Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

The manager pulled the door for them and went out.

Mo Beicheng got up and raised the blinds. There was no shelter, but a layer of transparent glass between them.

Every move of the two was seen in the eyes.

It's sound proof, and it doesn't make people talk.

He went to the sofa, leaned over and pinched his cigarette. "Sit down."

"What are you looking for?"

Muzi didn't want to say a word to Mo Beicheng, and he didn't plan to sit down and have a long talk.

Some looked at him impatiently.

"Call Shen Nanqiao."

Muzi was speechless and sneered: "you didn't even have her number, did you? And asked me to call her. It's not going to be a renewal of the old relationship with my predecessor, or a deletion of the blacklist. "

"She turned off her cell phone."

"I don't know how to fight when it's turned off. I'm not an immortal." Knowing that he had called Nanqiao, Muzi's tone softened.

Mo Beicheng raised his eyes: "only an."

The wood son shriveled a shriveled mouth, "I don't have the telephone of Wei An."

To her words, Mo Beicheng suddenly did not hear, "after getting through, help me ask her something."

Perhaps this sounds too strange, but also too serious, originally full of resistance to wood even subconsciously asked: "what?"

"If Lu Yan is still alive, what will she do?"

Without thinking about it, Muzi vetoed, "is this hypothetical question meaningful? Nanjo won't answer you at all

Mo Beicheng lifted his eyes with a strange luster.

The more Muzi looked, the more startled he was. He opened his eyes and blurted out: "is Lu Yan not dead?"

As soon as the words came out, the first thought in her mind was absurd, the second thought was impossible, and the third thought was that she was crazy. How could she make such a guess.

She shook her head, "it's impossible. It was Nanqiao's funeral. How could Lu Yan still be alive?"

Mo Beicheng dropped his eyes. Muzi seemed to see him slightly pick his eyebrows. "Is that what you saw with your own eyes?"

So.

What he meant was——

Lu Yan is still alive, and, he saw?

Muzi felt that she could not think in a normal way. She almost shook her head blankly.

She didn't attend the funeral of Lu Yan at that time. How could she have seen it with her own eyes.

"What about people?"

"Call her."

"Mo Beicheng, what about Lu Yan? Since he is alive, why don't he come back to find Nanqiao? She has been waiting for two years... "Muzi's voice suddenly stopped. For a long time," don't cheat Nanqiao with this. She can't stand it. You don't understand Nanqiao's feelings for Lu Yan. Wait for her to die again without hope. "

Waiting?

Will you die?

What is he?

She's a free agent?

Mo Beicheng sneered, but did not let Muzi see the clue, "call her."

"Is he really alive?"

“……”

Mo Beicheng turned to look outside. Everyone was busy in an orderly way. The sound insulation of the office was good. The cry of Muzi didn't spread to the outside.

Muzi looks at Mo Beicheng's straight and slender figure suspiciously. Although she thinks it's impossible, she knows how much Nanqiao cares about Lu Yan.

If he's alive——

"Mo Beicheng, if this is a trial, you will regret it. If Lu Yan is still alive..." she stopped and said, "you can choose not to tell Nanqiao. I didn't think you were here today."

Mo Beicheng put in the pants bag that hand tightly clenched, "call her."

Muzi finds out Wei'an's number and dials it. Her fingers tremble slightly when she touches the screen, which is enough to show how shocked she is when she hears the news.

Mo Beicheng stares at the glass, Muzi's trembling fingers.

An outsider's reaction is so big. What about Shen Nanqiao?

He can almost predict her reaction, he disdains to use a dead person to test her, but Chen Baimo is right——

No one does not care about the person who occupies an important position in the heart of the person he loves. He cares about the existence of Lu Yan.

From beginning to end, even if he's dead.

He still cares about his proportion in Shen Nanqiao's heart.

So.

He used such shameless means.

If to today her choice is still Lu Yan, that barely together, will only let two people are painful, as crisp let go.

Before he came, he had made a decision. She chose him. He went to America to pick her up. He chose Lu Yan. He set her free.