Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Seasonal warmth has reached the front of the conference room door in a moment, and the expression has settled in.

The things she shouldn't have gotten into that day, the suspicions and mistrust she shouldn't have, and at that time she wanted to ask herself if she had left a mark on his blank paper.

Now, is this a flanking response?

She's important?

Meanwhile, Seasonal Warm felt a familiar gaze behind her. She stood there, clear that this was the principal's conference room, and many school leaders were there, so she was restless and walked out quickly.

Feng Ling had been waiting for her outside. When the season warmed up, he greeted her directly. He asked her whether the people inside were Mr. Mo or not. The season warm just lit his head and went straight downstairs.

The sky is dark, T City Hua lights are on, and the street lights on the T campus are a little far away.

SeaWarm said she wanted to be alone for a while. Feng Ling found a place in the distance that wouldn't disturb her. She saw SeaWarm walking back and forth on the playground behind the campus, and didn't know what she was thinking.

About an hour later, it was getting darker and darker, and the top lights in the building were only bright.

Ji Wen suddenly glanced at the lights out in the conference room on the top floor, and suddenly she walked straight through the back door again. She saw several school leaders just go downstairs and saw Professor Lin in the back. She went up and asked, “Professor, is the meeting over? ”

“It's after 8: 00, haven't you gone back to your bedroom?” Professor Lin looked at her surprised: “It's a very windy evening. Go back early and rest. Don't catch cold. ”

“Has everyone gone downstairs?” The warmth of the season did not see the deep shadow of Ink.

“The investors left first, me and a few school leaders extended the meeting for a few minutes, and now the conference room is empty, why? Who are you looking for?” Professor Lin looked up and down at her a few times: “Your father and I are old acquaintances, but after all these years, we have been too busy. We don't know much about your season family. President Mo is also from Haicheng, don't you think...”

“Has he left already?” Seasonal warmth frowned, without denying Professor Lin's speculation, which is also a silent default.

Professor Lin immediately looked at her again, and thought that Mo Jingshen had just specifically named to look at matters related to the continuing professional management of T-large enterprises. It does not appear to be an accident...

Turns out it's to warm this girl up this season.

Professor Lin laughed: “Not long ago, if you want to chase him now, people will probably just leave the school door. At this time, there is a peak traffic jam outside the school door. His car should not have left yet. ”

After that, Professor Lin left, even if the point was over.

He had no right to ask about the young man, but because of the presence of Seasonal Warm, bringing such a big investor for T-Darling was a great success for T-Darling and the Centennial Library.

The warmth of the season reflected a delay of two or three seconds before suddenly pulling his legs and turning away.

She ran all the way outside the school door and saw the cars parked outside, but didn't know which one was Ink View Deep.

His Guster didn't drive to City T, where he had a subsidiary of Mercer Group, a company car, or his backup car here, and he had seen him drive a black off-road before, but now that black off-road car isn't there.

The season warmed up looking out of the parking lot, I finally couldn't help but pick up my phone and call Mo Jingdeep.

The call was answered, but it remained unanswered for a long time, until it was automatically disconnected.

It was warm for half a day and I didn't hear cell phone ringing in any nearby car.

In other words, Mo Jingdeep is gone.

Just like that?

Seasons are warm and heartless and still unanswered.

She suddenly grabbed her phone in the palm of her hand and stared at every car in the parking lot.

Very good, Mo Jing Deep. You have such a temper!

Seawarm turned around and walked back. Feng Ling saw that Seawarm did not seem to have found Mr. Mo. He came from afar and saw the expression on Seawarm's face.

“Season...” Feng Ling saw that there were no other students around, and now he whispered: “Mrs. Mo, are you sure the people who are here today are Mr. Mo? Where is he?”

“Don't know!”

”Hearing the angry tone of the season's warmth, Feng Ling:“... "

……

Baiwei went out alone tonight and gathered with several friends who had dealt with each other in the workplace. She came back in a good mood and brought back a few beers.

Knowing that Seasonal Warm doesn't drink, she was going to find Feng Ling to have a few cans with her.

As a result, the season was warm tonight. I grabbed two beers from her bed, sat down and drank them directly. There was a big fight with the beer.

“What... what happened to her?” Bai was slightly surprised and looked at Feng Ling with confusion.

Feng Ling calmly said: “I think he's pissed off. ”

“Who's so capable of pissing her off? And didn't she say she couldn't drink? Shall I persuade you? ”

“Forget it, let her drink it, just sleep in the bedroom after it, it's no use stopping now.” Feng Ling took another look at the warmth of the season. If she really wants to drink now, she can understand her mood. As long as she doesn't get out of the bedroom door tonight, she can drink whatever she wants.

Seeing the warmth of the season had already drank both cans of beer, he was turning his eyes and staring at the other two cans in her bag.

“Aren't you going to drink?” Seasonal warmth really hasn't been very good, which is why I drank two less expensive beers with a little less obvious red underneath my eyes.

“I just bought four bottles of wine along the way. If you really want to get drunk, why don't you go to the one across the street and have a drink?” It's a rare opportunity for the three of them to have a drink and chat without Ling Fifi tonight, and I directly suggested: “The management of the bar is not bad, there is no mess, there are only two singers in the field singing all sorts of sad little love songs, I've been there twice, singing well, the environment is good, and there are many varieties of wine. ”

“Okay, let's go.” Seasonal warmth picked up the third can of wine and opened it and said.

Seeing the warmth of the season obviously increased because of the spirit of alcohol, Feng Ling said directly: “No, it's after 9: 00, or just drink these cans in the bedroom and go straight to sleep. ”

Seasonal warmth, as if he didn't hear Feng Ling, had taken his coat and put it on, then sat beside the bed and changed his shoes. As he tied his shoelaces, he said: "Walk away, I will treat you. ”

Then she looked at Feng Ling who was obviously not going to let her out: “Come with me, what are you afraid of? ”

Feng Ling is not afraid.

If Seasonal Warm really wants to go out, she will follow Seasonal Warm, nothing will really happen, and this month, I don't know what Mr. Mo has done against the Su family in the United States. Much has stopped there now, and I don't think he will reach out to Seasonal Warm again.

Feng Ling is not worried about the safety of Seasonal Warm, but that Seasonal Warm has drunk alcohol now. If Mr. Mo is nearby, he hasn't left at all. If Mr. Mo knows that Seasonal Warm has drunk alcohol...

She was afraid to face her first unemployment in her life.