Chapter 525: When things are over, I will accompany you to settle in Lancheng

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The book could not be read anymore. She was lying on the bed and turning over and over again. Her mind was complicated and entangled. She could not sleep for a long time. It was not until late at night that she slept in a quilt.
Mo Shiqian simply calculated the jet lag and called her at 8 am in Lancheng.
The phone was muted, lit up by the pillow, and the woman was still asleep.
At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Paris time, he was sitting in a cold-style office with his fingers frowning, and looked down at the phone that was automatically hung up. I wonder if she didn't wake up or was unwilling to answer his call.
At the end, he knits a text message slowly and sends it over.
As soon as the phone was put aside, the office door was knocked.
"Come in."
Pushing through the door was Song Yan. She wore a simple and capable professional outfit, which was a little less aura than Wen Yan, and more exposed softness. "President Kangding said you're looking for me."
"Well," the man didn't lift his head, picked up the document prepared from the side and handed it over. The deep and pleasant voice was indifferent, "You handle this all by yourself."
Song Zheng glanced at him, reached out to take over, and quickly swept his head down, Xiu Mei's face appeared suddenly, and then subconsciously asked, "Are you divorced from your wife?"
"Ok."
Song Yan opened her mouth, but she didn't show much shock because of her professionalism, but her turbulence didn't retreat for a while. She is now the department manager of the Public-Summer Public Relations Department. He announced the divorce. Take care of her.
She asked tentatively, "Mrs .... doesn't seem to be back with you this time?"
Mo Shiqian looked up at her and said softly, "Anything else?"
Song Kun naturally understood what he meant, holding his finger on the file, and bowed his head, "The president, I'll go out first."
He didn't talk again, and his gaze fell back on the laptop screen.
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After Chi Huan got up, he naturally saw his missed call and text message—
[Huanhuan, wake up and call me back. 】
Go back and forth, don't you know that you will fight again after time?
She threw the phone on the bed, got out of bed to wash, and when she tied her hair out, she saw the phone on the bed light up, she pursed her lips, and finally went over to pick up the phone.
Caller ID really is Mo Shiqian.
She pursed her lips and finally took it.
"get up?"
"Ok."
The man chuckled, "Why don't you call me back?"
She said softly, "I'm fine with you."
"Did you have breakfast?"
"No."
"Then you go eat first, and then call me after you finish. If you don't call, I'll call you back in an hour."
Chi Huan, "..."
She stunned the phone.
What this man really said made people angry.
It's late. She flipped through the inventory that she bought the day before yesterday. At this time, it was too late to cook porridge. She made a simple sandwich and poured a cup of hot milk. Cooking in the apartment.
An hour later, Mo Shiqian's phone came as expected.
She didn't want to pick it up, but think he was in Paris now and still picked it up, sitting in the large revolving chair in the study, looking at the bright roses on the desk.
She said lightly, "You have something to tell me."
He whispered, "I received a message yesterday. I wanted to call you on the way to the airport, but someone has been reporting to me in the middle of the call ... you called and you hung up again."
Chi Huan sneered, "It's my fault?"
"Blame me."
She took it for granted, but said nothing.
In these few moments of silence, Chi Huan heard a woman's voice faintly ringing on the other end of the phone. It was soft and comfortable, and clear and organized. Send it out. "
This voice ...
Five years later, Chi Huan has met many different people over the years. For someone like Song Yan who has n’t met or chatted a few times, she should n’t have remembered her voice, but when she said something, she I recognized it.
She hummed indifferently when she heard Mo said, "Stop it, I'll watch it later."
"Ok."
After a few more seconds, probably Song Yan left, the man's indifferent tone was slightly milder, "There are a lot of things here, and it will take a while to finish-"
He paused. Chi Huan held the mobile phone and clenched it for no reason. She also knew that there must be a lot of things waiting for him to handle. Now Wen Ye was sent to Jiangcheng by him. More.
But think about their feelings, they fall out after a day of reconciliation, and the next day he returns to Paris.
It was supposed to be the time to eliminate the diarrhea and cultivate feelings, but separated the two places, not in a time zone, it was simply not in a world.
Followed by, she listened to Mo Shiqian said slowly and slowly, "You haven't answered the script recently, come to Paris to accompany me, and when things are over, I will settle with you in Lancheng."
Chi Huan stunned, accurately saying she was stunned, "What?"
"Come with me for a while."
Who asked this, she asked the following sentence.
Seeing that she was silent, Mo Shiqian said again in a confused tone, "You can come here for a few days, travel or shopping, or go back if you have a job, eh?"
Chi Huan was lazy after returning to the top. When she was relatively poor, she also fought for various announcements to make money. Now she basically makes movies, acts as an endorser, occasionally receives advertisements, and basically does not touch.
In the past, Tang Yueze used her as a money tree to squeeze her. Now there is Mo Shiqian's relationship. Even if she has all kinds of wayward big names, he opens his eyes and closes them.
Chi Huan did not answer this question, but instead said something irrelevant, "Is that the one who spoke just now Song Yun?"
Mo Shiqian raised an eyebrow, "You can hear it?"
"She is your secretary?"
The man didn't speak and smiled, still the kind of smile that sounded particularly pleasant.
Chi Huan laughed angrily, "Laughing again, I hung up the phone."
He had a low-alcoholic voice, and there was a joke in the low-alcoholic, "jealous?"
She snorted, "I haven't eaten your wife's vinegar, I've eaten her."
"Then you have a special question?"
"do you have any opinion?"
"No," the man replied with kindness and whispered, "She is a department manager. She has few opportunities to contact me directly at work, and she has a stable boyfriend in recent years. You don't need to be jealous."
Chi Huan chuckled lightly and ignored him.
"I'll let you arrange it for you, huh?"
She had wanted to agree to accompany her to settle in Lancheng for the understatement. Although she had never thought of letting him give up so much, even though Clod-Summer was not what he wanted, but all these years, his thoughts were real. of.
People must have feelings for what they have worked hard for.