After being spotted by the boss

Chapter 61 Nobody Likes You ([-])
She couldn't help but tightened her hand, took a deep breath, tried to make her voice sound calm, and said to him in a light tone: "Don't worry, no one I like will like you."

Mo Xiuchen paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were filled with ice.

"Better so."

These five concise words made Wen Yiyi's heart ache for no reason as if it had been stabbed by something.

She frowned, suppressing the discomfort.

The atmosphere became a little awkward after he finished those five words.

Wen Yiyi pursed her lips, moved aside silently, then got up and walked to the coffee table, picked out a snack that looked good, she looked up at Mo Xiuchen, and then took With a snack, he sat down on the single sofa behind him and began to eat.

Seeing that she didn't sit here again, Mo Xiuchen raised his eyelids, glanced at her, and then quickly looked away.

When it was quiet, Mo Xiuchen's cell phone rang suddenly.

He frowned slightly, then took out his mobile phone, and answered the call without even looking at who the caller was.

He said "Hello" over there in a not-so-good tone.

"Brother, where are you?" Mo Qingling's crisp voice came from the other end through the phone.

At this time, she was at the most remote side of the ballroom, looking around with a pair of watery eyes.

Mo Xiuchen pondered for a moment, got up, and went outside to have a look. As soon as he went out, he saw Mo Qingling standing not far in front, stretching his neck to look east and west, and Mo Qingling who came with her Song City.

"Behind." He said softly.

Mo Qingling turned around and saw the man standing in front of him.

She blinked, then hung up the phone with a snap.

Mo Qingling pulled Song Zhicheng next to him, stepped on a pair of crystal shoes that didn't fit her feet, and ran towards this side, not afraid of falling.

"Brother, I miss you so much!" Mo Qingling slammed into his arms, hugged the man's waist tightly with both hands, pressed her face to his chest, and rubbed her gently a few times.

After standing up straight, Mo Qingling glanced behind Mo Xiuchen, and asked curiously: "Why are you alone? Where's Wen Yiyi? Didn't she come with you?"

"The one sitting over there." Mo Xiuchen pointed her in the direction.

Mo Qingling's eyes lit up, and she kissed him on the cheek, and ran towards Wen Yiyi while holding up her skirt: "Little sheep..."

Mo Xiuchen retracted his eyes, turned to look at Song Zhicheng, and nodded at him as a greeting.

Song Zhicheng walked up to him with a smile, raised his hand and lightly tapped Mo Xiuchen's shoulder.

Withdrawing his hand, Song Zhicheng said in a teasing tone: "I heard Qingling say that Tang Xinyue is here too, why, have you seen anyone?"

Hearing this, the man raised his eyes and glanced at him coolly: "What do you think?"

"From your tone, did you see me?" Song Zhicheng couldn't help laughing.

Seeing the man's gloomy face, Song Zhicheng tactfully did not bring up this topic again.

"Has the matter been settled?" Mo Xiuchen asked.

Song Zhicheng blinked at him, "I'm here, can something be wrong?"

"But... are you sure that no one will find out?" Song Zhicheng said, and frowned again, "When someone finds out, your reputation as the president will be..."

Mo Xiuchen turned to look at him, the corners of his lips tugged, he turned and left without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)