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He was looking at something under the desk lamp with a soft and focused look that she rarely saw anymore.
Miwei¡¯s words came to mind.
"Xiao Moqing is a person with a strong sense of responsibility. Even if he doesn't love you anymore, he will not take the initiative to divorce you. Have you never thought that Xiao Moqing is still willing to be with you now, is it really because he loves you? Miss Song, are you still sure that Xiao Moqing loves you?"
Mi Wei said so much, but Song Chujiu didn't feel any emotion in her heart. Only this question made her feel pain.
Does Xiao Moqing still love her?
she does not know.
Even when Xiao Moqing was not receiving treatment, she was not so confident.
She herself didn¡¯t know whether Xiao Moqing¡¯s feelings for her were love or paranoia.
And now, it¡¯s even more difficult for her to be sure.
"Didi."
The sound of the mobile phone brought back her thoughts.
Song Chujiu turned on his phone.
It was a message from Xiao Moqing. The content of the message was probably the content of daily routine inquiries.
Song Chujiu looked at the information on his phone and entered a line of words with his fingertips.
"What did you go to country a for"
As soon as I finished typing this line, it was quickly deleted by Song Chujiu.
Why is she so naive, like the wind is raining on her?
She knows very well what kind of person Xiao Moqing is.
If he and Nan Xi could really get together, they wouldn't be together now.
What does she have to worry about?
However, Song Chujiu's heart was still extremely depressed.
It is impossible not to care.
After a long time, Song Chujiu replied to Xiao Moqing.
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Xiao Moqing, who was on the other side of the office, frowned slightly when he saw the few words in the reply.
Jingze was reporting on his work, but when he saw Xiao Moqing was distracted, he did not continue the report.
In order to be able to go back early, his and Xiao Moqing's rest time was severely compressed.
Even Jingze felt a little tired.
Xiao Moqing stared at the two words on the phone and did not move for a long time.
"fine."
"If it were normal times, Song Chujiu would not only post such a short content, but also send some words asking him to take a rest and not be too tired.
Today, I only replied with these two words, and you can see the perfunctoriness in it at a glance.
Jingze felt very strange when he saw Xiao Moqing staring at his phone and not responding for a long time.
"Mr. Xiao?"
Xiao Moqing seemed to be awakened by something and looked up at her.
Jingze had no choice but to repeat what he just reported.
Xiao Moqing nodded, "Yeah."
Jingze then retreated.
The moment the office door closed, he saw Xiao Moqing holding a mobile phone and moving her slender fingertips lightly, as if she was replying to a message.
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Song Chujiu opened the door of Xiao Moqing's study again.
The painting auctioned in the auction is still quietly placed in its original position. I don¡¯t know if it has been put away yet.
Song Chujiu stood there for a while, and finally walked to the drawer of his desk.
She entered the password she knew.
This time, the drawer did not open normally as before, but prompted an incorrect password.
Song Chujiu showed no expression and did not persist.
She didn¡¯t come here just to peek into his privacy again, she just wanted to know whether his password had been changed.
He really changed me.
Song Chujiu left the study and returned to the bedroom.
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