Your Miss Su is blackened

Thinking of these, the hatred and unwillingness in Shi Zheng's heart became more intense and vivid.

While closing her eyes, the woman pulled her lips ironically.

She went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine, and went upstairs into the bedroom.

Shizheng sat down on the rocking chair where he used to enjoy the sunset five years ago, poured himself half a glass of red wine, swirled the goblet, took a sip, and put it down.

Then--

The woman picked up the phone and began to think about the Weibo that the editor was going to post at ten o'clock.

……

Kyushu International.

When Fu Moxing had just signed a document sent by Lin Zhan, someone knocked on the office door.

While handing the document to Lin Zhan, he raised his eyes and looked over——

Su Ling'er rushed in aggressively, followed by the secretary of the president's office. When she saw Fu Moxing, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry, President Fu, I really can't stop her."

Fu Moxing didn't speak.

When Lin Zhan was receiving the documents, he took a look at Mr. Fu's expression and found that he didn't intend to speak.

So in the shortest possible time, he figured out what the president was thinking, and based on his understanding of him, he finally bowed to the secretary and motioned her to go out.

The secretary retreated tremblingly.

Lin Zhan also left silently.

When there were only two people left in the office, Su Ling'er approached Fu Moxing.

Before she could speak, the man's indifferent voice sounded: "Ling'er, Kyushu International is not a place where you can come in and out casually."

"I know I know……"

Su Ling'er was frightened, and said two "I know" in a row, the second tone was obviously more gentle.

Then, she looked at him and said mockingly: "You are so close to Shizheng now, and you treat her so well, you definitely don't want to see me anymore. The treatment I enjoyed with you in the past doesn't belong to me anymore. I, or rather, did not belong to me when my sister died five years ago."

Fu Moxing didn't feel pity for her self-deprecating.

His attitude was cold and distant: "Since you know, why are you here?"

Su Ling'er pursed her lips, looking at the man in front of her who made her crazily fond of him, and now he had an attitude of rejection towards her, and felt a little emotional for a while.

I wish none of that happened five years ago.

How much I like that there is no Shizheng, and there is no Su Wan.

However, it is impossible.

What has happened, there is no other way but to accept it.

Su Ling'er thought, feeling extremely sad.

She looked at Fu Moxing in front of her, and she still didn't dare to walk a few steps closer to Fu Moxing unconsciously, wanting to get closer to him, and getting closer to him while she still had the chance.

However, just as she was standing beside the man, he got up from the office chair.

Fu Mo walked to the sofa and sat down.

Su Ling'er felt as if a needle had been shot into her heart, and the sharp pain made her breathless.

At the same time, let her see the reality clearly.

The woman looked at his indifferent look, and said bitterly: "Brother Mo Xing, do you still remember that when Zheng Weiya was injured and continued blood transfusion, you promised me one thing."

Hearing this, the man frowned: "What do you want?"

"Shizheng is going to deal with me, I beg you to help me." She said impatiently, because time was already tight.

Fu Moxing's cold eyes swept across her face: "Ling'er, you are too overconfident."

There is no word "no" in this sentence.

But what was revealed was all rejected.