Fickle CEO

The spacious and luxurious office floor is half bright and half dark. Mu Yanchen's tall and straight figure walks out of the door, hands up to turn off the light. With the large central air conditioner "buzzing" a low turn off sound, the whole space is instantly quiet and terrifying.

Lan Xi's long eyelashes trembled, and the dark moment submerged her small face.

In the dark, in addition to hearing the clear voice of the man's shoes in front of her, she can only hear her own breath. Lan Xi suddenly wakes up from her half dream and half wakes up, and has a profound understanding --

she can show weakness to anyone in the world, and the only thing she can't do is to follow the man in front of her eyes.

Even if the elder brother, even if he has relatives, he does not have any position to love her and care about her. They have the kind of intimacy between ordinary brothers and sisters. When they encounter family war, they will automatically stand in the united front and share the same hatred.

In the heart inexplicably flashed a strong sour, her bright eyes looked at the front, drooping eyes, immediately ran to catch up with.

Running a little slow, seeing the elevator door was about to close, Lan Xi jumped in, and her skirt was almost caught.

Mu Yanchen watched this slender girl jump in, her pace is not stable, a momentum is not easy to grasp and rush to him, he frowned, strong arm subconsciously stretched out to take a look, ease her jump in strength.

A flurry of noise, the elevator door slowly closed.

Mu Yanchen's face, but suddenly black after the elevator door closed.

A cold flash across the deep eyes, his thin lips tightly closed, step back, arm away from her waist, support her armpit --

"stand up."

The cold voice of the sudden drop in temperature was like a teacher who punished pupils with anger.

Lan Xi himself also shook, clearly felt that a strong force from the waist to the armpit, she staggered to stand firm, clear water eyes raised, hit this man very close to the handsome eye.

Breathing is unstable, her face slightly red to break free, move away, obediently to the side of the elevator stand.

Mu Yanchen's mobile phone rings at this moment, hiding some of his coldness and embarrassment.

Lan Xi looked and raised his eyes and asked, "why don't you pick it up?"

As soon as she spoke, she found that she had said something stupid - it was stupid. The signal in the elevator was weak, and a fool could understand it.

Mu Yanchen droops his eyes and is so cold that he doesn't say a word.

When he got out of the elevator, he picked it up. Nie Mingxuan's voice was full of excited expectation: "the box on the third floor, you can directly report my name," and after a while, he said, "are you alone?"

"Well." Mu Yanchen's voice is faint.

"Does that mean being single?" There was a sense of teasing in the voice.

Mu Yan Chen did not speak, cold eyes glanced at the girl who was walking in front of him. Thin lips pasted on the receiver: "wait for me for a while, there is something else."

The other party did not have time to ask him anything, the signal has been calmly cut off.

When she got on the bus, the people beside her did not make any noise. Mu Yanchen thought that she was asleep again, which saved her mind a lot. The coldness and vigilance of the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were shallower. She carried one arm gracefully on the open window, driving with one hand and gently curling the other hand against the cold thin lip.

The city, which has not returned for more than ten years, is safe and quiet, just like all the sins and resentments have never happened.

"Mu Yanchen."

Suddenly, a soft voice came from the side, with a trace of cotton candy like lazy and lonely.

Mu Yanchen's eyelids jumped.

He thin lips light pursed did not speak, subconsciously knew that she still had the following.

Lanxi bit his lip, raised his small face and looked at the stars all over the city and said, "before, when my mother was still there, I always felt that the only child was very happy, and my father and mother's pet were all my own. But now my mother is not here, and I think it's really unfair. Why not have a brother and sister to bear the pain with me. We are all equally pitiful, so we don't feel sorry for ourselves... "

She is slow, low head to think for a while, suddenly think of something, confused to tilt his small face to see him.

"Mu Yanchen, I heard from Aunt Mo that you have been abroad for more than ten years. Don't you feel very lonely?"