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019 In an ambiguous and eager atmosphere, restraint(2/2)

She didn't want to go back to her rented house next door because the smell of the air was too lonely and dull, unfamiliar and difficult to deal with. Even like Mo Huaiyuan, she had the heart to decorate the house generously and beautifully, and had such a large and comfortable sofa and a super large LCD screen wall-mounted TV. The feeling should be the same.

Because there was no Mo Huaiyuan there, there was no such feeling of being doting on the bone, because now she knew that no matter which side of Mo Huaiyuan - gentle, calm, cold, severe, entangled and painful - no matter how Mo Huaiyuan was, his indulgence on her would not change.

Therefore, she was at ease and unrestrained in this small nest.

The little hand slowly, involuntarily, reached into his hair, gently rubbing and scratching the background sound of the parent-child program.

As you can see, Mo Huaiyuan's face changed slightly.

But, still not moving.

"Your hair is so hard." Inexplicably, as if she knew he wouldn't fall asleep like this, she spoke softly.

, , , , , , , touched the wound that was covered by his hair near his forehead.

When I was young, I remembered that I had a wound that seemed to be seven or eight stitches.

When I stroked it for the third time, a big palm finally came over and grabbed her slender and weak wrist.

"It's very late," he slowly opened his eyes and finished his words, "San Ran, go to bed."

The show has come to an end, and the ending songs have started.

She nodded, and her little face was a little burning in the darkness, and she pulled back her little hand.

I really like the thick and soft pillow. She wanted to carry it to the room to sleep. When she walked out of the living room, she tripped on the carpet and made a dull "bump" sound in the dark.

Mo Huaiyuan stood up, frowned, and looked in her direction.

Fortunately, the floor is wood, not marble, so it didn't hurt too much.

"Be careful." He endured that he didn't go over and only uttered these two words lightly.

"Well," the little woman got up, and didn't scream in pain. She just turned around and said inexplicably, "Didn't I tell you? The bidding for the water conservancy project will be completed in a few days, and how many days of field inspection will be? I'm going, and I'm going to say that you will also send a leader to come and take a walk with me."

After thinking about it, I added: "What is not hard this time is an investigation."

"You didn't send an email, and you didn't say it at the meeting?" Mo Huaiyuan remembered that in the matters he had dealt with throughout the day, he rarely saw the reports she submitted.

"Well," she scratched her hair, "You guys, I missed the field test several times, and I don't really want to send the email."

Mo Huaiyuan paused with his breath and said after a moment, "Okay. I will say, if there is a certain person on it, I will tell you."

"good."

When she walked to the bedroom door, An Ran suddenly remembered something, but she didn't know if it was the time to ask about it.

The tall and tall figure stood up with a pale face, poured water, felt that she had not entered yet, looked up at her and asked, "What?"

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She breathed a few times, and she mustered up the courage to say, "You said before that if I came to accompany you to move, I would tell me, at that time, how did you advise my dad to give you the quota for you to go to E Country?"

Pour the water into the cup and reveals a cool and cold smell.

Many years have passed since things happened.

Mo Huaiyuan was unwilling to mention it.

At that time, An Zhanyu was doing business and would not deviate from the principle just because Mo Huaiyuan said something that she was worried about accompanying her. I don’t know if it was Mo Huaiyuan’s illusion or what. At that time, I felt that An Zhanyu didn’t want Mo Huaiyuan to get too close to An Ran. The definition of being too close was very wide.

He always felt at ease to hand over his daughter to Mo Huaiyuan for protection, because it would definitely be foolproof, but every time he saw them being too close or even out of order, An Zhanyu's expression would be a little awkward and dazed.

In short, he tried his best to let An Ran avoid Hosran at that time. She was angry and lost her temper, but she could not resist at all. Mo Huaiyuan hadn't asked him for many years, but only that one.

Put down the poured water cup, the tall figure walked over and slowly walked in front of her.

Anran breathed tightly and raised her watery eyes to look at him.

The drooping eyebrows and eyes shone a little light in the darkness. In such a confused but forced atmosphere, I stared at her and whispered: "My condition was to accompany you to E Country, whatever your identity and qualifications, and whatever you want to do."

"He has no conditions for me because he simply disagrees."

"I told him at that time that no matter how long you have been to E Country, how fierce the conflict between you and him is, one day, I will take you back to China without any harm. And every year between this, I will tell him when you will be there when I will be."

He knew that An Zhanyu wanted these things, and An Ran needed them even more. On that day of the year, the family of three could be gathered together, separated by life and death and distance.

This opportunity is difficult.

An Ran held the pillow in her arms with a pale face, trembling slightly.

Mo Huaiyuan knows that children and their parents have no permanent hatred. So over the years, he has not only cared about her well-being? He even cared about the most vulnerable hatred and conflicts in her heart.

"Get it?"

Did she know the answer she wanted to know?

*******

All morning, Qu Weilan was reconciling accounts in Mo Huaiyuan's office.

The accounting problems began to be confused since a long time ago and did not match. Behind the apparent perfection is a large area of ​​deficits. Most of the projects that have been suspended, the projects that have been suspended, and the large amount of funds for each time have been implemented so shocking.

"What should I do about these? If I do these things as soon as I start, many people will probably hate me, but if I don't do them, then what will I do for so many days of reconciliation?" Qu Weilan smiled bitterly, what should I do if I can't figure it out.

Mo Huaiyuan closed the report she handed over.

"The old accounts are invisible. There are always ten thousand places to go. No matter how you check, you will not find the results you want. There is no way." He said lightly, calm and determined.

Qu Weilan's face turned pale, she took a breath and looked at him.

"Just pay attention to people in your future account. You don't have to do anything else, useless work, and it will also make you angry. There is no real official innocence anywhere, you know this." Needless to say, who she is, she will not completely forget her background and know her since childhood because of the influence of higher education abroad for several years.

His face changed, Qu Weilan closed the document and said softly: "You are right, but I didn't expect it to be so serious."

My eyes are so soft.

"I ordered a small stir-fry at an outside restaurant at noon. It's almost time to think about it. If you don't have any other arrangements, then... together?" Qu Weilan said this carefully enough, and she lost her work attitude. Her way of expressing her love was very humble and careful.

Mo Huaiyuan, who was trapped in work, had a cold and harsh look, which indeed gave people the impression that he was hard to approach and dared not speak.

The fire on Qu Weilan's face was burning so hard that he hadn't responded for a long time, and she felt so uneasy.

"I'm sorry, maybe I'm taking my own initiative again, or even if I can..." A bright smile appeared on her pale face. She packed up the documents, and did not intend to make things difficult for her or embarrass herself.

"sorry."

Behind him, a sudden sound came.

Qu Weilan was stunned, turned around, and looked at him nervously for reasons - is this the meaning of rejection?

Mo Huaiyuan leaned on the swivel chair, his face gloomy, but
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