forbidden zone of love

Chapter 40

Seeing him sitting there motionless, Mo Xiaobei was a little flustered and couldn't tell what he was feeling, but he was always afraid of the silence between the two of them, like an inflated balloon, as if it would burst at any moment. The dullness and suffocation of the air were like the low-pressure clouds before the storm, which made her unable to escape.

Naturally, she didn't dare to tell him about going to work, so she took a sip of water and hid in her room quietly.

Lying on the bed, but tossing and turning, unable to sleep, staring at the ceiling, what can't get out of his mind is the contract that connects the two of them, thinking about what it would be like without that contract, thinking of that Asking what would happen if the contract expired, he suddenly laughed.

What else can it be like, probably just to deal with blind dates again and again amidst Mo's mother's nagging, but she is still too young, and the people who come to blind dates are either uncles or just to join in the fun. Of course, people like Tianyu Yuchen should Not less.

But what happened between them to make this happen?

Do they... need to have a good talk?
So, thinking this way, he fell asleep dizzily.

Tianyu Yuchen had been sitting there for a long time before taking out the phone, looking at the bright stars outside the window, his voice was a little hoarse: "Hello, uncle, I'm Yuchen..."

He was startled, squinted his eyes, and seemed to have made a big decision: "I want to talk to you about Yan Hao!"

On the second day, Mo Xiaobei got up in a hurry and couldn't forget to take a look at Tianyu Yuchen's room, but the room was neat and tidy, without any trace of sleeping. He put a piece of bread in his mouth, and then opened the door go out.

During the summer vacation, the roads were still busy and unstoppable. There was a traffic jam for a while, and my brain was dizzy. I finally arrived at the hotel, but found that I was already late.

Mo Xiaobei groaned from the bottom of his heart, although this job is leisurely, although the salary is not as high as other positions, but Zhou Hui's cousin got in, and she was late for training on the first day, so it can't be justified.

He hesitated at the door for a while, but couldn't help but bite the bullet and went in.

The concierge had already stood straight at the door waiting for her, but Mo Xiaobei didn't see it, and rushed straight in, and a stern voice came from behind him: "Stop!"

Mo Xiaobei's spine stiffened immediately, and the moment she turned around, she saw Zhou Hui winking at her, and she immediately felt bad.

When I was in class, I occasionally met a very tough female teacher. She probably had the character of Nanny Rong, who was rigid and bad-tempered. Every time they went to that teacher's class, they would wink at each other. Also such a person.

"Mo Xiaobei, you are late for the training, do you know that I can fire you because of this, and let you leave? Seeing how young you are, why don't you know how to be punctual? Young people should be more diligent... ..."

Mo Xiaobei's head was so big that he lowered his head and looked at his feet, "seriously" learning his lesson.

The concierge turned his attention to her attire: "Look at what you're wearing, fingerless sandals! Before you came in, didn't you think about matching it?..."

Mo Xiaobei's head was suddenly full of stars...

At this time, the lobby manager ran over, a man in a black suit, about 30 years old, frowned, and asked impatiently: "What's the matter, I have to go to another place for training, the young master is coming, I don't want to do it Is it!"

The concierge department was obedient immediately, glared at Mo Xiaobei, and hurriedly pushed her: "Hurry up, hurry up..."

Mo Xiaobei didn't know what was going on, but was pushed by her again, staggered and fell to the ground.

At this time, some men in suits had poured into the hall. They were well-trained in movement and excreted in an orderly manner. Mo Xiaobei thought he had encountered a gangster.

The protocol department didn't expect Mo Xiaobei to fall down, so anxious that his forehead was sweating, he pulled her with one hand, and kept saying, "Grandma, you really don't accomplish enough, and you fail!"

Zhou Hui couldn't stand it anymore, so she also came to help Mo Xiaobei. She thought she wasn't the one to suffer silently, so she couldn't help but retort: ​​"What does it mean that success is not enough and failure is more than failure? It's just that you were late once, what's wrong?"

The concierge was full of anger, and it was not easy to attack at a critical moment, his face trembled with anger: "Okay, you two wait for me!"

"Wait and wait!"

Zhou Hui was not afraid of death and stepped forward.

Mo Xiaobei only felt that the surroundings were chaotic, and he got up from the ground in a daze. He heard Zhou Hui's angry voice, and hurriedly grabbed her to apologize to the protocol secretary: "It's my fault. I will definitely not be late next time. It has nothing to do with Zhou Hui."

The concierge department was a little complacent, and became more and more aggressive: "Both of you get out of here!"

Mo Xiaobei was also a little annoyed: "It's my fault that I'm late this time, you can fire me if you want, why even Zhou Hui is involved!"

Zhou Hui's face turned pale with anger, and he pulled Mo Xiaobei, and said angrily, "Xiaobei, don't waste your time with this kind of person!"

The three of them were arguing without any scruples, not noticing that the people around them had dispersed, the silence was terrible, the lobby manager was standing aside wiping his sweat, a slender white figure walked over gracefully, his face was full of gentleness. Smiling: "Miss Mo?"

Mo Xiaobei was taken aback, the concierge and Zhou Hui also forgot to quarrel, and looked at the voice, only to see Chi Mo standing in front of him with a light smile, the white shirt was like pure snow, and the smile on his face could Melting the icy sun.

Every time he sees him, Mo Xiaobei always loses his focus inadvertently. The smile in his memory is also so gentle, with a faint fragrance, but it is purer than the smile in front of him.

Mo Xiaobei did not expect to meet him here, and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Chi!" She looked around and was a little surprised: "You live here?"

She didn't see that the moment she spoke, the concierge's face turned pale.

(End of this chapter)