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She pouted unwillingly. Is it sinful to love someone? Even if he already had a family, she didn't mind. She would rather be his lover all her life, as long as she was with him.

She did not care about status or status, nor did she care about his money. She was happy just for him, this person, just looking at her like that.

Seeing her stubborn look, Gu Mo Cheng sighed and threw a sentence at her.

"Director Ren's style is very upright. It's been so many years since you've made a name for yourself and a woman has never been seen outside. Everyone in the industry knows this, so just give up!"

These words disheartened her at first glance, but the more she thought of it, the more precious she became. A man who was as rich as a nation definitely had plenty of temptations by his side, but he was actually so pure of heart! This made her admire him more and more.

She could never forget him, but he had disappeared from her world, as if that night's encounter had been her dream.

He had always kept a low profile and rarely participated in banquets and meetings. It was said that he had already handed over the business of the company to the young people under him, and had given all the opportunities for exercise to the young people with potential.

Then, disheartened, she gradually put her energy into her work. She was smart, she had jumped all the way here, she had entered Oxford University at the age of 17, and had graduated at the age of 20.

After that year, she had gradually become familiar with her work, but her personality had become more and more arrogant. After meeting such a perfect man, all of the men around her were not worth mentioning.

She often thought that her life was over. She had fallen head first onto a man she had only met once before, and he was an 'old' man with a family. Although his appearance wasn't that old, his age was still there.

One day a year later, she was ordered by Gu Mo City to attend a certain bank's bidding. At the event, she would represent Viscount Bayer to explain the views of her company. Gu Mo City even issued a death order to her: she must win this auction!

Since she couldn't take them, she took her bedroll and returned to the Kingdom of Ji to accompany the old man in his retirement home.

Although her ability had increased by a lot after a year of training, this was the first time that she was able to independently support such a grand scene. Even though she knew Gu Mo City was doing this to train her, she couldn't help but scold him in her heart.

Holding the long prepared bid book in her hand, she was reciting the speech that she would be using again and again in her mind. The heating in the huge meeting room was fully turned on, but she was cold to the point that her hand was shaking.

Vaguely, someone sat down beside her, but she was not in the mood to care about that. She just sat there preparing. Suddenly, a slender hand reached out to pinch the other corner of her bid book, forcefully suppressing her trembling.

Her mind was already in a state of high tension. This hand that reached out suddenly scared her out of her wits. Moreover, it was such a pale and thin hand.

She almost jumped up from her chair. The moment she lifted her head to look at that face that was filled with longing, she instantly petrified. She pointed at him and then at herself and stammered,

"You, you, you …"

God! Was this what it meant to be able to find nothing at all?

He let go of his hand with a chuckle and tilted his head to ask her,

"My apologies Miss Long, did I scare you?"

"En!"

He did scare her. The hand scared her, and his presence scared her even more.

Her heart began to pound in her chest as soon as he appeared, and her blunt words startled him for a moment before he chuckled in delight.

She just sat there next to him and watched him, and when he smiled, he was handsome and clean and warm and moving, and she felt her heart was full.

Then she began to talk to him, and he said he was a guest at the bank, and she asked him why he didn't sit in the front row, where all the guests were supposed to sit.

He only pursed his lips indifferently and laughed it off.

Chatting with him was always so easy. He didn't have the snobbish attitude of a big boss and would answer any of her questions. Of course, it was only academic, so he pretended not to hear any of his personal questions.

Her nervousness was slowly lifted by the conversation with him, and in the end her speech was brilliant and imposing, and the bidding had made it known to all in the financial world that the viscount had a beautiful and capable secretary named Long Yi.

She could be said to have made a name for herself in a single battle.

Of course, she would not let him off so easily. After the event ended, she grabbed onto his phone and insisted that she treat him to a meal to thank him for his teachings today. He neither agreed nor refused, so he got into the car and drove off.

Then she succeeded in getting him to dinner.

Then, a year later, she became his woman. That night, her soft body was wrapped around his body like seaweed, enjoying the happiness and the extreme happiness he brought her when she was a woman.

The next day he laughed dotingly and teased her, saying that he had nearly died on her. He said that his old bones might not be able to serve her like a wolf or a tiger, and she was so ashamed that she screamed and threw herself at him again.

Then, a year later, he smiled and told her never to contact her again.

She had been completely stupefied, for they had been well before, and she had not asked his family where he was, but had waited obediently for him to find her.

She was willing to be his lover for the rest of her life as long as she could be with him.

As long as she was with him the day before, the next day she was determined to be on stimulants, hard at work, smiling, and in a good mood.

Gu Mo City had warned her many times to leave him, but she didn't listen.

Tears had long since soaked the thin tissue, and warm liquid rolled through his fingers and dripped onto the cold marble floor, pooling into a small whirlpool.

She had experienced this kind of pain and loss before. She knew that at this moment, what she needed the most was not the words of others to comfort her, but to have someone accompany her in order to pour out all of the pain and suffering.

She patted her shoulder lightly.

"Long Yi, you're drunk. I'll send you home!"

After a long time, she finally lifted her face from her palms. Her beautiful and charming face was covered with tears, and her eyes were filled with shocking pain. She grabbed her arm and asked loudly.

"Sister-in-law, tell me, how can I forget him? Is it like this, where you find someone to marry you and completely end your thoughts? "

Before she could finish her sentence, tears once again flowed down her face. Her words also caused a great deal of pain in Mu Ran's heart. She looked at the torturous expression on her face as the light in her eyes gradually began to dissipate.

"If there really is no way to be together, then this method might be a wise choice to forget about him!"

"Hehe …"

As Long Yi sat there, he suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter and tears continued to flow, and the more he laughed, the more intense his tears became.

After a long while, she finally calmed down. She raised her hand to wipe the tears off her face, then turned her head back to look at her bag and kept talking.

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I've let you down. Oh, and look at me drink so much. I can only let the waiter come and take me home!"

She was already a little drunk, and her hand did not listen to what he was saying. She took her phone and dialed Dragon 2's number, then accidentally pressed the hands-free button. The woman's soft and lovely voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Ah …" Hurry up... "Fast …"

At the same time, the heavy breathing of a man could be heard.

She knew what was going on over there, but Long Yi seemed to have already gotten used to it. However, in order to take into account the feelings of Mu Wenwen, she still turned off her phone, turned it off, and shouted into her phone:

"Waiter, I'm drunk. Hurry up and bring me home!"