Fall in love with kissing you

After hearing the footsteps, Yan Siyuan slowly raised his eyes and took a look.

He rubbed his fingers on his sore temples. He picked his eyebrows and said, "did anyone call me during my time out?"

"No." the Secretary shook his head and replied respectfully.

"I see, you go out first." Yan Siyuan closed his eyes a little tired, and his strength seemed to be taken away by someone suddenly.

Looking at him, the Secretary opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The sound of high-heeled shoes knocking on the ground gradually disappeared until the door was covered with a squeak. Yan Siyuan slowly opened his eyes.

His slender and bony fingers tapped rhythmically on the table. He maintained this thoughtful posture for a while, opened the drawer and took out a box of cigarettes.

With the flickering cigarette butts, the light in Yan Siyuan's eyes gradually became elusive.

Squinting his narrow eyes, he curled out a white smoke from his mouth, flicked the ash in his hand, and then got up and walked to the French window of the office.

Staring at the towering building outside the window for a while, Yan Siyuan suddenly thought of Mo Qing.

What did he do when he parked his car in front of the coffee shop?

His car stopped at the gate of the coffee shop for nearly 20 minutes, but no one got on his car, so it should not be waiting for someone.

After sitting on the bus for more than 20 minutes, there was no movement at all. What on earth did he want to do at that time?

A light quickly crossed from the bottom of Yan Siyuan's eyes, and he snuffed out the cigarette butts that had not been burned out in his hand.

Is it difficult that Mo Qing found out that he was following, so he wanted to find a way to get rid of him?

At the thought of this possibility, Yan Siyuan's heart was chagrined and blamed him for his carelessness

He threw the cigarette end into the dustbin next to his desk. He hurriedly picked up the car key from the drawer.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he bumped into the Secretary holding the document.

Glancing at the Secretary, he walked towards the elevator without saying a word.

Seeing him like this, the secretary was a little anxious: "Mr. Yan, where are you going? There will be a meeting in half an hour."

Yan Siyuan's footsteps paused. He didn't even look back. He ordered: "delay the meeting until tomorrow morning. I have something to do today and won't go back to the company later."

With that, Yan Siyuan left without waiting for the Secretary to reply.

Looking at the slowly closing of the elevator door, the Secretary couldn't help flattening his mouth gently.

As soon as she put the heavy documents in her hand on the desk, she couldn't help muttering to herself: "how strange is your speech today? Is it a quarrel with your wife again?"

She couldn't help sighing. She accepted her life and picked up the internal telephone on the table

When Yan Siyuan hurried to the coffee shop in his car, Mo disappeared early in the morning.

Yan Siyuan forced his lips into a straight line and beat his hand on the steering wheel with extreme annoyance.

He should have known that Mo Qing is cunning!

If it weren't for a moment's negligence, he wouldn't be fooled around.

His anxious anger seemed to burst out from the bottom of his heart at any time. Yan Siyuan loosened his neck tie and threw it at the co pilot's seat.

Fidgety raised his hand and scratched hard on his hair. Yan Siyuan's eyes were full of red blood.

He raised his head and took a deep breath. Yan Siyuan hit the back of his head on the seat several times.

After a long hesitation, he sorted out his thoughts, slowly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed it out.

Put one hand on the steering wheel and clenched it into a fist. The green veins on the back of the hand look clear.

"I don't care what method you use to find out the satellite positioning on Moqing's car for me in the shortest time. I want to know where he has been since Yan's departure and where he has stayed the longest." Yan Siyuan's chilly voice seems to be directly transmitted to the bottom of people's heart.

After a pause, he said slowly, "let me know as soon as you have news."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Siyuan leaned his head against the seat and his face was troubled and gloomy

At the same time still suffering from the shock of the other side, Ning Yan received a phone call from the Yan group's eye liner, sitting alone for a long time at the bedside, and even looking at the eyes was somewhat confused.

Ning Qingcheng came in from the outside with a bowl of chicken soup. Looking at Ning Yan'er's face, Ning Qingcheng couldn't help frowning.

The chicken soup in her hand was put on the bedside table. She stretched out her hand and patted ningyan'er soothingly. Her tone was full of concern and asked, "Yan'er, what's the matter with you."

"Mom, I heard that Siyuan had run out to find Chu Qing." she grabbed Ning Qingcheng's collar with both hands, and her eyes were full of anxiety: "do you think if Siyuan really fell in love with Chu Qing?"

According to Si Yuan's previous personality, he should not be so nervous, Chu Qing.

But this time, he not only went out to find it himself, but even postponed the meeting for Chu Qing's sake.

Is it

Looking at Ning Yan'er's appearance, Ning Qingcheng was absent-minded for half a moment.

But just for a moment, she quickly reacted.

Ning Yan'er's hand patted gently along her back. She made a soft voice: "Yan'er, haven't I already told you? Everything has a mother."

"But..." although she said so, the uneasiness in Ning Yan'er's heart still expanded faintly.

"Yan'er, no, but..." before Ning Yan'er finished her words, Ning Qingcheng stopped her next words.

Staring at Ning Yan'er's face with burning eyes, she pursed her lips and said word by word: "even if Yan Siyuan really has any different feelings for Chu Qing now, it's only temporary."

Ning Yan'er raised her tearful little face and looked at Ning Qingcheng. She slightly lifted her lips, but she didn't say anything.

On her eyes, Ning Qingcheng's hand stroked her hair.

After hesitating for a while, he slowly said, "Yan'er, put your eyes on the long term. The most important thing is not now, but the future you follow Yan Si."

Ning Qingcheng's words immediately aroused her fighting spirit. Ning Yaner stretched out her hand and casually wiped away the tears on her face.

Looking directly at Ning Qingcheng's eyes, Ning Yaner nodded hard at her.

He clenched his hands into fists, and his nails were deep in his heart, but Ning Yan'er didn't notice the pain at all.

For a long time, she nodded, raised her red lips and muttered, "anyway, I'm the only one who can accompany Siyuan."