So how can she play the role of a lover?

Song immediately cried in July and said, "What does that mean, Zhengyan, he wants to break up with me?"

Secretary Qian is also frank. "Miss Song is really smart, you can understand it at a glance."

"How is this possible?" Song July seemed to be hit hard. She was in a panic. "We were fine yesterday!" Why break up with me today? I don't believe Zhengyan would be so desperate! I want to see him!"

In July, Song took out his cell phone and dialed Mr. Mo's number, but the bell rang from Qian's cell phone.

Secretary Qian hung up and said indifferently, "Mo is always busy recently, so it's not convenient to see you. But don't always say anything, you can look for me."

"Look for you? What can I ask you to solve? I want to talk to Zhengyan! That's impossible!"

Secretary Qian seems to have long been accustomed to her hysterical behavior.

Secretary Qian only said when he left, "Miss Song, breakfast is ready, you can use breakfast before leaving."

In July, Song Dynasty, with his eyes narrowed, couldn't help exclaiming and admiring.

Hey, Mr. Mo does have a set. How can the Secretary be so dedicated and versatile?

...

In July, Song thought that as a qualified underground lover, it would be too disgraceful for the gold owner to compromise when he said goodbye and not to play the trick of crying, making two noises and hanging three times.

So, after leaving the hotel in July, Song killed Mohs immediately. The taxi stopped at a commercial building. The towering building was Mohs'headquarters.

In July, Song wore a white suit and stepped on eight centimeters of stilettos. She swayed and walked in with a cat.

She was seen by sporadic people in the hall, but it was necessary to look at her more.

Song smiled at others in July, and she dialed a phone. "Secretary Qian, when I get to Mohs, I want to see Zhengyan. You tell him that if I don't see him, I'll wait for him here until he comes!"

thought he would be persuaded to withdraw, but Qian said, "Don't always ask you to come up."

In July, Song was led upstairs by the front desk Commissioner and went straight up to the top floor.

Secretary Qian answered at the elevator entrance. "Miss Song, you come with me."

Pushing open the giant heavy-lacquered solid wood door, the breathtaking cold air, Mr. Mo sits in a suit in a large chair in the spacious and bright office.

At this moment, his mature and profound facial features are still graceful and luxurious, while the sense of coldness and distance, but in an instant.

That's born high. He's the ruler of the Moore Empire!

Mo Zhengyan was just an eye, and Qian's interest withdrew.

In July, Song rushed past. She came to him and sat on his lap as soon as she turned around. "Zhengyan!" Are you kidding me?

He spoke in a warm voice, with a sudden remark, "Time is up."

In July, Song hugged his neck and sat in his arms.'Don't be so cruel, it's going to break up? You must be kidding me!"

He said no more. In July, Song raised his head from his chest. A pair of upper eyes, with no emotion in those dark eyes, were cold and clear. In July, Song suddenly got angry and jumped out of him. She drank angrily, "Don't make a fuss! I've been with you for three months. You say you'll dump it? What do you think of me? It was the first time I was with you! I'm all for you! Why are you doing this to me? Are you worthy of me?'

"Mo Zhengyan! You cold-blooded animal! You played with me!" She roared, and did not stop in her hands. Then she picked up an object and smashed it to the ground.

bang!

Suddenly, the office was full of all kinds of noise!

Until she was tired of smashing, there was nothing to smash her, leaving only a room of debris in a mess.

Mo Zhengyan just sat there, he said lightly, "You know, I don't like pestering women."

He was so indifferent and ruthless, and Song was glad that she was still rational, but somehow, she still had a stab in her heart.

That's a warning: there's nothing but sadness in falling in love with this man.