C47 Holding Hand

"It's unlikely. Women like you are everywhere on the streets. They are prettier than you, and they have a much better figure than you.

And the main thing is, you can't get rid of him. It's not scientific. "

While Mei Jia was talking non-stop, Zhao Yingnan found her cellphone.

There were several missed calls and a text message,

They were all Mo Chengfeng's.

"I'll go out and make a phone call!" Zhao Yingnan didn't doubt it. She thought Mei Jia was exaggerating again.

He was also a bit upset. If only he had brought his cellphone with him yesterday …

He might even find a reason to sneak out to meet him.

She didn't realize the gravity of the situation until she made dozens of phone calls,

Mo Chengfeng didn't even accept it. Only now did she realize that something was amiss.

Since she did not know the truth, she was naturally not in the mood to work. She hastily ran to the entrance of his office.

"Is he in there?"

"Yes, but CEO Mo is very busy right now. He specifically said that he wouldn't see anyone."

Anyone? Under the troubled gaze of her secretary, Zhao Yingnan finally understood.

Including her.

What was wrong? Brother Mo, why, every time, is it like this?

She thought that during this period of time, as her girlfriend, she had neither done nor requested anything excessive from her.

The two of them were still fine that night!

Zhao Yingnan felt that to her, Mo Chengfeng was a problem that she would never be able to overcome.

She did not understand his feelings for her, not in the least.

With the sudden change of the wind and clouds, before the storm even ended, tears were already flowing down her cheeks.

When she got back to the office, she found out that Mei Jia had gone out.

"Shall we talk?" The absent-minded Zhao Yingnan still bit her lips and sent him a message.

The man seemed to have hardened his heart to ignore her and didn't reply at all.

The path of love is always difficult, because love is too beautiful and too tired,

People always thought that the darkness before their eyes was the darkness,

The white of his fantasies was the white of his heart.

She waited for a long time before she answered the phone without even looking at it.

"Wandering, did you know that I wanted to call you? Why did you pick it up so quickly?"

The call was not from Mo Chengfeng, but from Song Chengyun.

"The phone is just right by my hand. What's the matter?"

There was a hint of disappointment in her tone, but it seemed like his signal wasn't very good.

So he didn't recognize it.

"In two days, I want to attend a very important banquet. Please accompany me there."

His tone was not one of discussion, but of command,

"No," she said, already in a bad mood.

He rejected it out of instinct.

"Ran Lu, don't force me to use my trump card. I have the right to take back that piece of skin on your face at any time!"

As if he had already expected that she would reject him, Song Chengyun calmly threatened her.

He had his own plans in his heart.

"Go go, go. If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up." She reluctantly agreed.

Then he hung up.

Today, Mo Chengfeng and Zhao Yuenan had a hard time.

He felt that he had been dumped, and she felt the same,

The tug of war between the two had officially begun.

"Nan Nan, why does your face look so bad? It can't be that you are really lovelorn, right?"

Mei Jia went to the studio in the morning and bought some wife cakes.

Zhao Yingnan did not speak, but her eyes were even redder than a rabbit's.

"Did you have a fight? What is there to talk about,

CEO Mo doesn't look like someone who's hard to talk to. "

Mei Jia walked to her side and said gently,

"Yes."

It was only after a long while that Zhao Yingnan managed to answer her with a soft voice.

Mo Chengfeng, who hadn't slept for the entire night, had his secretary brew three cups of coffee in a row.

The more you drink, the more bitter you are, the more sober you become,

The more awake you are, the worse it gets.

This was his true form.

What is a miracle? Miracle is when you are in despair, waiting for the dawn to arrive,

After a whole day of fear and uneasiness,

A reply from Mo Chengfeng arrived.

"Come up."

Only two short words were enough to cause a huge change in her emotions.

From sadness to happiness, they were obviously two extreme emotions.

However, it could change because of a person, a single sentence.

"Group Leader Zhao, go on in. The CEO is waiting for you. I'm off work!"

Before this, Mo Chengfeng's secretary had always thought that her boss was a god-like man.

He was handsome, he was organized,

It was as though he wouldn't be angered by anything.

How could he not have thought that mortals were mortals? How could he not have a temper?

"You're looking for me!" The moment she pushed open the door and entered, she saw his somewhat lonely back.

He was standing in front of the french window in a black suit, and she couldn't see his expression.

But he could still feel his displeasure.

After waiting for several minutes and seeing that he did not even turn around, thousands of thoughts began to form in Zhao Yingnan's mind.

He wanted to talk to him about breaking up, and that was one of them.

Happiness was something that was destined to never happen to her.

The more Zhao Yingnan thought about it, the more wronged and upset she became.

She began to hate herself for being so disappointing.

Mo Chengfeng looked at the traffic below and frowned.

He didn't come to her to talk about breaking up,

but in order to redeem it,

He admitted that he had no principles,

Even though she had touched his bottom line,

However, he still didn't want to let go.

Because he was reluctant.

"What are you crying for?" When he turned around, he saw that she had tears in her eyes.

At that moment, all of her anger was extinguished by her tears.

Mo Chengfeng walked over and hugged her.

"Do you not want me anymore? You want to break up with me? "

She gathered up her courage and thought that it would be better to be in pain than in pain, if he didn't want her,

So she continued to shrink back into her shell, the woman who stood in the distance silently liking him,

If one thought of him occasionally, one would giggle foolishly, and one would also feel dejected.

But this was also good. At the very least, that person had been here before, in her heart.

"What about you? Do you want me? Do you want to break up with me? "

His voice was extremely hoarse. It was not because he was in deep emotions, but because he was staying up late at night.

"I want you, don't break up," Zhao Yingnan fiercely shook her head as she leaned against his chest.

She didn't want to break up with him! After much difficulty, they finally got together!

Mo Chengfeng couldn't comfort her like he used to because his heart was full of worries.

He just let her put her tears on his shirt,

It seemed to be her, but in reality it was him.

"I'm tired. Can you sleep with me for a while?"

He lowered his head and slowly asked her,

"Alright." She nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Mo Chengfeng was truly exhausted. After the two of them laid on the bed, he didn't hug her.

He only held her hand and closed his eyes. Very soon, the sound of regular breathing reached her ears.

between them, holding hands more than hugging each other,

That year, when they crossed the road, he would hold her hand,

He would hold her hand when they went to the mall,

When he went out to play, he would hold her hand.

Even when they slept in the same room, they would hold hands.

She had thought that he had always treated her like a little girl,

Therefore, holding hands didn't mean anything. At most, it was just that he found her cute and interesting.

Therefore, he took good care of her.

After he fell asleep, Zhao Yingnan wanted to get up and cover him with the blanket.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to get up …

When he woke up, the calmness in his eyes was not the same as the calmness in his eyes. Instead, it was like the chaos in the battlefield.

"I didn't leave, I was just afraid you'd catch a cold," he said, holding her hand more firmly.

It made her fingers hurt, but she didn't try to struggle free.

After a while, he seemed to loosen up a bit.

Zhao Yingnan then pulled away the blanket and covered him up seriously.

She felt very happy when she did such ordinary things.

"Come here, let me hug you."

After he finished speaking, he looked at her, his eyes no longer flustered, but also not calm.

He seemed to want to say something, but he seemed to have nothing to say.

Zhao Yingnan's eyes were filled with heartache. Her brother Mo shouldn't have such an expression on his face.

What had happened?

Soon, her petite body fell into his embrace.

The empty hand gently wrapped around his waist.

Perhaps holding hands was the most tacit of actions between them,

But hugging was what could warm the other the most.

Mo Chengfeng hugged Zhao Yingnan, feeling sleepy again. He tightened his grip on her arm.

Slowly, he fell asleep again.

Downstairs in the group, Song Chengyun was sitting in his Lamborghini waiting for Zhao Yingnan to get off work.

After waiting for almost half an hour, he started to get restless.

Just as he was about to call Zhao Yingnan to urge her on, his assistant called.

"CEO, something bad happened!"

" What happened? "

Song Chengyun was clearly dissatisfied with his assistant's fuss. The man rubbed between his brows and asked with a displeased tone.

"La Group announced its withdrawal this morning!"

"F * ck!"

This year, one of the biggest projects of Song Chengyun's company was to work with La Group.

They were clearly in the right, why did they suddenly withdraw their capital?

He slammed down on the steering wheel, frowned, and hit the president of La Corporation.

"Director An, why did you suddenly withdraw your funds?"

La Group is headquartered in the United States and its branch is located in S City. The group mainly invests in investment.

Anze, the boss, is a genius at capital operations,

"My wife doesn't agree, and you know she has the final say at home or at the company."

Anzhe's words were not an excuse, they were true.

When Song Chengyun heard this, he was a little stunned. An Ze's wife, Ling Xiao, didn't agree?

He didn't seem to have offended her, right?

After all, this was a very important matter. After chatting for a while with Anze, Song Chengyun got his assistant to book a plane ticket from Beijing to S City.

It looked like he would have to pay a personal visit.

When people were anxious, they would be easily flustered, and when they were flustered, they would easily be flustered.

If Song Chengyun had calmed down a little at this moment …

It's easy to come up with a few clues,

Ling Xiao was a famous film empress, and he was the one holding her in high regard.

Even Mo Chengfeng, the two of them had a good relationship.

Before Song Chengyun left for the airport, he sent Zhao Yuenan a short message:

I have to go to S City. I'll be back tomorrow at the earliest, the day after tomorrow at the latest.

In the lounge, Zhao Yingnan was still awake.

For the sake of not disturbing Mo Chengfeng, she turned her phone on silent.

From the sun setting to the moon hanging high in the sky,

He had been holding her, always, as if he were afraid he would lose her if he let go.

The room was dark, and there were no lights on. However, when Mo Chengfeng woke up, he noticed something strange.

The second he opened his eyes, he saw that Zhao Yingnan's eyes were as bright as stars.

Her lingering feelings turned into action.

Just by lowering his head slightly, Mo Chengfeng caught sight of her rosy lips that were like cherries.

Between her lips, there was a warm little tongue that was as sweet as honey.

It was full of temptation.

After kissing for a short while, Mo Chengfeng took a deep breath.

The girl in his arms was simply too attractive.

"You are not allowed to leave me." His black eyes were filled with possessiveness.

His tone was quite domineering as well.

She, who had been confused by his kiss, slowly opened her eyes.

"En, I will not leave," Saying this, she took the initiative to kiss his lips.

Zhao Yingnan held his lower lip like a child.

Slippery little tongue licking lightly.

He had no skill at all, but he was extremely alluring.

Seeing her so proactive, so docile, Mo Chengfeng wanted more.

His large hand reached into the hem of her dress in a disorderly way.

at a leisurely pace, stirring up the fire on her soft skin,

Very quickly, he felt the girl beneath him gently turning into a puddle of water.

These few days, he had been living an uncomfortable life. The envious fire had almost burnt all of his rationality.

He loved her for a long, long time,

This was what he felt the most when he saw her standing together with Song Chengyun.

"What's the matter with you?" As he was lost in his emotions, when his hand covered her chest,

When his kiss landed on her white neck,

She couldn't help but ask softly,

After all, he was someone who had loved for many years. His every action could affect her heart.

Even though the two of them were so close now,

However, she could still feel that his mind was slightly distracted.

Mo Chengfeng stopped his actions, and quietly buried his head in her neck.

He didn't know how to start talking to her. After a long time, he reached out and turned on the light in the room.

"Move to my place."

As he thought about it, Mo Chengfeng felt that since he couldn't let go of her now, he might as well.

Then he could only guard against it.

Ah!" And although this wasn't the first time he had asked for cohabitation,

However, his attitude this time was clearly much more resolute.

"Are you planning on keeping me in a canary cage?"

After saying this, she seemed to feel that something was wrong. After all, the current her did not look that noble and beautiful.

"No, it's being raised like a little sparrow?"

In just a few short sentences, the atmosphere in the lounge changed from quiet to ambiguous.

From ambiguous to fiery, and then from fiery, to heavy …

In the end, it was all relaxed …

"You're a little sparrow?" Mo Chengfeng raised his head and looked at her with a smile on his face.

The hand covering her chest, through her underwear, unsteadily squeezed.

In an instant, Zhao Yingnan's face turned red.

"I'm not beautiful, I'm just a little sparrow."

She pulled at his hand, trying to get his hand out of her clothes.

"I'm not trying to imprison you. I just don't want you to leave me."

As she wished, Mo Chengfeng took out his hand and pinched her nose.

In the end, she seemed to think that her metaphor was very interesting,

"My little sparrow."