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The moment Zhuo Weilan saw Aunt Mo Shuang's name, she could imagine a terrible future - Aunt Mo Shuang could come to her door whenever she wanted and whenever she was free, and talk about stories she didn't like to hear, and think things out for her. design.
She was constantly under the guidance of her aunt in her life, and even her job was not spared.
What¡¯s even more tragic is that the previous aunt was a talkative relative and a nosy type, and now the aunthas become her client, a ¡°god¡± who is justifiable and tormenting people.
When Zhuo Weilan thought of her aunt's stiff face and nonchalant mouth, she felt that her future was hopeless. She couldn't even hold the phone. She dropped her arms and fell back, slumped on the chair and closed her eyes. My eyes want to sleep forever.
"Wei Lan?" Mo Shuang patted her shoulder, "What's wrong?"
Zhuo Weilan used his last strength to say, "The custom customer the director mentioned is your aunt."
Mo Shuang frowned, "Really?"
"Well" Zhuo Weilan sighed, "I also hope it's a coincidence of having the same name, but I can recognize my aunt's number at a glance."
Mo Shuang was even more surprised than before, "Why? Do you contact her often?"
Zhuo Weilan snorted coldly, "It's a long story."
Two years ago, my aunt got too old with her poker friends and owed a sum of money. She didn't dare to confess to Mo's father and grandparents, and she didn't want to borrow money from her friends to lose face. So she went to the extreme to steal Grandma Mo Shuang's jewelry and sell it at a low price. After Mo Shuang found out, he was smart and went to Zhuo Weilan to plead for mercy.
Zhuo Weilan couldn't bear the harassment and blocked the phone, thinking she could be quiet. Unexpectedly, her aunt found her office landline and kept harassing her with calls, forcing her colleagues to unplug the phone line.
Until now, when she sees this string of mobile phone numbers, she can still think of the series of ringings that afternoon.
Zhuo Weilan didn't have the energy to tell Mo Shuang such a long story, just like when she was wronged two years ago, she bit her lip and looked at Mo Shuang with tears in her eyes, "Can you ask Auntie not to customize it? "
Mo Shuang touched her cheek, "I'll try."
Zhuo Weilan asked for help and was extremely docile. He tilted his head and rubbed Mo Shuang's palm, "When are we going to talk?"
"Tomorrow morning, I will call and talk to her." Mo Shuang gave the exact time and coaxed softly, "It's late, can you go to bed first?"
Zhuo Weilan had one thing hanging in her mind. She was not sleepy at all and stared at Mo Shuang, "Tomorrow"
Mo Shuang saw what she meant, "Try to hit me now?"
"Yeah!" Zhuo Weilan nodded quickly, "Use your mobile phone to call, so she doesn't dare not answer."
Mo Shuang laughed and did as she said.
My aunt got through quickly, but ignored Mo Shuang. She just talked to the chattering people around her, asking them to "slow down". Occasionally, she would shout excitedly about "touch" and "fifty thousand", and add to the crisp sound of mahjong being played on the table. It became a noisy background sound.
When Zhuo Weilan heard this, he knew that his aunt had gone to play cards again and had a bad feeling. Since she made a big mistake last time, her aunt had quit playing cards under the pressure of her family. Now she not only started playing cards, but she also didn't shy away from it at all. He answered the phone and let Mo Shuang listen, which showed that he was very confident.
Sure enough, my aunt made a whiteboard and then spoke slowly and in a perfunctory tone, "Mo Shuang, what's wrong?"
Mo Shuang¡¯s face darkened, she lowered her voice and asked seriously, ¡°Are you going to Weilan¡¯s company to customize jewelry?¡±
"Yes," my aunt smiled, saying shameless words to herself, "No need to thank me, a family should help each other."
Who wants to thank you?
Zhuo Weilan gritted her teeth, turned away and snorted slightly. Mo Shuang raised his hand to stroke her back to comfort her, deliberately imitating her father's inhuman command tone, "Don't go, Weilan doesn't need it."
"Ouch~" my aunt called out in a weird voice, saying sarcastic words one after another, "Weilan doesn't need it, I do. I want to buy two pieces of jewelry. I don't know the ropes. Is it wrong to ask for help from my own family? You have to scold me for this." ah?"
Mo Shuang had never faced her changed aunt before, so she couldn't answer for a moment and looked at Zhuo Weilan helplessly.
This time, it was Zhuo Weilan's turn to touch his head and comfort him.
The aunt was a talkative, so she ignored them and continued chattering, "My life is miserable. My son was killed and squatted in a detention center. Now I have to be told by my niece when I buy something Oh, I can't live my life." Already"
My aunt was howling and playing cards non-stop. She said "touch" midway through her fake crying. She was full of energy, but she didn't look miserable.After finishing the phone call, he quickly picked up his bag and started to leave. He didn't want to mess around with her anymore. "I'll tell you next time. I'm leaving."
Zhuo Weilan didn't get what she asked for, so she opened the door for her aunt.
She saw her aunt speeding up and leaving as she wished, but she unexpectedly bumped into a colleague who was looking cautiously at her.
Zhuo Weilan was embarrassed, lowered his head and turned around to clean up the reception room.
She lingered for another ten minutes, waiting for most of her colleagues to return to work. She walked out with her computer in her arms. When she passed the director's office, she was called in and received permission to leave work early.
Zhuo Weilan didn¡¯t want to stay behind, so he collected his things and went home.
She walked downstairs and was attracted by a familiar whistle. She froze on the spot and looked stupidly at Mo Shuang waving to her.
"Wei Lan~" Mo Shuang saw her not moving, got out of the car and trotted over, "I got off work early."
Hearing these gentle words, Zhuo Weilan finally felt that her aunt's roar that was lingering in her mind had dissipated. She breathed a sigh of relief and slightly curved her lips in response.
Her smile was not very pretty. Mo Shuang saw something was wrong and hooked her messy hair behind her ears, "What's wrong?"
A word of concern brought out the grievances Zhuo Weilan had suppressed in his heart.
"Oh" She stretched out her arms to hug Mo Shuang and couldn't help crying.
Mo Shuang hugged her tightly silently.
Zhuo Weilan unscrupulously wiped his tears on Mo Shuang and buried his face in his arms to prevent passers-by from seeing his embarrassment. She cried for a while, feeling that Mo Shuang's clothes were wet and uncomfortable, she sniffed and stood up straight, and asked in a muffled voice, "Are there any tissues?"
Mo Shuang smiled apologetically, "No."
Zhuo Weilan was depressed and wanted to look through his bag, but as soon as he lowered his head, his chin was picked, "Huh?"
Mo Shuang kissed away the tear that had just fallen from her, and her lips were stained with water, which made the smile at the corners of her lips look particularly attractive.
Zhuo Weilan looked at it, her mind became hot, and she knelt down and kissed her.
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