"Then why don't you come to me?" Fang Jiamei asked the question she always wanted to ask.
Even if she doesn't remember him, he can still go to her. They are in a city. Why would he rather suffer alone than go to her?
Mo Yiheng held her hand, low eyes, a smile, soft light cast on his face, appears particularly soft, "I said, I have mental illness, although now can be very good to control themselves, but before..."
He stopped for a moment, his face was obviously low. "I can't control myself, so I'm afraid that I will hurt you, and Your father doesn't want us together
At that time, I had no confidence at all.
In addition to decadence, there is really no direction of life.
Fang Jiamei looked at his eyes and felt a sudden pain. She put her hand around him and leaned on his shoulder. "I won't leave you any more."
She will always be with him, no matter what happens.
Palm cover her head, Mo Yiheng gently bent lips, "said to do, I will remember a lifetime."
Only after he was with her did he know how good his memory was and that nothing about her could be forgotten.
……
When he came to the company in the morning, Mo Yiheng told his assistant to check the affairs between Fang Shaozhong and the Lin family. Not long after he sat down, Mo Congtian pushed the door in.
Mo Yiheng looked at him with some surprise and slightly frowned: "what's the matter?"
Mo Congtian walked in with his hands behind his back and looked at him with a little snort in his eyes. "It's OK. I can't come yet? This is my world. "
Mo Yiheng put down the pen in his hand and gently hooked his lower lip, "then you still don't need me to guard now?"
Mo Congtian looked at his face black, not ready to talk nonsense with him, stepped forward and took a picture in front of him.
Mo Yi Heng low Mou sees, eyebrow tiny of stir up, "a few meanings?"
In the photo, is a dignified woman, wearing a white dress, delicate and gentle face, a head of black hair hanging on one side, smiling in front of the camera.
At first glance, she is a famous young lady.
"This is my friend's daughter. She just graduated from university this year and is going to find a job. You can find her a place." Mo Congtian sat there and ordered.
Mo Yiheng raised his hand and gently scratched his forehead, some speechless, "let her go directly to apply for a job, isn't it? If you don't have any information and resume, you ask me to arrange such people for free
He doesn't like the behavior of no distinction between the public and the private, that everyone goes to the group.
"I'll let you arrange it! How can you talk so much! " Mo Congtian suddenly angry, patted the table ear red neck thick mouth, "this is my good friend's daughter, can't casually arrange, you in the Secretary's office to find her a position, after two days I let her take the resume to come to you."
Mo Yiheng's face sank and looked at him with a smile: "do you still arrange her beside me?"
Is there any mistake?
Is the secretary room accessible?
"What? I don't even have the right to arrange for myself now, do I? " Mo Congtian looks at him seriously, obviously serious.
Mo Yiheng impatiently licked his lips, most hate to maintain those interpersonal relationships, "the secretary room now does not recruit."
"Then let her follow you. She has a high degree and a good personality. She won't make trouble for you." Mo Congtian saw that he had some compromise and continued to speak.