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Lu Chen Leng for a while, and then said with a smile: "good, pet life."

Mo Nuan is satisfied with her. An unrealistic idea will always emerge. If it is not for their ordinary marriage life, she will really question everything and whether there is a good man like Lu Chen.

Before leaving work, Lu Chen still came to pick up the person in person, and Mo's front desk was used to Lu Chen's punctual arrival every day, and let him go directly after saying hello. Now who in the outside world doesn't know that Lu's president and Mo's chairman are a couple, and they are still sweet and envious of others.

After Lu Chen entered the elevator, the two front desk could not help whispering, "if only I had a husband like the chairman of the board?"

"Less daydreaming, or you'll become a leftover woman. Men are totally different before and after marriage. There are really fewer such wonderful men as president Lu." Another, a little older, said with a smile.

"Sister Zhang, don't beat my self-confidence. I still want to find a good man who can make money at home."

"Elder sister's example is there. When my husband and wife chased me, they would not pick me up. I was always late for appointment. He waited patiently every time. However, I started to go to work by bus less than half a month after my marriage, and all the appointments were in the past."

"No, I dare not get married."

Mo Nuan, who is looking at the documents wholeheartedly, naturally doesn't know these things. She didn't react until Lu Chen stood beside her. She bent her lips towards him and said, "Why are you here so early? Isn't it still a while before work?"

"Today is that person's birthday. They specially called me to take you there."

Mo Nuan is in a special situation now. Lu Chen didn't want to take Mo Nuan there, but since the man has made it clear, he can't refuse. The most important thing is that he can't tear his face with him now, otherwise it won't be good for anyone.

Anyway, on that occasion, he didn't dare to do anything to mo.

Mo warm Leng for a while, "whose birthday?"

"Uncle's nemesis." Lu Chen twisted his eyebrows, and he looked disgusted.

Mo Nuan immediately realized that what Lu Chen said was Feng Chengxiang, the Secretary of the municipal Party committee of a city, who not long ago secretly instructed people to do something for Mo Nuan.

"Why did he invite us over?"

"It should be a warning to us. Don't worry. You can follow me all the time. No one dares to do anything to you. My uncle's family will be there by then."

Mo nodded, "do I need to change my clothes?"

Lu Chen gave Mo a big warm look and said, "no, your clothes are very formal now. It's no problem to attend such an occasion."

"Well, just a moment. I have one last document."

Lu Chen nodded. The heating in the office was very hot. He took off his clothes and put them behind Mo's chair. His mobile phone was also casually put on the table. He went to the bathroom.

As soon as he left, the mobile phone on the desk vibrated. They had no privacy in this respect. Mo Nuan took it up and looked at it without thinking about it.

Some of the unexpected look at the sender, not others, is the text message sent by Jiying language.

Mo Nuan hesitated for a moment, gently opened the point, it said.

Brother Lu, I'm sorry. I think you're right. I shouldn't think about you in that way. I won't talk to my sister-in-law about those messy things in the future. I hope you can continue to treat me as your sister.

Mo Nuan picks an eyebrow and looks at the tone. After she talks to Lu Chen, Lu Chen talks to Ji yingyu in private? So this is a summation message?

To say that Ji yingyu will really give up on Lu Chen, Mo Nuan really doesn't believe it at all. He doesn't know how. He is so sure in his heart. He always thinks that Ji yingyu is not so simple.

Different from Pei Liheng's feelings for her before, Pei Liheng, after knowing that she was married, vaguely expressed her heart and let go. That is to say, knowing that Lu Chen was the object of her marriage, he was not willing to say something to her, but it only told her some past facts. It seemed that he was making a final fight for himself. Later, when he saw no hope, he took the initiative to let go and made up with Lu Chen's brother.

His practice is very direct and frank. He doesn't hide his inner thoughts at all, let alone play tricks.

That's the purest expression.

Jiying language is different, she disguised well from the beginning, if not for her timely detection, I'm afraid she would have been installed in the end, lurking in the dark to make a stealth bomb.

Therefore, Mo Nuan imitates Lu Chen's tone of speech and quickly returns a few simple words.

Talk about action.

She thought that Jiying language would not return, but she didn't expect to return three words immediately.

got it.

Mo warm curls his mouth. He doesn't know why he just doesn't want Lu Chen to know that Ji yingyu sent a text message. Maybe in his heart, he is afraid of Lu Chen's softhearted belief.

With a little finger, I deleted the message, and even changed the "little language" in the address book to "Jiying language".

In fact, she just wanted to delete Ji yingyu's phone, but after thinking about it, she let it go. That's too obvious. She believes that Lu Chen has no love for Ji yingyu, so it's totally unnecessary. She just doesn't want her husband to have such a close call to another woman.

Think of this, Mo warm and turned the address book, looked at his notes.

It's warm.

Looking at these two familiar words, Mo warms the corner of her mouth and opens it gently. I don't know how she gets interested. When she looks at Lu Chen's contacts on the phone, her brain becomes blank.

Ah Li.

So dazzling.

Mo Nuan dials it out directly.

The number is still connected. "Dudududu" rings for a while, and a slow female voice comes from it, "sorry, the number you dialed is not answered for the time being, please redial later."

Mo Nuan just felt that he suddenly became powerless, and all his good mood was gone. A chill ran from the bottom of his feet to his heart. His fingers holding the mobile phone were constantly tightening. Lu Chen, who had been dead for several years, still kept her phone number.

What does that mean? Don't you dare to think deeply?

It's hard for her to imagine whether Lu Chen would be like a fool in those sleepy days, dialing a phone call over and over again that would never be answered again.

What kind of mood did he hold at that time? Does he have such a moment after marriage? For a time, countless questions confused Mo Nuan.