Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 77 She's Jealous
Brother Mo Chen is not angry with her anymore?
She wiped her tears and took a few steps forward: "Brother Mo Chen, have you forgive me? I'm sorry, I promise there will never be a next time. You know what kind of person I am, these Year we..."

"Ha." A very light and cold laugh.

Zhan Mochen's eyes were dark and it was difficult to distinguish his emotions, but An Qi's whole body felt a chill.

Did he know something?

Could it be that what happened six years ago...

An Qi cautiously probed: "Brother Mo Chen, I really know I was wrong. Can we just be the same as before? I will stay by your side and not cause any trouble."

After saying that, she shed a few tears and tried to reach out to tug Zhan Mochen's sleeve.

Zhan Mochen turned his body slightly, with a trace of disgust in his eyes.

"That's enough." His tone suddenly turned cold.

An Qi's eyes widened with fright, and she even forgot to cry.

"This matter ends here. Don't come to me again."

An Qi shuddered, and something suddenly collapsed in her heart.

It has been six years, she has been with this man for more than six years, she has given so much, does she feel more at ease?
An Qi's tone was trembling: "Brother Mo Chen, you are angry with me, aren't you? You like me. Obviously last time, you picked a diamond ring for me..."

ring?

If An Qi didn't mention it, Zhan Mochen almost forgot about it.

The diamond ring he selected last time is still lying quietly on the table. It seems that he must find an opportunity to give it to the hostess as soon as possible!
"That diamond ring was never given to you."

An Qi's body froze, her face turned as white as a ghost, and she was completely frozen in place.

Her eyes were full of disbelief, wasn't it given to her?

Who is that for?

But when the news broke, he didn't deny it, right?

"Brother Mo Chen, what do you mean?" An Qi still held on to a glimmer of hope.

"Don't think about things that don't belong to you!"

After saying this, Zhan Mochen turned around and left neatly.

An Qi's face turned pale and she clenched her hands tightly, finally not daring to catch up.

In the car, An Qi clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, with veins showing on the back of her hands.

She kept repeating what Zhan Mochen said just now in her mind.

"Don't think about things that don't belong to you!"

"That diamond ring was never given to you."

It turns out that all this was her own fault!

She is the clown who was fooled by others!

But if the ring was not given to her, who should it be given to?

Did you buy that ring for that bitch An Yan?
Why can't her six years of companionship be worth that bitch's short period of just over a month? !

A hint of viciousness suddenly flashed in her eyes.

She would never give up so easily, no way!
A few hours later, there was a sudden wave of craze online.

In order to attract traffic, the media also makes headlines very eye-catching.

"An Qi made an appointment with Mr. Zhan early in the morning, suspected of begging for reconciliation!"

Discussions on the Weibo post have gone crazy, and in just one hour, the number of retweets has exceeded [-].

Ding Hao also noticed this news, and after learning the lesson from last time, he immediately reported it to Zhan Mochen.

"Do you need to remove the hot search?" Ding Hao asked.

He has already notified the public relations department, and as long as Mr. Zhan nods, it can be implemented immediately.

Zhan Mochen casually glanced at the hot searches and nodded lightly: "Click on those media."

Before he finished speaking, Ding Hao nodded and understood what Zhan Mochen meant.

The last time those media reported that Mr. Zhan chose a ring to propose, it was luck, and Mr. Zhan didn't care.This time, he dared to use this kind of nonsense to attract attention. He was just seeking death.

Just as Ding Hao was about to exit the office, Zhan Mochen suddenly stopped him and said thoughtfully: "Forget it, no need to withdraw." Ding Hao was startled, then nodded and responded respectfully: "Okay."

He never asks for any reason for Zhan Zong's decision.

Zhan Mochen leaned on the chair, with a faint arc on his lips.

He suddenly wanted to know what An Yan's reaction would be when she saw the news.

Department of Design.

When the hot search was getting heated, colleagues in the design department secretly began to discuss it privately.

"Why does she still have the nerve to come back to see Mr. Zhan? She is so thick-skinned."

"I hope Mr. Zhan can take care of some old feelings, haha..."

Even if An Yan no longer wanted to pay attention to these gossips, she still knew the news.

She clicked on the hot search, and the first picture was of Zhan Mochen and An Qi meeting under the building.

The woman looked pitiful and about to cry, as if she was crying very sadly. The man stood with his back to the camera, and no expression could be seen on his face.

Judging from the background of the shooting, it should be downstairs of the company.

Fortunately, she went out alone in the morning. If she had been in the same car with Zhan Mochen, she would probably be the one trending.

And I'll bump into that disgusting Angel.

For some reason, An Yan felt a little uncomfortable. She turned off the hot search interface and threw her phone aside.

When he got off work, Zhan Mochen came to the design department alone without letting Ding Hao arrange a driver.

There were only a few people left in the design department. They looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Recently, Mr. Zhan seems to come to the design department much more frequently.

You know, when An Qi was here before, Mr. Zhan rarely came down.

Although they had a heart for gossip, several people did not dare to discuss it under the nose of Mr. Zhan, so they could only pack up their things and leave in a hurry.

Only Zhan Mochen and An Yan were left in the huge design department.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, An Yan didn't even raise her head, still calmly handling the work at hand.

Zhan Mochen pulled up a chair and sat down, leaning back comfortably: "Aren't you done yet?"

"No." An Yan replied expressionlessly.

Zhan Mochen wasn't angry either. Instead, he felt that the way An Yan spoke with a sullen face looked like a small animal.

Like what?

Ye Huan said that women like furry animals.

White and furry?

Isn't that Teddy?

A pure and fluffy teddy!
Zhan Mochen stared at An Yan's face, and the more he looked at her, the more he felt that she looked like a cute teddy.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, imagining that if he raised his hand and touched the top of An Yan's head, would it also feel soft and warm?

An Yan lowered her head to sign the document. She always felt a hot gaze falling on her head. If there was any substance, it made her feel uneasy.

If she knew that Zhan Mochen imagined her as a cute teddy, she would be so angry that she would want to punch the handsome face in front of her.

"Get busy, I'll wait for you to go back together." Zhan Mochen curled his lips and picked up a magazine to read.

After hearing these words, An Yan's pen paused.

She raised her head, her eyes unconsciously tinged with a hint of embarrassment: "If you are really too busy, just go and coax your girlfriend!"

Really angry?

Zhan Mochen looked at her with a half-smile.

He just asked Ding Hao not to remove the news just because he wanted to see An Yan's reaction.

The effect is very obvious now.

Doesn't the meaning of the little woman's words mean that he should blame him for not meeting An Qi?
She is jealous!
Thinking of this, Zhan Mochen felt a little proud.

(End of this chapter)