Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Everything felt so clear last night...

So she's really reborn!

“Sister, didn't we agree that after Jing Shen's drink, I would send him away from the royal garden?” Seasonal dreams suddenly came behind her, hiding an unhappy question in tone.

Seasonal warmth turned back and looked at her sister, who had often come to the Imperial Garden to spend the night since she was married.

I didn't realize the coolness that flashed in the warm eyes of the season. Seasonal dreams only whispered: “But how did you sleep in his bed yourself...”

Seasonal warmth said, "In his bed? Isn't this me and his wedding room? ”

“I'm in a hurry for you! Now that the plan has been disrupted, I don't know how long your divorce will last!” Seasonal dreams instinctively frown.

Seasonal warmth walked toward her and looked at the very mechanical transparent yarn top she was wearing, along with her deliberately seductive makeup.

Seasonal warmth faded: “Dream on, how can you wear so little? Fortunately, I didn't ask you to send him away last night. If anything happens, I can't explain it to my family. ”

“Ah? I...” Seasonal dreams rushed carefully to the bottom of his eyes: “It was too hot last night, so I changed into something thin. ”

“It's early autumn, is it hot? ”

“It's not particularly hot... Sis, since the plan didn't work out, I don't think so, so just pretend to kill yourself!” There was something wrong with Seasonal Dreams, carefully turning the conversation around and changing the subject directly.

“Oh? Suicide--” Seasonal warmth prolonged the tone.

Now thinking carefully, she and Mo Jingshen's engagement began. Seasonal dreams seemed like a different person. She often spoke in her ear about the dark insides of all kinds of luxury marriages. Take various examples of failed marriages in front of her, and make Seasonal Warm and intimidating marriages that she didn't want to marry. She dared not get close to Mo Jingsheng...

“How about a slit wrist? He sees that you'd rather die than stay with him, perhaps he'll agree to your request...” Seasonal dreams seem like simple advice.

“After all, there is a risk. What if I lose too much blood and no one comes to save me?” Seasonal warm eyebrows laughed, laughing without much temperature.

“Oops, what are you worried about! Whether Brother Jing Shen will come back or not, I will call the doctor as soon as there is any danger! ”

Seasonal warmth stared at the dreams of only a year younger than myself.

She didn't forget that when she really cut her wrist, she was lying in a bathtub full of hot water, she lost too much blood and couldn't get up. Seasonal dreams didn't even call a doctor to help her, she didn't even notify Mo Jingshen.

If Mo Jing hadn't suddenly come back and noticed that something had broken through the door and taken her out of a bathtub full of blood, I'm afraid Seasonal Warm wouldn't have survived the day of his divorce.

Seasonal warm mouth has a cold curve, laughing lazily and casually: “I'll think about it, but after all I didn't sleep all night last night, I just want to rest now. ”

Hearing those words last night, Seasonal Dreams suddenly went to the bottom of his eyes, jealous, biting his lips and saying: "Well... you must think carefully, I will come back to you tomorrow. ”

“Okay, I won't give it to you. ”

Seasonal warming station, watching Seasonal Dream disappear into sight.

One room is quiet.

Seasonal warmth turned to this wedding room, where she had a deep memory, and her hands caressed gently on a soft quilt, which seemed to have the temperature left by the deep ink.

Everything can start over.

You want a divorce?

Of course not!

In her previous life, she had no capital, had been fooled by the closest of kin, had a broken marriage, had lost her father, had lost everything and had been wrongfully imprisoned.

In this life, she will not only be Mo Jing's wife for life! To regain your dignity and everything, you will never be laid down again!

But the biggest problem right now is...

She remembered that after last night, Mo Jingshen rarely returned to the Imperial Garden, and the last time she saw him, the day she woke up after slitting her wrist and committing suicide, he put the divorce papers to the bed as she wished and promised to leave her world forever.

That desolate, distant look, she still remembers.

Seasonal warmth lifts hands.

Mo Jingdeep that man, when spoiling her, is endless love, and when cold, it is definitely difficult to melt the iceberg.

How is she going to get Mojing back?

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In the evening, assistant president Shen Moo saw the sudden appearance of seasonal warmth in the company and hurried up.

“Miss Ji, why are you here? ”

Season Warm was not in a hurry to correct her name, after all, she had repeatedly refused to allow anyone to call her Mrs. Mo.

She looked around and said, "Is he in the office? ”

Shen Mu knew that she was talking about President Mo, just didn't know if this little ancestor had come to the company to find Mr. Mo trouble...

“President Mo is in a meeting and it is estimated that it will take more than an hour to finish. ”

“Nothing, I'll go up and wait for him. ”

He was taken to the president's office, and Seasonal Warm thanked Assistant Shen and walked in alone.

This is a very modern office, spacious and comfortable, very simple to set up, yet hidden in luxurious atmospheric space visuals, most notably the 270-degree half-view floor-to-ceiling windows, which are transparent and bright.

Mo Jingshen has not yet returned to take over the family business, and is not the president of Shine Group.

He founded this technology company a few years ago, and in just three years he monopolized the country's major network science and technology resources, from 50 million dollars in financing that year to the current market value of $2 billion.

Mo Jingshen is now the president of the famous Mercer Group, not to mention how he dominated the legend of business four years later as president of Shine's global region.

Seasonal warmth has been waiting for almost an hour, and there has been no sign of deep ink.

She didn't rest much last night, she was digesting her rebirth this day, and now her eyelids are getting a little overwhelmed...

Mo Jingdeep went back to the office and saw this scene.

Seasonal warmth lays on a black leather sofa in a thin long dress, eyes closed, and a white, quiet look seductively captured by the dull lights in the office.

Seeing the gaze that was coming to his attention, Seasonal Warm opened his eyes, but instantly fell into a pair of dark eyes as cold as the dark sea of night.

She immediately sat up and looked up at the man who stood indifferently in the office.

He was as long as she remembered, an attentive suit shirt, his legs wrapped under trousers were long and straight, his body was impeccable, and his face value was also handsome for another finger.

“You're back...” Seasonal Warm stood up.

“Mmm.” Ink responded with a deep and faint view, walking to the desk.

Seasonal warmth was not considered by the brain, and the subconscious rushed to the past, grabbing his arm forward.

This move not only gave Mojing a deep breath, even the season warmed herself to embarrassment. This is not a collection, not a collection...

She seems to have never been so proactive towards him.

Mojing stared deeply at her snowy vegetarian hand grinding over his arm, and he slowly and firmly pulled his arm out of the warm hands of the season, his voice as crystal clear as a spring: “What's wrong? ”