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    Chapter 19

    Before the meeting, everyone was preparing. Their voices were small and very fast. At first glance, the entire conference room seemed quiet. However, upon closer inspection, it was all about worries about design and meetings. There was a depressing calmness.

    In such a serious atmosphere, Zhuo Weilan's mind wandered elsewhere, staring at his hands in a daze.

    Mo Shuang gave her a farewell kiss.

    Not on the lips.

    Zhuo Weilan waited for a long time with his eyes closed, hoping for this moment. His reaction at that time was not "Is Mo Shuang stupid?" but the frustration of "I think too much."

    Angry and embarrassed, she said "go to work", picked up her bag and left.

    Mo Shuang had to pay and pack her things, so she couldn't catch up, so she hurriedly added "goodbye" at the end.

    Zhuo Weilan didn¡¯t look back, waved her hand away, and quickly returned to the office.

    Before she could catch her breath, she found that most of the people in the office were gone, and most of them were heading to the conference room. She felt bad, so she quickly sorted out the information and followed the big team, and sat down safely, as soon as she was free.  What she was still thinking about was Mo Shuang's unconventional farewell kiss.

    With your eyes closed, is it appropriate to just use your hands?

    Zhuo Weilan clenched her pen tightly and couldn't help but complain in her heart.

    When she mumbled, most of her colleagues were already seated, and Director Yu Zhi silenced the conference room completely as soon as she entered.

    Zhuo Weilan came back to his senses and found that the seat on the right was empty. He glanced around in a panic, fearing that his best friend Tan Shaoshi was really angry and would not sit with her as usual.

    While she was looking, a hurried figure rushed into the conference room.

    "Here!" Zhuo Weilan quickly put away the things occupying the seat and waved to Tan Shaoshi.

    Tan Shaoshi frowned and walked over after hesitating for a moment.

    Zhuo Weilan considerately helped to pull the chair, not daring to look at Tan Shaoshi more. He straightened his back and put his hands on the table, for fear that he would catch a glimpse of the design information Tan Shaoshi brought with him out of the corner of his eye.

    She doesn¡¯t know how to comfort people, but at least she knows how to avoid them.  Tan Shaoshi was frustrated on the rooftop, saying that she couldn't hand in her work. Regardless of whether she brought the design drawings to this meeting, she wouldn't like others to look at them.

    Zhuo Weilan thought she had done a good job, but Tan Shaoshi did not pull the chair far away and sat next to her properly. The mug placed on the table was so close to hers that they were about to touch each other. The things on hand were out of bounds.  Without disturbing the colleague on the other side, he naturally occupied a little of her position.

    It¡¯s nothing different from usual

    She breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not dare to look directly at what Tan Shaoshi brought.

    Zhuo Weilan's eyes had no place to focus, and unknowingly they fell on his hands again.

    She inexplicably started looking for the place where Mo Shuang had kissed.

    That move was too fast and too light, and the light reflected from the wedding ring stole the spotlight. Zhuo Weilan only remembered being surprised, and did not carefully feel where the soft lips touched.

    Remember now

    Zhuo Weilan's fingertips slid over possible places, imagining the scene at that time. He couldn't remember the exact details, and he became more and more concerned.

    She was a little helpless.

    Is this being led innocently by 18-year-old classmate Mo?

    Speaking of which, Mo Shuang did have such restrained intimacy when she was 18 years old.

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    They passed each other on campus. Mo Shuang turned around and proactively chatted with them and asked for their contact information.  Zhuo Weilan was a little unable to recover. After being urged by a friend who was walking in front, she rummaged through her pockets for a long time. She suddenly remembered that she had fallen asleep in the dark during class because she left her cell phone in the dormitory, so she directly wrote something in the notebook Mo Shuang handed her.  I sent the string out, and in a hurry, I wrote down the mobile phone number without a "1".

    Zhuo Weilan didn't notice it. After returning to the dormitory, he found his mobile phone, charged it and turned it on, holding it stupidly while waiting for the message.

    Of course we can¡¯t wait.

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    However, Mo Shuang, who couldn't be contacted, found a day when she had classes and sat next to her quietly.

    Zhuo Weilan was startled. He didn't say much because of the class. He grabbed the corner of the textbook and became nervous.

    Mo Shuang wrote her number in a notebook and moved it over. Zhuo Weilan glanced at it and found that the number Mo Shuang had written neatly was just under the handwriting she had written, with one more digit.

    Zhuo Weilan was embarrassed, but also fed up with waiting around in the dormitory. She stopped being coy, took out her mobile phone and pressed the number to send a text message. She said clearly, "This is my number, no matter what."At that time, she she even took others to drink and have fun, and downplayed the fact that she couldn't hand in the design draft. She thought about what to do if she didn't have inspiration and couldn't draw it. If she didn't hand it in, she wouldn't hand it in.

    Zhuo Weilan remembered what she said in response to Aunt Mo Shuang with a smile on her face.

    "I don't have to work hard, I just go to have fun."

    She thought it was a joke, but now that she thought about it, she did seem to be here for fun. Tan Shaoshi was different. She pointed at this and ate. She was under great pressure. If she couldn't hand in the design draft, she had to ask her boss for mercy. When she had to, she had to find a relationship to keep her job.

    Zhuo Weilan sighed, put away his things, and walked down with a heavy heart.

    Mo Shuang was indeed waiting, "Wei Lan~"

    Zhuo Weilan responded muffledly and sat in the car without saying a word.

    Mo Shuang realized something was wrong and waited quietly. The car passed two intersections before he carefully and tentatively covered her hand.

    Zhuo Weilan shook his hand and said, "I'm fine. I'll go home, eat and have a good sleep. My mood will feel better."

    "good."

    The car arrived outside the yard and before entering the garage, it was blocked by a person who suddenly ran out.

    "Mr. Mo." Cousin Mo Qinhai turned a deaf ear to the sound of the sudden brakes and opened his arms and laughed, "You are back!"

    Zhuo Weilan was frightened and held Mo Shuang's hand tightly, "What is going on?"

    Mo Shuang had never seen this formation before and frowned, "Old Zhang, close the doors and windows."

    Lao Zhang obeyed and narrowly closed the last window before Mo Qinhai rushed in.

    Mo Qinhai almost got his hand pinched and was annoyed. He clenched his fist and smashed the window hard, roaring angrily.

    "If I want to kill you, I'll just stab you to death. Why bother trying to get a car!"

    Zhuo Weilan looked at the people cursing outside, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

    It¡¯s not that I realized what was going on, but I remembered that the 18-year-old classmate Mo may have never seen such a crazy person like Mo Qinhai - when they first met, Mo Shuang said that he had a cousin and a cousin living at home, and the cousin lived on campus.  I am good at studying. My cousin encourages me during exams and buys me graduation gifts. He is a nice person.

    Mo Qinhai was also a good young man who cared about his family at first, but his troubles were all the result of being corrupted by money and power after graduation.

    "Mo Shuang, don't be afraid" She quickly turned around to comfort her.

    Zhuo Weilan prepared a set of comfort words to touch his head, but as soon as he said one sentence, he got stuck.

    18-year-old Mo Shuang, whom she thought would be scared, was holding up her mobile phone to videotape Mo Qinhai who was going crazy outside. Hearing this, he replied, "Well, I'm not scared. I'm collecting evidence."

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