Chapter 314

Mo Xin took it, puzzled Leng for a while, then came to realize it, suddenly stare big eyes.

"Boss, is your little bride already..."

"Go and find out!" Two words, full of displeasure.

Mo Xin shrinks her neck and runs out. She just bumps into Chris, who is about to come in. She reminds her humanitarian kindness: "if it's not very important, I suggest you don't go in now."

"Come on, it's very important. The fax from the United States." Chris shook the folder in his hand.

Mo Xin pulled him: "this is not important, I suggest you go in ten minutes later."

"Well?" Chris was confused by her cautious attitude: "what's the matter?"

"I guess our boss is going to be lovelorn."

"Well?" Chris blue eyes, showing a trace of consternation: "he, lovelorn?"

Moxin didn't say much, and took the serial ID number and walked out.

Chris stood at the door, all of a sudden to go in is not good, do not go in is not good, finally had to stay in the door foolishly, stayed for ten minutes, only carefully knocked on the door.

"Come in." Inside, men's voices are no different in peacetime.

He went in, looked at it, and immediately knew that it was wrong.

Or that lazy face without any emotion, but now he, all over, but with a cold from the inside out, finished, this is really lovelorn.

In the evening, Deyue.

After a meal, Jing Zhongqing had nothing to eat.

Sitting opposite him, the man pushed the gold glasses on his face, sandwiched a piece of chicken, ate it slowly, pecked a mouthful of red wine, then slowly raised his eyes, but looked a little unhappy: "call me out, just to let me see your face?"

Jing Zhongqing will chopsticks, rubbed the eyebrow: "jet lag, a little tired."

The person on the opposite side also put down his chopsticks and said, "come on, call me out. What's the matter?"

"Can't we talk about the past?"

"No way." Man's tone with a trace of Indifference: "recently I have contacts with your brother, at present, it is best not to let him find that I know you, but also had a lot of friendship."

"Zeng Jin?" Jing Zhongqing took the wine glass, swayed twice, some speechless: "good or bad, brother, this has been used too much."

The man wearing gold glasses lightly hooked his lips. On the transparent lens, there was a coolness: "you also said, it's just a martial brother. It's ugly. It's alumni. It's really not about love." He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of other dishes, looking casual: "but even for the sake of an acquaintance, I can remind you that your brother is not easy to deal with. At least for the moment, it's not easy for you to fight with him. Besides, I don't understand. With your current achievements, do you really care about Jing's shares?"

A glass of wine, in the twinkling of an eye has drunk half, Jing Zhongqing eyes light cool, put down the glass, also picked up chopsticks.

"Younger martial brother Fang, who told you that I came back for him?"

"Well?" Fang Zhengqiu frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly: "not for him?"

"Coming back this time is the solution to the end of life."

Fang Zhengqiu didn't know what to say. According to his understanding of Jing Zhongqing, this man is a wild horse with a dark stomach and a cold heart. He looks lazy and casual, but he never thinks much of women. Now, he even says such words.

"Oh, who is it?"

"You'll know. Get the presents ready. On your wedding day, you'll be invited."

Fang Zhengqiu looked at him again for a while, and made sure that he was not joking. He was a little curious.

"It seems that you really have someone you like."

Jing Zhongqing kept silent and continued to eat, but after only a few mouthfuls, he couldn't eat any more.

In the afternoon, Mo Xin has found out the marital status of Qiao Si, which is registered in the Civil Affairs Bureau. It's true that he is married. Ironically, the name in the spouse column is really unexpected.

In fact, he had expected that in that phone call, the other party didn't recognize his voice, but he had already recognized it.

Jingchihan is jingchihan.

In the United States, he has been paying close attention to his good brother. He has heard a lot of interviews, and he knows that he heard right,

Her husband.

He said these three words naturally.

Jing chihan, you really want to rob me of everything.

After pecking the last mouthful of wine, the wine glass was empty. He felt that it was almost done. He got up and looked at Fang Zhengqiu on the opposite side: "the bill has been paid. Please use it slowly."

He left, out of the box, feeling as oppressive as the air.

Mo Xin was waiting for him outside. When he saw him coming out and walking towards the elevator, he followed him and looked at the back: "is this the end of the meal? It's less than half an hour. "

"The things here are average." He had no expression on his face. The elevator arrived soon. He went in and pressed the floor.

Mo Xin knew that he was in a bad mood. When she found those things, she was also shocked. She never thought that Jos had been married, and her husband was

That person, with Jing Zhongqing, is really a predestined enemy, whether it is family, career, or love, are so fighting against each other.

To tell you the truth, Mo Xin always knows that Jing Zhongqing has a Qiao Si in her heart, but she thinks that if she can leave so many years without contact for such a long time, even if she likes it again, it should not reach that level.

Perhaps compared with other women, joss is the most special in Jing Zhongqing's heart, but this special, she thinks that it should be more appropriate to use family affection to describe it.

But now, looking at the boss's attitude and expression, she felt that she probably didn't really understand him.

Even he can't figure out how much he cares about in his heart.

When the elevator reaches the floor, Jing Zhongqing goes back to her room. Mo Xin lives in the next room. After she goes in, she goes to the balcony. The balcony of the two rooms is very close. If she doesn't care about the height of the dozens of floors, she can climb over.

Next to the room, turn on the light, no, inside the music, is Mozart's music.

Every time Jing Zhongqing is in a bad mood, she likes to play this kind of music.

With a sigh, she pulled a chair and sat on the balcony, far away, listening to music with him.

She could almost guess what he was doing in the room, drinking, listening to music, staring at the ceiling.

Now, he's very complicated, probably never before.

……

At the weekend, Jos got up early in the morning.

She looked at the time and pushed the man beside her: "it's almost nine o'clock, up."

The man stretched out his hand to pull her down and into his arms. Anyway, he held her down.