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After receiving the bouquet from the courier brother, Mo Han lowered her head and checked it. There was a greeting card, which should have been written by a merchant without a signature.
For a moment, she could not guess who gave it to him.
Mo Han took a deep breath. Just as she was about to turn around and return to her office, a burst of silent footsteps sounded behind her.
Before she could regain her senses, Xia Xiaoran, who was standing opposite her, smiled even more happily and said in a crisp voice, "Good morning, President Meng!"
Mo Han was slightly stunned, and an undetectable coldness flashed through the depths of her eyes.
She forcefully turned around and smiled in her beautiful apricot eyes. She looked at the man a few steps away from her and said, "President Meng, you're back!"
Meng Sheng lifted his eyelids and swept his gaze over the red rose in Mo Han's hand. Finally, he landed on that bright little face and said without a trace, "Come to my office in five minutes."
Without looking back, he walked towards the president's office.
Mo Han smiled and replied, "Alright, President Meng."
Seeing that Meng Sheng had left, Xia Xiaoran immediately walked over with a strange expression and asked with a smile, "Sister Wanwan, this rose shouldn't have been given to you by President Meng, right?"
"No!" Mo Han denied without hesitation.
Finally, she added seriously, "Xiao Xia, don't say that again in the future. Meng always has a girlfriend. I don't want to be a thorn in Director Lu's side."
Hearing Mo Han mention Lu Xinqing, Xia Xiaoran was immediately shocked. She hurriedly nodded her head and said, "I know. I won't talk nonsense in the future."
Mo Han pursed her lips and smiled. She turned around and walked towards the office.
Returning to her desk, Mo Han put away the bouquet of roses in her hand before heading to Meng Sheng's office.
She pushed open the tightly shut door and walked in without hesitation.
A silhouette appeared in front of his eyes. The afternoon sun filtered through the French window and enveloped his entire body. He inexplicably felt lonely and sad.
Mo Han took a deep breath and took a step forward, stopping two meters away from the back of Di Mo.
She lowered her eyes and whispered, "President Meng, what do you need from me?"
It was only when Mo Han spoke that Meng Sheng turned around and looked at her with an obscure and oppressive gaze. He then deliberately asked carelessly, "Are you still used to it?"
Mo Han pursed her lips and smiled, "Nothing is unaccustomed to it, it's the same everywhere."
"It's good that you're used to it. By the way, if there's anything Dimo doesn't understand, you can ask me."
"Thank you, President Meng."
Meng Sheng suddenly smiled and the corner of his mouth hooked slightly, "If Lu Xinqing is looking for trouble with you, you can tell me."
Mo Han lowered her eyes, and a trace of ridicule flashed through her eyes as she said, "Then I want to know, does Meng always help me or your girlfriend?"
He suddenly took a few steps forward and stared at Mo Han with a pair of dark eyes. Mo Han was shocked, and her fingers that were hanging on both sides of her thigh curled up forcefully, resisting the thought of retreating.
Fortunately, he stopped in Dimo, half a meter away from her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Would you be happier if I said I would help you?"
Raising her bright little face, Mo Han tilted her head and replied crisply, "Of course."
"Then I'll help you."
"Aren't you afraid that she'll get angry?"
Meng Sheng lowered his eyes and smiled. The corner of his mouth curled up, "Is this important?"
Just as he finished speaking, a regular knock on the door suddenly sounded.
Mo Han lowered her eyebrows and curled her head, "President Meng, if there's nothing else, then I'll go out to work."
The man said softly.
But just as she walked out a few steps, Meng Sheng asked her to stop. Mo Han took a deep breath and forcefully stopped. A professional smile appeared on her face. "President Meng, is there anything else?"
"There's a dinner party tonight. Come with me."
"I..."
Mo Han opened her mouth. Just as she was about to ask him if he could not go, he said seriously, "You are my secretary now. This kind of thing falls within your responsibility."
Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Mo Han could only smile and agree, "Alright, President Meng."
After she finished speaking, she left without turning her head. She took large strides, afraid that the man behind her would open his mouth to stop her again.
Mo Han opened the door and walked out. She looked up and saw Lu Xinqing standing at the door. She smiled sweetly, but her eyes were cold. She greeted him politely, "Hello, Director Lu."
Lu Xinqing raised her red lips and smiled professionally, "Hello, Secretary Mo. Do you want to have lunch together?"
"Didn't you get beaten up enough last time?" As he walked past her, Mo Han couldn't help but mock her.
'"You--" Lu Xinqing's expression stiffened.
However, Mo Han did not look at her again and strode towards the door.
At this moment, Meng Sheng had already returned to his office chair. He crossed his hands and laid lazily on the table, "Is there something you need from me?"
Lu Xinqing walked forward and pushed a copy in front of him, saying, "I need your signature."
"Leave it! I'll sign it later." As he spoke, Meng Sheng reached out and pushed the document aside.
Finally, he looked at Lu Xinqing and asked, "Is there anything else?"
The man in front of him had a gentle face. When he smiled, it was enough to warm her entire life. But when his face was cold, she seemed to be living in hell.
She was afraid of him.
Lu Xinqing curled up her fingers forcefully and lowered her eyes. "Do you have to keep her by your side?" She said.
The man raised his eyebrows and looked at her indifferently, "Isn't that what you always wanted? I remember you telling me that you wanted to give her a job after finding Mo Han."
"However, I was worried that you were just talking, so I decided to finish it for you. What? Are you unhappy?"
Lu Xinqing smiled. She stood up and walked behind Meng Sheng. A few white and tender fingers landed on his shoulder and gently massaged him. "Why would I be unhappy? No matter what, she used to treat her as a friend."
Meng Sheng suddenly smiled and said mockingly, "It's really her misfortune to have a friend like you."
…
As soon as it was time for work, Meng Sheng appeared at the door of the office. The bouquet of roses beside Mo Han's desk was still as beautiful as ever, and he narrowed his eyes slightly invisibly.
Mo Han looked as if she was still busy, and her eyes were fixed on the computer.
"We can go now!" Meng Sheng couldn't help but speak.
As soon as the magnetic voice sounded, everyone in the office looked over.
Mo Han secretly heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly packed his things.
Under the astonished and astonished gazes of the others, she withdrew her gaze and walked out unhurriedly. Her bright and beautiful little face did not have the slightest bit of superfluous expression.
For her, all she wanted was results, and the process was not important.
Walking in front of the man, Mo Han paused for a moment and waited for him to walk in front.
They entered the elevator together and walked out together
The driver was Li Haihai. Seeing Meng Sheng and Mo Han walk out together, he was so excited that he couldn't stand himself. He hurriedly got out of the car and stretched out his hand to open the door. "Brother, Sister Wanwan, please get in the car!"
As he spoke, he winked at Mo Han again.
Mo Han secretly rolled her eyes and glared at him angrily. Shut up! I don't want to laugh!
Li Haiyang grinned and quickly restrained his smile.
After getting on the car, Meng Sheng turned around and looked at Mo Han, "I'll sleep first. When we get to Di Mo, you call me."
As he spoke, he immediately closed his eyes. Not long after, a long and gentle breathing sound could be heard.
Mo Han said softly.
After hesitating for a moment, he picked up another coat and carefully covered his body.
At this moment, Meng Sheng was still awake. He could feel something covering his body and smelled a familiar smell of bath milk. However, he didn't say anything and continued to close his eyes to rest.
After putting down the coat in her hand, Mo Han did not look at the man beside her any longer.
She was worried that she would lose control of her attack on him.
"Sister Wanwan, don't worry! My brother was just too tired. He returned to Cloud City at three o'clock in the middle of the night. After that, he didn't sleep for a few hours and went to work."
Afraid that Mo Han would think that Meng Sheng would neglect her, Li Hai couldn't wait to explain for his brother.
Mo Han restrained her gaze and did not say a word.
Li Haiyang sighed slightly and didn't say anything else. He only peeked through the rearview mirror occasionally.
An hour later, at Taotie's private restaurant.
Mo Han took a deep breath and turned to look at the sleeping man beside her. "President Meng, we're here."
He slowly opened his eyes, which were very dark, like a ball of ink that was so thick that it could not be melted.
Looking at the jacket covering his body, Meng Sheng smiled at Mo Han and said, "Thank you."
Mo Han lowered her eyes and pretended not to hear anything as she pushed open the car door and walked out.
Looking at that blurry figure, Meng Sheng lowered his eyes, and the smile on his lips became even more intense.
After entering, a waiter led them into the innermost room.
The moment he pushed open the door and walked in, Mo Tong's eyes suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.
She never imagined that Meng Chengyue's person was actually Fu Yuchen. There was also a person she did not know. He looked like he was in his early forties, experienced and experienced.
"President Meng, who is this young miss?"
Meng Sheng looked at the silent Fu Yuchen, then looked at General Director Zhao and introduced, "My secretary, surnamed Mo. This is General Director Zhao from the persimmons. He arranged the dinner tonight."
Even though she hated this person's gaze, Mo Han still greeted General Director Zhao politely, "Hello, General Director Zhao!"
The beauty smiled like a dream.
General Director Zhao hurriedly said, "Sit down! Sit down!"
Meng Sheng deliberately sat beside General Director Zhao and quietly blocked his gaze at Mo Han.
From beginning to end, Fu Yuchen did not say anything, nor did he even raise his head to look at Mo Han.
"Miss Mo, aren't you going to propose a toast to me?" General Director Zhao seemed to like Mo Han quite a bit, so he took the initiative to raise his glass to drink with her.
Mo Han's alcohol tolerance was not good. Not only did Fu Yuchen know, Meng Sheng also knew.
Thus, before Mo Han could refuse, Fu Yuchen, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "General Director Zhao, if you want to drink, I'll accompany you."
He reached out and picked up the wine glass. There was not the slightest bit of unnecessary emotion on Qing Juan's face.
General Director Zhao was stunned for a moment and smiled calmly, "President Fu, don't worry. After I finish drinking with Miss Mo, I will definitely drink with you."
As he spoke, he looked at Mo Han again. After a few glasses of wine, General Director Zhao's eyes were already slightly frivolous. "Miss Mo, this wine … if you don't drink it, won't you give me face?"
"General Director Zhao, to tell you the truth, she doesn't know how to drink. I brought her here because she was worried about me …"
At this point, Meng Sheng suddenly stopped, his tone ambiguous.
General Director Zhao was stunned for a moment. He instantly understood what he meant, but he was still a little unwilling.
This woman was simply a beauty on earth!
Mo Han's expression changed slightly. The corner of her eyes subconsciously glanced at the man opposite her. She only saw his tense and handsome face. At this moment, it was extremely cold, as if he was covered in a layer of frost.
However, she could not explain anything now. Even if he misunderstood, she still could not say anything.
This was her choice.
General Director Zhao immediately patted Meng Sheng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I understand, I understand."


