Zheng Yan doesn't really know what she likes.
At the beginning, I saw Yu Yuehan. Because of his indifference, she had a strong desire to conquer.
It's a pity that Yu Yuehan doesn't like her.
At that time, she just felt frustrated and not sad.
Otherwise, it's impossible to be friends with Nian Xiaomu.
Really want to say for a person sad, but also has been thinking about the words, only when I was a child next door big brother.
"It's no use having someone you like. He can't be with me." Zheng Yan replied in a tone of mourning.
The big brother next door has died.
She didn't even have the space to work hard. She could only miss her in her heart, and then mourn her first love that had already died before it had blossomed.
Still in love
What a pity!
Zheng Yan is in a state of dejection. She doesn't notice the ink eternity that is painting medicine to her sitting in front of her. When she hears that she really has someone she likes, she spreads the medicine on the tea table.
I drew a tissue and wiped it casually. Then I threw it into the garbage can and looked up at her.
Like people who can't be together Is it Fanyu?
She knew that the man Fanyu liked was Nian Xiaomu, so she was so sad?
Mo Yongheng's eyes become complicated, and his hand unconsciously exerts force. When he feels something and lowers his head, a tube of ointment in his hand has been squeezed out by him.
Zheng Yan is stupefied on the sofa and looks at him in amazement.
Mo Yongheng: "..."
Mo Yongheng: "after the medicine is applied, you should walk less these two days."
After Mo Yongheng finished, he got up from the sofa and walked straight out.
It's too late for Zheng Yan to say goodbye. His figure has disappeared at the gate of Zheng's villa.
Get on the car, start the car and go at a gallop.
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in Mohist villa.
Late night study, still bright.
Mo Kun sits at his desk and listens to Du Li's report.
"Nian Xiaomu chose No. 3 project. Today, she suddenly went to the factory for inspection. After coming back, she went to the group at night. I guess she wanted to check the accounts!"
"I've stopped Mo Yongheng's permission. She can't find anything even if she goes." Mo Kun's body leans forward slightly and his tone is sarcastic.
At this time, Nian Xiaomu actually chose to launch project 3. He was really caught off guard.
Fortunately, the project manager is his person. When Nian Xiaomu went to ask for data, Jia Yi called him.
Mo Kun let people stare at Nian Xiaomu for the first time, only to find that she actually went to the clothing factory quietly to inspect, and secretly went to the group to check the accounts.
It's a pity that the devil is one foot tall.
Nian Xiaomu can't find the account now. Should he be disappointed?
Du Li: "although we quickly stopped Mo Yongheng's internal authority, but Mo Yongheng's counterattack was also very quick. The wiretapping line we inserted in his office was cut by him. Even the assistant we arranged for him has been dismissed by Nian Xiaomu. We can't find out what he and Nian Xiaomu are planning."
There are too many secrets in the clothing factory. Once Nian Xiaomu finds out, they will become passive.
A project that should have been stopped long ago cannot be a stumbling block for them at this time!
Mo Kun gestured to stand up and lower his voice.
Du Li's eyes snapped and he quickly nodded away.
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a new day.
Before dawn, Nian Xiaomu was awakened by the phone.
Confused in Yu Yuehan's arms, he turned over and picked it up.
"Vice president, bad, something happened to the clothing factory!"