Chapter 508： Have a good time

Chapter 508

"You go back to work!"

Mo Xiu Chen didn't even turn his head back. In his low tone, there was displeasance of being disturbed. A trace of injury flashed in Cheng Jia's eyes. He walked to the door, did not say hello to Wen Ran, and went straight out of the office.

"Of course, come in!"

Mo Xiuchen reached out his hand and closed the door, hesitated, still grabbing Wen Ran's hand.

When he grasped her small hand, her body became stiff, and her hand became stiff.

Mo Xiuchen pretended not to know, and pulled her towards the sofa.

"Of course, what do you drink? Milk or scented tea."

In the past few days when she was away, he still asked people to prepare milk every day, which has become a habit.

"You don't need to be busy, I don't drink anything."

The politeness in Wen Ran's words made Mo Xiuchen's eyes dark, he pursed his lips, sat down next to her, suppressed the disappointment in his heart, and asked gently: "It's Qingfeng and Qingyang who sent you here. Is it?"

"Well, they sent me here."

Wen Ran a forced smile, and answered calmly.

"Of course, how are you doing these two days?"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes were tightly locked to Wen Ran, and there was something surging in his deep eyes. He exhausted his utmost strength to control himself from seeing her for the two days.

Today, it is already three days after she requested.

He didn't know what the answer she brought was, and he was a little nervous in his heart uncontrollably.

Wen Ran suddenly felt pain in his heart, and his voice sounded softly in his ears: "I'm having a good time. Let Qingyang and Qingfeng buy some flowers and plants back. I plant them in the garden. Apart from playing with the flowers and plants, watch Watching TV, going to bed, it’s dark."

The corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth evokes a gentle arc. It seems that as she said this, he has already seen her planting those flowers and plants in the garden, saw her lying on the sofa watching TV, and saw her sleeping soundly. The tranquility.

"That's good."

In his voice, there is no emotion from just now, and there is a touch of gentleness that penetrates unconsciously.

Wen Ran raised his head, Qinghong's water eyes met his gentle and deep eyes, the tip of his heart trembled suddenly, his eyes quickly moved away, and the heartbeat that was messy because of him was quietly quieted, and he whispered softly: "I heard, you two days ago Does the company have a lot of things when working overtime late?"

"Well, a lot. A Mu and A Feng have been too hard a while ago. I gave them two days off."

Mo Xiuchen replied mildly. He did not remove the gaze that fell on her because of her drooping eyes. Since the moment she opened the door, his gaze had not left.

"When did Cheng Jia come back?"

Wen Ran did not look at him, and knew that he had been looking at him, his affectionate and hot eyes made her heart beat and couldn't calm down.

She changed the subject and asked casually.

Mo Xiuchen squinted his eyes, and answered truthfully: "Yesterday afternoon, all three of them who went abroad came back. She just came to report to me on her work."

The last sentence seems to be an explanation for fear of her misunderstanding.

Wen Ran listened, suffocating at the apex of his heart.

She pursed her lips, raised her head, and met his gaze. In Qinghong's water eyes, his delicate and perfect facial features were reflected, most likely to calm her voice as before: "Xiuchen, that day, I said, let you give I have three days, and today is the fourth day. I think I should have an answer for you."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes changed, his upright posture was slightly stiff.

"I……"

"I will make you a cup of scented tea."

He interrupted her suddenly, the tall figure stood up from the sofa, returned to the desk, opened the drawer, took out the flower tea specially bought for her, and her cup, and walked towards the water dispenser.

Wen Ran pressed her lips tightly, trying to push away the wetness in her eye sockets.

In her heart, bursts of sharp pain came, she wanted to ignore, but couldn't.

In her eyes, the tall, handsome man was standing in front of the drinking fountain. She couldn't see his face clearly, only his stiff back could be seen.

He did not put the scented tea in the cup, but took the scented tea and the cup together in front of the drinking fountain, with his back facing her, not knowing what he was thinking, for a long time, he didn't see him picking up the water.

**

In the public relations department, as soon as Cheng Jia returned to the office, the two colleagues who had received her gifts ran over, lay on her desk, and asked concerned: "Jiajia, why did you go to the president's office for so long? what?"

Another colleague lowered his voice and said, “Wen Ran hasn’t come to the company these days. I heard that I had a quarrel with the president. It’s really time for you to come back. Seize this opportunity and get along with the president more..."

The ambiguity in her tone is self-evident.

"Yes, actually, I think you are better suited to the president."

"Wen Ran is here!"

Cheng Jia interrupted two colleagues coolly, her face looked a little ugly. Originally, she also thought this was a golden opportunity.

Last night, she even stayed at the company to work overtime despite ten hours of plane fatigue. Who knows, she didn’t even see Mo Xiuchen in the end.

"Ah, you said Wen Ran is here? Did you come to the company? Why don't we know?"

The two looked at each other, why didn’t they hear that Wen Ran came to work?

Cheng Jia pursed her lips, remembering Mo Xiuchen's joy and eagerness when she saw Wen Ran just now, her heart was upset, and she said coldly: "Wen Ran came when I was in President Mo's office just now."

"She and the president are reconciled again? No, the president has given President Tan and Mr. Luo a vacation for the past two days, working overtime until late at night. If they are reconciled, how could he stay in the company and work overtime."

One of them asked puzzledly.

"I don't know what she's here for, but she's here, it's a fact."

A trace of hatred flashed in Cheng Jia's eyes.

**

The top floor, in the huge president's office, is surprisingly quiet.

Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, one standing in front of the drinking fountain, the other sitting on the sofa.

He lent her tea to prevent her from telling the answer he was afraid of. He stood in front of the water dispenser for a long time before shaking his hands, putting the scented tea in the cup, and receiving the water.

In his heart, he thought, if he insists on divorce, what should he do!

In a daze, he didn't even realize that the water in the cup was full. It wasn't until the burning sensation came between his fingers that he suddenly returned to his senses with a sigh of sigh.

A few meters away, Wen Ran heard his snorting, his eyes touched the boiling water dripping on the ground, his face changed drastically, and he got up from the sofa, without even thinking about it, he ran over and blurted out with concern:

"Why are you hot, give me the cup."

She snatched the cup full of water in his hand, put it aside, grabbed his burned hand, and directly drew cold water on the side to rinse the burned area.

Mo Xiuchen did not speak or move. He just looked at her quietly, letting her rush to him with cold water for two minutes, then let go, trot to her previous desk, opened the drawer, and took it. Come back with a medicine cake.

(End of this chapter)