Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Mo Hanshuang didn't speak, Fu Han had no patience to wait for her to speak, and said in a deep voice: "If you don't want to talk, I won't ask, but you can't stay in the company anymore if you do something like this. For Grandpa Mo's sake, I will not hold you legally responsible, as long as you post an apology, then apologize to Su Wanyu and Yueyue."

"Impossible! I am not wrong, why should I apologize?" Mo Hanshuang turned around excitedly and walked in front of him, still standing, not daring to sit down.

A chill flashed across Fu Han's deep black eyes, "You spread false information and led public opinion to cause cyberbullying against them, and you still think that you are not at fault? What's wrong with you?"

"What I'm posting is all facts. The person Su Wanyu loves is not you, but Fu Yuan. What you do later is to take care of her for Fu Yuan. She just regards you as Fu Yuan's substitute!" Mo Hanshuang's mood began to fluctuate, and his voice gradually became louder.

Fu Han didn't have much emotion on his face, he looked at her coldly, and said, "That's also between us, it's not your turn to say right or wrong!"

Mo Hanshuang didn't realize that he was already angry, and continued immersed in his own emotions: "You didn't cause Fu Yuan's death, and you didn't cause her to be hit, but she and her family have been using This matter is a moral kidnapping for you, and the trumpet broke the news by herself, but she asked you to clean up the mess for her..."

Mentioning the past again, Fu Han's face darkened slightly, and bloody memory fragments flashed in his mind, accompanied by crying.

It was a sunny day, the sun was shining brightly, and the blood on the deck of the ship was scorching hot, and the smell of blood was stronger than ever, making people want to vomit.

Fu Han's fingers moved slightly, his knuckles were stiff, and it became difficult to bend them.

"Since you know that I promised Fu Yuan to take care of her, you should know that those things were all voluntary by me, and dare to bring up what happened back then. What is your purpose? Or did you take advantage of someone else?" Fu Han The voice was cold and without warmth.

Mo Hanshuang's heart trembled slightly, he didn't expect him to say that, tears pooled in his eyes, he shook his head and said: "I didn't take advantage of anyone, I did this for you! I don't want you to be pestered by her forever and bear the burden forever Live with the past."

Fu Han was a little surprised by this answer. He moved his eyelashes and looked up at her, "I want to suppress the news, but you add fuel to the flames. Is this for me? You also involved my wife."

Mo Hanshuang blinked, knelt down and grabbed the edge of the coffee table, afraid that he might misunderstand, and explained eagerly, "I really did it for you, and the purpose of my post was to get them both to leave you, Su Wanyu Damn it, Wen Qingyue is equally hateful, she is not loyal to you, she is ambiguous with other men, I told you before, but you don't believe me, I can only do this."

Fu Han's eyes trembled slightly, Mo Hanshuang's current state made him realize that she might like him.

It was something he had never thought of.

Mo Hanshuang's father and his parents died in a car accident at the same time. Grandpa and Grandpa Mo had a good relationship, so they brought Mo Hanshuang back to Fu's care.

Mo Hanshuang also grew up with him, Su Wanyu and Su Yan, so she knew about Fu Yuan's death and what happened in the past.Later, she went to university and basically didn't go back to live in Fu's family. After work, she also moved out to rent a house. The relationship between her and them became a little stranger. Later, she was transferred to his side as a secretary. He didn't think much about it. After all, she was serious about her work. Outstanding ability.

All this time, he hadn't noticed that she had any special feelings for him, and the relationship between them was just that of ordinary subordinates.

Therefore, after listening to her words, Fu Han vaguely realized her feelings, and frowned in trouble.

"What you said is all your own conjecture. I regard Wanyu as my younger sister, and I should take care of her. As for you saying that Yueyue is having an affair with others, it is even more unfounded."

"Also..." Fu Han moved his fingers slightly, looked at Mo Hanshuang with cold eyes, and his words were very rational and indifferent, "These are all my personal affairs, I will handle them myself, I don't need others to make decisions for me .”

Mo Hanshuang could hear the indifference in his words, and the word "other people" made her heart ache even more, "Beside...other people? I am just someone else in your heart?"

"It's getting late, I still have something to do, I said you go back and think about it, and leave tomorrow." Fu Han didn't want to continue talking nonsense with her, ignored her problem, got up, straightened his coat, and prepared to leave.

Mo Hanshuang squatted until his legs and feet were numb, and fell to the ground, looking at him in disbelief, "We grew up together, we have known each other for more than ten years, and we have worked together for several years, but I am just a bystander..."

"Fu Han, I like you. Everything you do is for you. How can you be ungrateful and say that I am nosy!"

She broke down completely emotionally, crying and yelling out the love that had been suppressed in her heart for many years.

Fu Han turned his back to her, picked up the mobile phone on the desk, paused slightly when he heard this, turned to look at her, and said solemnly: "It is indeed a very warm and lucky thing to be liked, I thank you for your appreciation of me, but this is not a reason for you to hurt others, and I have a loved one who is married, and it is impossible for you."

Mo Hanshuang was in tears, looked at him with blurred eyes, and smiled bitterly, "I know it's impossible, I never expected that you would like me as much as I like you, you are a beautiful existence, so perfect, you deserve this The most perfect woman in the world, that person will love you like I love you, but Su Wanyu and Wen Qingyue are not that person, you are confused by them, I just want to help you!"

Fu Han frowned, "That's just what you think, you can't represent me, let alone hurt the people around me."

After saying that, he walked to the door, opened the door, and said, "You are no longer suitable to stay in the company. This matter is over. I will ask someone to take over your account and post a clarification and apology, and you don't need to send them an apology." I apologize, and you don't want to hurt them in this way again, otherwise, next time, I won't let you off easily for Grandpa Mo's sake."

At this moment, all the employees on this floor have already left work, and there is only Ah Cheng at the door.

Fu Han didn't look back at Mo Hanshuang again, walked out of the office, and said to Ah Cheng: "You stay and deal with it, the company's documents are handed over, and there is also an account for breaking the news."

Ah Cheng nodded, "Yes."

Fu Han walked towards the elevator again, and at the same time dialed Su Wanyu's number, his expression somber.

After he got into the elevator, Ah Cheng looked into the office, looking at Mo Hanshuang who was sitting on the ground crying silently, feeling very complicated.

After working together for so long, he has a good impression of Mo Hanshuang, and he can be regarded as a colleague as well as a friend, but he never thought that she would do such a thing, let alone that she actually liked him.

"Secretary Mo..." Ah Cheng walked up to her, took out a piece of paper and handed it to her, unable to say anything else.

At this moment, saying anything seems superfluous and awkward.