Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

In the end, in fact, I got these thanks to Xiao Moxuan's care

Meng Xiaoxiao was a little annoyed, and the signature pen in his hand didn't fall down for a long time.

Seeing that she was just thinking about things in a daze, accountant sun pushed the bill in front of her and kindly reminded her, "little girl, sign quickly. When you're done, I'll go home to make dumplings for my husband and daughter."

Meng Xiaoxiao rubbed his hair and said frankly, "there's too much money. I'm ashamed of it. Can I not?"

"Hehe, you girl, aren't you happy to send you money?" accountant sun liked this girl who looked simple and simple, and couldn't help laughing: "put it away quickly. Go out and buy more beautiful clothes and delicious food for the new year. President Xiao personally explained it. If you don't want it, we won't be able to pay off our finances."

Meng Xiaoxiao thought it was the same. The financial personnel of others were also ordered to act. She told others not to embarrass others here.

Even if you really don't want to receive it, you should return it directly to Xiao Moxuan, instead of complaining in front of the financial personnel.

She figured it out, readily signed the documents, thanked accountant sun, and walked out of the finance department.

Where are you going? Do you really go to find Xiao Moxuan to return the money to him?

The bag contained the bulging 10000 yuan. Meng Xiaoxiao felt like a hot potato. He still hesitated to think about whether to really go to Xiao Moxuan to refund the money?

But who knows where he is now? The whole office building seemed to be empty and extremely quiet.

He should be away, too. Maybe I'll go back to Beijing long ago.

Meng Xiaoxiao remembers that he once said that no matter how busy he is at ordinary times, he will rush home every Spring Festival to spend the new year with his family

Forget it, send it to me and I'll keep it. Anyway, the money has gone through a formal procedure in the finance department, which is not an ill gotten gain.

Besides, for Xiao Moxuan, 10000 yuan may be as insignificant as one yuan and a dime of ordinary people. He won't take it to heart at all

Meng Xiaoxiao gradually persuaded himself to stop worrying about it and walked to his office.

She's going to the office to pack up her things, throw away what should be thrown away, take it home and take it home. I'll go to a travel agency to sign up for the group later. I won't come tomorrow.

The eighth floor was also empty and quiet. Meng Xiaoxiao thought he wouldn't meet anyone.

However, she had just turned the corner from the stairs, but she saw a figure coming from the direction of her office.

Tall, handsome, tall and straight, natural and unrestrained, elegant

Today is a cloudy day. There is light in the corridor. Meng Xiaoxiao's vision is not clear. But the oncoming figure is still so clear and profound, with a painful familiarity

Xiao Moxuan? He hasn't returned to Beijing. Why is he here now?

Meng Xiaoxiao subconsciously paused for a moment, a little wanted to avoid, and soon felt ridiculous for his abnormal state of mind.

She took a deep breath and moved on calmly.

They slowly approached and stopped at a distance of about one meter.

Xiao Moxuan gathered up his dark eyes, looked at her deeply and said, "Xiaoxiao, you're coming."

"It's going to be a holiday soon. I'll come and pack up my things." Meng Xiaoxiao gently stroked his long hair and responded faintly.

"Hehe, I just came to see you. There was no one in your office. I thought I couldn't see you today." Xiao Moxuan smiled shallowly, his eyes spoiled and gentle, as if he was very pleased: "but you still came. It's good."

"Are you looking for me?" Meng Xiaoxiao asked slightly strangely.

She noticed that, as Ding Jingjing said that day, Xiao Moxuan's face was really not very good.

Although with a shallow smile, it doesn't seem to make people happy. On the contrary, it feels like some vicissitudes of life. It's far from the elation and sharpness of the past

"I'll go back to Beijing tomorrow," said Xiao Moxuan. After a slight pause, he added in a low voice: "with Xueer..."

"Oh..." Meng Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned and immediately said, "you don't have to tell me these."

"But I want to tell you," Xiao Moxuan said quickly as if he knew she would say so.

"Ha ha, I know now." Meng Xiaoxiao wanted to be calm and indifferent, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously aroused a trace of sarcastic radian: "I wish you a pleasant journey."

She brushed past him and walked to the office.

Here, there is no need to continue to stay.

Of course, there is no need for them to continue their conversation.

A relationship, two people, missed is missed. There's really no need to get involved again and again

But Xiao Moxuan gently shouted to her behind him: "Xiaoxiao..."

"Anything else? Mr. Xiao." Meng Xiaoxiao looked back and could face him with very calm and indifferent eyes.

Xiao Moxuan was gloomy and silent for a moment. He cheered up and asked, "how are you going to spend the Spring Festival this year?"

"I'm going to travel," Meng Xiaoxiao said without thinking.

"Travel? Where to go?" Xiao Moxuan was surprised and interested, and immediately asked.

"Go to Hainan." Meng Xiaoxiao didn't think about where to go. When he asked, a series of fluent words blurted out: "I've never been far away, especially in the south. It's cold here in winter. It's said that it's very comfortable to spend the new year in Hainan. Anyway, it's all right to go to Sanya and Haikou. Relax."

It turned out that the place she wanted to go was the south. It turned out that she had never been anywhere before

Xiao Moxuan's heart suddenly soured. Why didn't he think of these at that time?

At that time, they spent so many days and nights together that he could accompany her to many interesting places. Even if she goes abroad, she will be very happy

But now, there is no such opportunity.

Even if he wanted to have dinner with her again and walked casually, he became out of reach

"It's really good to go to Hainan in winter..." Xiao Moxuan sighed deeply in the bottom of his heart, with a low voice: "who are you going with?"

"Go alone," Meng Xiaoxiao said blandly.

Xiao Moxuan didn't expect that she decided to travel alone. At first, she was surprised, but then she was more sad and sad.