculous. He seems to have been asking this question recently, do you hate me? These three words seem to have exhausted a lifetime of effort.
Bai Xinhui's face suddenly lost color, her lips were trembling so much that she could hardly speak, "Sir, why do you ask that?"
"No..." Jin Zun rested his chin on her shoulder and smiled a little self-deprecatingly, "I'm just afraid that one day, you will say you hate me..."
"How is that possible?" Bai Xinhui squeezed her body deeper into his chest, "Sir, I don't know how."
"As long as you still love me, I won't."
Jin Zun took a deep breath and then pushed her away, "Look, go back. I should go to work."
When she didn't leave, Jin Zun smiled again, "You go first, I'll watch you leave, and then I feel relieved." He stood at the door of Su's house, watching her get into the driver's car, and the car gradually went away, his pupils
But I felt a little dazed.
Xinhui, now I don’t even dare to say I love you anymore. Because I’m not sure if I still only love you.
Su Mozheng had just entered the office, and before her butt had warmed up the chair, Jin Zun pushed open the door and came in.
The light came in, and his tall figure stood outside the door, with only half of his face tilted slightly, "Su Mozheng, come to my office!"
She raised her head in surprise, her fingers still resting on the document page, and then she slightly curved her lips, "Yes, Mr. Jin!" If you have something to say to me, huh, I also have something to ask you?
"Su Mozheng, what do you mean!?" She just stepped into the door of the CEO's office. As soon as the door closed, he roared and hit her head and face.
Su Mozheng was stunned for a moment, and then she realized, "What do you mean by Mr. Jin's words?"
He stood behind the desk, with his palms on the table, his upper body slightly bent, and silently stared at her, who was standing a few steps away from An Ran, with a heavy breath, like a black panther that had only been plucked. Hearing this, he picked
Raising an eyebrow, "What do you mean? You know it yourself!"
Su Mozheng narrowed her eyes slightly, like a calculating kitten, folded her arms, and then sneered, "Mr. Jin probably didn't mean what I just said."
"Ah, I'm so sorry!" She covered her lips pretending to be panicked, "I accidentally slipped out of my mouth. I really hate my mouth."
"Su, Mo, Zheng!" He called her name word by word, his fingers almost clenched into fists.
"Oh," Su Mozheng finally stopped pretending to be stupid, "Jin Zun, can you only allow your state officials to set fires, but not my people to light lamps?" A simple sentence, but full of sarcasm.
What? Because Bai Xinhui was present, I was afraid that she would be unhappy, so I didn’t dare to continue to be presumptuous. If Bai Xinhui was not present, could I say nonsense to her?
"Jin Zun, I just want to remind you that I, Su Mozheng, am not a soft persimmon for you to manipulate. If you want to play tricks, don't blame me for being rude!" In one sentence, she gritted her teeth. The information was still with her.
In my desk, Jin Zun, how do you want to answer me!?
He looked at her silently for a while, then withdrew his hand, turned around and sat in the boss's chair, "Is this how you think of me in your heart?"
"Then what do you think I should think of you!?" She asked back, suddenly feeling that this sentence was a bit ambiguous. Just as she was about to speak, he had already issued an eviction order, "In this case, you can go out." He pinched his eyebrows with his fingers.
, as if he didn't want to talk to her anymore.
She finally got angry and smiled instead of being angry, "Mr. Jin, I come in as soon as you let me in, and I leave as soon as I go out. Am I such an easy person to get rid of!?"
"Now that you have asked all the questions you should ask me, as a courtesy, you should also answer the questions I asked, right?"
His fingers paused between his eyebrows, as if he couldn't believe that she had said these words, and he quickly raised his eyes to look at her, "Su Mozheng," he curled his lips weakly, "You can tell me, this
Is this your true character?"
She was stunned by the question he asked, and then she was stunned, and lowered her eyes uncomfortably. It seemed that maybe...she thought of that man, who said, be the truest version of yourself.