President please let go

Chapter 33 Chapter 48 Different
The cold moonlight fell on the lonely figure through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Xi Ze sat on the ground, leaning against the bed, with complex emotions hidden in his dark eyes.

Raising his wine glass and slowly sipping the strong vodka, he slightly condensed his flying eyebrows.

It is not an exaggeration to use the word "worry" to describe his situation just now, God knows if he has lost his mind.

Looking at Mo Yang, whose clothes were half-retired, and facing her stagnant eyes, Xi Ze ran away in a hurry, not even having time to say a word.

Taking out the yellowed old photo from the drawer at the bedside, staring at the astonishingly beautiful woman with black eyes, Xi Ze smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Your daughter has a strange charm, which makes me confused." Proper... If there is no emotion, her eyes are as cold and biting as when you abandoned me, dim and indifferent..."

Looking back on the past, the faint wounds were like soft needles poking Xi Ze's heart.

Reminding him that the original cold heart still hurts.

Swallowing the scorching heat in the cup, and swallowing the pain of the past, all the sadness and grief turned into endless hatred and resentment...

Lavino Group Building

CEO's office

Qiu Jun put a stack of documents on the desk, and reported in detail: "All the procedures for the purchase of Lot No. [-] have been completed, and the board of directors has decided to start recruiting development and design proposals in the second half of the year. Now there are several options... "

Xi Ze suddenly raised his fingertips, interrupting Qiu Jun's words, and a low voice came out of his lips: "What is the name of the woman who bribed the school's senior management and framed Mo Yang for plagiarism?"

"Meng Yufan, the daughter of the Mengyu Consortium." Qiu Jun didn't understand why the topic suddenly changed to this point, but he still hurriedly responded.

"She... seems to be Shao An's fiancée." A thought jumped into his mind, Xi Ze lightly raised the line of his lips, drawing an elegant arc, "Arrange a time, I want to see her."

Hearing this, Qiu Jun suddenly realized, and his expression suddenly became serious. He risked being reprimanded, and calmly persuaded: "Second Young Master, it's about Miss Moyang, that's why you care so much. In my opinion, this concern is too much. A little bit."

Opening his eyes in displeasure, Xi Ze chuckled softly, "You have something to say, don't hold back."

Confusion surged in his heart, and Qiu Jun really couldn't vomit, "Emotional matters are always clear to the onlooker. Don't get into it too deeply, or you will be unable to extricate yourself, and you will make a big mistake."

"Can't extricate myself?" This kind of statement made Xi Ze feel quite funny, crossed his hands in front of his eyes, and forced Qiu Jun with sharp eyes, "Do you think I like Mo Yang?"

"It's not liking, it's infatuation." Qiu Jun boldly looked into Xi Ze's eyes, and whispered sincerely, "She is Er Shao's younger sister, not another woman. Besides, Er Shao has only hated her for so many years. I also wanted to... But now, everything seems to be out of direction."

Xi Ze stood up, and Wei'an's figure stood by the window, his cold lips parted slightly: "Yes, I hate her and resent her. I hate her for taking away my mother who should belong to me, and hate her for monopolizing what should belong to me. Maternal love... This original intention has not changed. I am very obsessed with her, but that is just a sensual attraction, which does not mean anything. If it is an obsession, there will be a day when I will be sober."

"Second Young Master..." Qiu Jun couldn't understand Xi Ze's erratic mood, couldn't guess his deep and unpredictable thoughts, "Isn't this contradictory?"

A cold and stern light appeared in his eyes, and Xi Ze turned around suddenly, with an evil smile hanging on the corner of his lips, "There is no word for emotion in my dictionary, so I will not be mistaken by it. I will be on Mo Yang Use your mind, because she is of great use."

Shaking his head in puzzlement, Qiu Jun was even more confused, "What use can Miss Mo Yang be?"

"You are still too immature, you need to practice." Xi Ze strode up to Qiu Jun's side, patted his shoulder with a big palm, and said viciously, "I have no feelings for her, but my father is stupid Deep in. One day, when he falls from the cloud into the abyss, how can it be possible just to take away his power and wealth?"

Seeing Xize's ghostly expression in a daze, Qiu Jun suddenly stiffened his back and nodded slightly numbly.

Luoyunju

Today is the weekend, and Mo Yang is going to drive to the Book City in the city center to purchase some books for study.

Just as the bodyguard opened the door for her, Xi Ze's exclusive limousine had already driven to the entrance of the middle building.

Xi Ze, who was in a suit and style, stepped out of the car, looking more capable and handsome under the sunlight.

"Follow me somewhere." He stretched out his hand to Mo Yang, and a gentle smile unexpectedly appeared on his stern and unruly face.

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Yang wanted to refuse, but the moment she looked into his deep eyes, she finally smiled and held out her hand.

The two sat side by side in the back of the car. The moment the door closed, a soft voice came, "Where are you going?"

"You only asked when you got into the thief's car, are you late?" Xi Ze turned his head, staring at Mo Yang seriously with his deep eyes.

"I trust you." Mo Yang raised her soft palm and placed it on the back of Xi Ze's cold hand, her elegant smile was full of refreshing warmth.

Xi Ze's black eyes widened in a daze, only to feel his heart move.

The big palm turned over slowly, firmly clenched Mo Yang's plain hand, and showed a charming smile, "I am a dangerous man, are you not afraid? Or are you going to bring out that fast food transaction theory again?"

Mo Yang took a deep breath, a firm light flashed in her grey-green beautiful eyes, and said in a strong tone: "I will not force you to accept my opinion. How you treat other women has nothing to do with me. But between us The way we get along must change!"

A playful look flashed across the bottom of his eyes, and Xi Ze always felt that Mo Yang was soft and strong, not as fragile as he appeared on the outside.

However, Xi Ze appreciates the arrogance in her bones, and the depths of his black eyes are a little more pampered. He jokingly asked, "Is this an order?"

"It's an order as well as a request." Mo Yang smiled confidently.

"Why should I agree to you?" Xize leaned to the left, narrowing the distance between the two of them, and the tip of the proud nose touched Mo Yang's forehead by only a few millimeters.

Mo Yang raised her head, her beautiful face was calm and unwavering, and she asserted quite firmly: "From the moment you left my bed that day, I knew you would agree. Because you have already made a choice. In my heart, I am different from other women."

The sharp words understood his thoughts, Xi Ze narrowed his black eyes in shock, and clenched Mo Yang's prime fingers even more tightly.

Suddenly, Qiu Jun, who was sitting in the front row, reminded, "Second Young Master, there is a car following sneakily."

Glancing at the car from the corner of the eye, Xi Ze suddenly became interested. He stretched his long arms under the seat and quickly pulled out a black and shiny AK47 pistol. "Thankfully, she has the guts to turn at the intersection ahead."

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