Although the offices here are all glass space, but Chu Mo's office is a little special, semi closed.

In addition, because of his business trip, the curtains in the office are all pulled down.

So at the moment, Wu Mengting only knows that Chu Mo and Han Yue are in his office, but he can't see what they are doing inside!

In the mind instantaneous brain fills a color small piece, Wu Mengting gnashing teeth clap the door.

"Chu Mo! Chumo! Open the door

For a moment, the door of the office is opened, Han Yue's clothes are complete and her eyes are clear. She looks at her with a slight nod: "President Chu is giving orders to work."

At the end of the speech, she left by mistake.

Wu Mengting only saw her holding a notebook and a white box in her hand. Behind the desk a few steps away, Chu Mo looked lazy and his collar was wide open. He threw the exquisite tie at the corner of the table.

This picture makes Wu Mengting think about it.

She slammed the door a few steps to Chu Mo and said, "what were you doing just now?"

Chu Mo eyebrow tip light pick, sharp words Wu Mengting is the first time to see.

I don't know whether she is in this nature or angry at seeing Han Yue in his office.

He never paid attention to her, and in the two people get along with this period of time, she has always been a gentle and clever appearance.

It is to let Chu Mo some do not understand.

However, he didn't care. After all, he never thought about having anything to do with her.

His time is too precious to be spent on meaningless people.

Under Chu Mo's gaze, Wu Mengting finally realizes her gaffe. Her eyes soften, her lips smile and her tone turns gentle.

"As soon as you came back, you called Han Yue to the office. I know you are discussing work, but the curtains of the office are hanging. What do you want the people in the Secretariat to think?"

She smile gently, while taking the remote control up the curtain, and said: "Han Yue is a girl, after all, you do not have a good influence on her."

Chu Mo Mou Guang is deep, fingertip on the table top kowtow: "it is my mistake."

I just want to see Han Yue for the first time and say a few words to her, but I forget that human words are formidable.

Especially Wu Mengting is still there.

Wu Mengting laughed: "is not it? Besides, Han Yue has just come back from sick leave, and she always needs to adjust her state. If you have any work, you might as well ask me to do it."

"There's no job." Chu Mo took back his eyes and turned on the computer. "I didn't ask her to come in to talk about work," he said

Wu Mengting's hand a shake, rose to half of the curtain suddenly stopped, she laughed: "the curtain rises to this position just right."

She turned back, Chu Mo has been reviewing the documents, eyes no longer fell on her body.

Clenching her teeth, Wu Mengting leaves Chu Mo's office. When she passes Han Yue's desk, she glances at her desk. There is no silk scarf gift box.

She recalled that the one Han Yue took away from Chu Mo's office seemed to be the female version of a couple's watch.

She once wanted to buy one for Chu Mo, but she hasn't bought one because of the color.

……

After the bell rings, Han Yue arranges the documents and prepares to go downstairs. While waiting for the elevator, she suddenly receives a call from Huo Jingke.

She frowned slightly, but still got through the phone: "Hello, what can I do for you, uncle? I have something else to do in the evening Well, I'll be there in a minute

Huo Jingke offered her dinner and said that she had something important to talk about.

After all, Han Yue should go down.

And what she just said just happened to be heard by sun Qian passing by, so she immediately sent a message to Wu Mengting: "Han Yue, call a man named uncle again! It seems that they have an appointment somewhere

Wu Mengting replied, "well, thank you Qian Qian. I bought two bottles of Chanel's new perfume and I'll send you a bottle tomorrow."

Sun Qian jumped up happily: "thank you, miss."

Hang up the phone, Wu Mengting immediately called the private detective, arranged for him to follow Han Yue.

……

Han Yue took a taxi and arrived at the restaurant Huo Jingke said. At the window seat, the man wore a black sweater with a fine Plaid suit. The whole person was elegant and exquisite.

She thought, when he was young, he should be very handsome.

At the moment, the man is staring out of the window in a daze, the figure looks a bit lonely.

Han Yuemo went to him and said, "uncle."

Huo Jingke's eyes came back from the window and looked at her deeply. A light brown shirt with ordinary jeans made her full of natural spirit.

"Sit down," he said

Han Yue sat down: "have you made an appointment with Chu Mo? I came back from a business trip on the same day. "

Huo Jingke laughed: "coincidentally, we are not going to the same place."

Han Yue raised her eyebrows: "well, what did you order? The signature dish here is fish. It's not bad. "

"It's all the signature dishes." Huo Jingke waves. The waiter can serve the dishes and orders a glass of juice for Han Yue.Before serving, silence spreads in the air. Han Yue's fingers unconsciously tap on the table top, and her eyes flit across the restaurant.

It's dinner time, and there are many diners. It's a picture she used to be quite familiar with. Now it seems that she can still feel the great fireworks from the noisy voices.

Good.

It's better than facing the cold computers and data in the office.

However, if she was a cook again, her mother would let her go back to Ancheng.

And only in such groups as Chu do civilian work, mother will rest assured that she stay in Haicheng.

She looked down and sighed a little.

What's the matter with Huo kejing? Is it not going well? "

"No, it went well."

"But I feel like you prefer to work in a restaurant."

Han Yue smile, eyes from the man's thoughtful face over: "you think more, uncle, I don't know you well."

Huo Jing Ke Leng for a moment, hesitated for a moment: "this time I went to Fancheng."

His eyes fell on Han Yue's face, but saw her expression did not change at all: "well."

Huo Jingke's heart was lost for a moment. It seemed that she was really not her.

Yes, how can a person who is already dead be resurrected?

He sighed slightly, with a wry smile on his lips: "Fancheng is where I met my wife."

Han Yue's heart is shaking, just as the waiter comes to say that the dish is served. The conversation between the two people is temporarily interrupted. When the dishes are ready, Han Yue's face has recovered.

She raised her chin: "it seems that the important thing you said is to tell me a story. Well, I like listening to stories, so I'll sacrifice dinner time to listen to you."

Huo Jingke smiles and raises his chopsticks: "eat and talk."

"Good." Han Yuewang looks at the delicious dishes, and his mind is full of cooking steps

She simply gave up the idea of eating quietly. For a moment, Huo Jingke's voice rose again.

"When I met my wife, she was only 18 years old. She was sunny, full of vitality, and she was very strange..." He was silent: "very much like you."

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