Chapter 1793

I borrowed some money from the security guard, probably to see her poor. Fang Jiamei took a taxi to Mo's group.

Looking at the towering building in front of me, I really realized the financial strength of Mo group.

In CBD such a golden area, no wonder Fang Shaozhong will let her marry.

Fang Jiamei sucked her nose, and her hands and feet were cold with cold. She was especially afraid of cold.

Pull the suitcase in, come to the front desk to ask, as before was stopped.

Fang Jiamei didn't explain more. She turned around and leaned against the front desk and squatted on the ground slowly. She was ready to wait for Mo Yiheng to come back. She was shaking with her arms.

Now it's very late, she has no mobile phone, no way to contact others, no one can contact.

I don't know whether Mo Yiheng will come back after attending the party.

With her chin on her knee, Fang Jiamei couldn't believe it today Oh no, it's what happened from yesterday to now.

……

At more than ten o'clock, Mo Yiheng got out of the car and stepped into the company. Because of drinking, he had a headache. His new assistant followed him to report the progress of the project.

In recent days, he hardly has time to go back to rest. When the new project starts, there are too many things to deal with, and all shareholders of the company need to meet one by one.

"Well, who is that?" The assistant suddenly stopped and spoke suspiciously.

Mo Yiheng frowned slightly, subconsciously looked over there, continued to walk forward, but felt that something was wrong, stopped to look back again, and his face sank slightly.

The assistant was about to say something when he strode towards the man.

Fang Jiamei is very sleepy. She leans on her knee and sleeps unconsciously. Hearing a voice, she slowly opens her eyes and looks forward

"Xiaobai?" Mo Yiheng came forward, frowning, "how are you here?"

Confused eyes Zheng Zheng looked at him, and then react, stood up and directly rushed to his arms!

Mo Yiheng was bumped back slightly by her and put his arms around her waist in time. He heard her sobbing voice, "what's the matter? What's the matter? "

Fang Jiamei held him tightly, her voice was hoarse, "don't ask me anything. I just came to see you. It's really cold in Xinshi..."

Mo Yiheng was very distressed. He immediately took off his coat and put it on her. He picked her up and went to the elevator, "take up the luggage."

The assistant looked at the scene in front of him with a confused face. Hearing his words, he quickly picked up the suitcase to keep up with him.

Who is this woman?

Why does the president seem to be very distressed?

Think of just received that phone call, assistant not from the back chills.

This is not the real president's wife, is it!?

The trough!

He thought it was a messy woman. Although he said something, if the president knew, he would not be fired, would he?

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Mo Yiheng took Fang Jiamei into the office lounge, put her on the bed and wrapped her in a quilt. Looking at her purple lips, he was very distressed, "come here, why don't you tell me?"

Fang Jiamei like a kitten, chin against the knee, showing a round face, looking at him is wronged, "my cell phone broke."

Mo Yiheng sighed and rubbed her hair helplessly. "Are you a fool?"

Fang Jiamei looked at his tender and distressed face, and her tears fell down again. She put her head against his chest and began to cry

"Xiaobai?" Mo Yiheng was startled by her, looking at her crying like this, she was at a loss, "what's the matter? Don't cry... "

Reaching out and patting her on the back, Mo Yiheng held her in his arms and felt extremely distressed, "it's ok Don't cry... "