5727 DELA CRUZ, MICHELLE A

Yu Jinbei turned suddenly, opened the door of the meeting room, and walked in first.

Mo Yunjiao stayed slightly.

She came clearly and wanted to question him.

But she did, she was a little confused again ...

Mo Yunjiao stepped forward.

...

In the large conference room.

Yu Jinbei pulled open a chair, and raised her eyes slightly, looking at her diagonally.

Although he didn't speak, his meaning was obvious, let her sit down.

Mo Yunjiao looked slightly disoriented at the chair.

Yu Jin Beiyun said, "Come here and sit here."

He had pulled her up and pressed her on the shoulder to let her sit down.

Yu Jinbei sat beside her.

Then there was a lengthy silence in the conference room.

After Mo Yunjiao sat down, many of the previous questions he wanted to ask were not immediately known.

Her headache was how to successfully carry out the conversation and achieve the effect she wanted.

In fact, before she came, she was mentally prepared and thought about what to say. But now, no matter how many times those words are filtered in my mind, it seems that they are not useful ...

"Jiaojiao, are you worried?"

Yu Jinbei wanted to wait for her to speak. After waiting so long, she didn't wait, so he had to talk first.

Mo Yunjiao said, "There is something wrong."

"So, what's the matter?" Yu Jinbei asked seriously.

"Yes……"

Mo Yunjiao opened her mouth and swallowed it back.

question?

Want to ask?

He is her boyfriend, isn't he?

Everyone here called her wife ...

Two people are no longer outsiders, are they?

Should two people who are together be frank?

Only with sincerity can we get true heart ...

She said intellectually that she should not rush over to question Yu Jinbei. Because from the perspective of her parents, it is easy for her to ask such a question, and if her situation is bad, it will only get worse. However, emotionally, she should come and ask.

It was her fault that she had doubted him without asking.

What if he was wronged?

Then, she and he will miss a lifetime ...

Yu Jinbei's long, white palms were laid on a smooth table at random, and sometimes she hit the table with nowhere, and Qingchun's dusty face slightly converged, and her forehead shattered like ink.

Because of the angle, the broken hair blocked his eyes.

Mo Yunjiao couldn't see his mood at the moment.

Maybe she was immersed in her thoughts and didn't notice his changes.

However, when a familiar person meets, he will know that at this moment Yu Jinbei's mood will definitely not be better! Especially the girl who was in her heart was losing sight of him.

Mo Yunjiao struggled for a long time in the heart, and finally decided to spread the matter directly.

No matter what the consequences were, she would not regret it.

Mo Yunjiao slowly raised her head and said peacefully, "Yu Jinbei, do you really like me?"

"What did you say?" Yu Jinbei's eyes narrowed.

Mo Yunjiao said, "Or, I should ask, how deep do you like me?"

I really have the courage to ask it again ...

Yu Jin Beishu scratched his lips without smile, "Jiaojiao, are you doubting my feelings for you?"

Mo Yunjiao was silent, "..."

In fact, she was very confused when asking questions.

Yu Jinbei placed the big palm on the conference table, and her long fingers narrowed slightly.

The little guy who has been held in his mouth for a while and is afraid of falling down in his hands, is actually questioning him?

Ah……

(End of this chapter)