After the all-powerful secretary resigned, the aloof CEO fainted from tears

At the same time, Duan Biqian had already gotten into Shen Zhisun's car and was about to go home.

The two of them were sitting in the back seat. Shen Zhixun looked out the window expressionlessly and had no intention of paying attention to Duan Biqian.

The atmosphere was awkward, so Duan Biqian found a topic.

"I just saw Mo Ran leaving in Dongfang Shu's car. It seems that Mo Ran is very satisfied with the person I introduced to her." Duan Biqian got close to Shen Zhixun and put her arm on his arm affectionately, "Zhixun, if Mo Ran really follows If Dongfang Shu is together, can we give them a gift together?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Zhixun's beautiful brows suddenly knitted together.

I didn't see Mo Ran when I left, so I thought she was still busy, but it turned out that she left with a man.

That Oriental book, isn’t it handsome?Damn it, how handsome is he?

"Get off the car." Duan Biqian was still racking her brains to think of what gift to give to Mo Ran, when Shen Zhixun's cold voice rang in her ears.

She suspected that she had heard wrongly and whispered, "Zhixun, what did you say?"

"I told you to get off the car." Shen Zhixun's eyes narrowed slightly, "Let your driver take you back. I have something else to do."

"Zhixun, it's so late, what do you want?"

Duan Biqian was so angry. Even though she liked Shen Zhixun, today was their engagement day. They had agreed to send her home, but they had to abandon her. It was impossible not to be angry.

"You shouldn't be looking for Mo Ran, right?"

Duan Biqian reacted. After he said those words, he asked him to get out of the car. What else could he do if he wasn't looking for Mo Ran?

"Shen Zhixun, you are going too far! On the day of our engagement, you left me to find your secretary, and you——"

"If you say one more word, the headline tomorrow will be that the Shen family and the Duan family have broken off their engagement." Shen Zhixun's eyes flashed, "I'll say it again, get out of the car."

Duan Biqian got out of the car and watched helplessly as Shen Zhixun's car drove away. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained out, and he suddenly collapsed on the roadside.

Under the dim street light, Duan Biqian's tears fell down.

When had she, the rich young lady, ever suffered such injustice?

And these grievances are all because of Mo Ran!

After being sent home by the driver, Duan Biqian took a bottle of red wine and sat on the balcony and drank heavily.

"Sister, are you back so early? Didn't you celebrate privately with your brother-in-law?"

The door was pushed open, and Duan Xinghe with dyed brown hair walked in.

Duan Biqian did not respond, lowered her head and continued to drink, finishing the red wine in the glass in a few sips.

"sister?"

Realizing something was wrong, Duan Xinghe bent down and stared into her eyes, "Are you crying? Who bullied you? It's Shen Zhixun!"

"Brother, am I bad?"

Duan Biqian raised his eyes, his moist eyes shimmering in the dark night. "Why, why would he rather like a secretary than me?"

"Shen Zhixun likes his secretary? Then why are we engaged to you?" Duan Xinghe's temper got worse and he cursed loudly, "Fuck! How dare he play with my sister's feelings! Let me kill him!"

Putting down his cruel words, Duan Xinghe started to go out, but Duan Biqian held him back.

"Brother, don't be impulsive! If you dare to hurt him, I won't forgive you."

Duan Xinghe was a spoiled child of the Duan family. He had a bad temper, was impulsive, and committed many crimes.If the Duan family hadn't been rich, he would have been in jail long ago.

Of course, outsiders naturally don’t know these things.

Duan Biqian knew his brother very well, he could do murder!

It's just that Shen Zhixun is not an ordinary person. She is the man she likes. Even if he doesn't like her, she will never allow others to touch him!

"Okay, then I won't touch him!" Duan Xinghe tugged at the corners of his lips, revealing a dark smile.

Since you can't touch Shen Zhixun, there's nothing wrong with touching Shen Zhixun's secretary!

"Buzz-"

The phone vibrated, and Duan Xinghe glanced down.

"Young Master Duan, we have some good stuff tonight, come to Feise."

In addition to the text message, there is also a photo.

Duan Xinghe took a closer look, wasn't this woman Shen Zhisun's secretary?

"right away."

After replying to the text message, Duan Xinghe put away his phone, "Sister, I still have something to do. I'll go out first. I'll go home tomorrow and spend time with you."

"Ah."

Duan Biqian just wanted to be alone and waved Duan Xinghe to leave.

The crimson noise started at twelve o'clock. The men and women on the dance floor twisted their bodies indulgently, the guests in the booths chatted attentively, and Mo Ran and Dongfang Shu sat at the bar and chatted.

"Are you hungry? Try the snacks here. They taste good."

Dongfang Shu ordered a glass of wine for himself, and thoughtfully ordered a glass of juice and a snack for Mo Ran.

I thought that Mo Ran had never been to Feise, and even if he had been, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to eat the food here. Dongfang Shu behaved like a very gentleman.

"Thank you."

Mo Ran had no intention of eating for a long time. He just picked it up and took a bite and didn't move again.

She came with him tonight because she wanted to start over.

But within just ten minutes, she had already started to get bored.

No matter how handsome or gentleman the man in front of him was, Mo Ran was not moved at all.

With Shen Zhixun's shadow filling his mind, Mo Ran felt for the first time that he was going crazy.

She frowned and asked the bartender, "Give me a drink, one that suits my mood at the moment."

"Don't you want to drink?"

Dongfang Shu was overjoyed and actually asked for a drink. It seemed that everything would go smoothly tonight.

"If you think about it carefully, coming to the bar with you but not drinking would be a bit too unpleasant."

Mo Ran raised his glass and forced a smile on his lips.

Du Kang is the only one who can relieve her worries. Drinking wine should make her feel better.

"If you want to drink, I'll accompany you." That's what she said. Dongfang Shu wished for it and winked at the bartender.

How could the bartender not understand what Dongfang Shu was thinking, so he gave her a drink with a high alcohol content.

Drinking was a common thing when she was with Shen Zhixun. She had even had a thousand drinks without getting drunk, but this glass of wine still made her throat feel spicy and uncomfortable.

Dongfang Shu has been looking for a topic, but Mo Ran has no thoughts and just wants to leave immediately after drinking.

Seeing that Mo Ran had drunk three or four glasses, he was not drunk at all.

Dongfang Shu started to get anxious. Duan Xinghe loved to play. If he hadn't finished Mo Ran yet by waiting for him to come, he might not be able to explain it easily.

His fingers reached into his pocket and he found a pill. Dongfang Shu wanted to find an opportunity to take the medicine.

The music on the dance floor was blaring, and Mo Ran was already in a messy mood, and now it was even more messy.

I took out my phone to check what time it was, but suddenly I received a text message.

"Mo Ran, do you know what color pajamas Zhixun likes?"

Mo Ran frowned, it was a text message from Duan Biqian.

What does this text message mean?Did she want to say that Shen Zhixun planned to touch her tonight?

Did you send her the text message on purpose?Come to demonstrate?

Mo Ran pursed her red lips tightly and looked at the text message without moving for a long time.

She really never thought that Shen Zhixun's ability to accept things was so fast.

It's only been a few days, and the engagement is already underway. Are you even ready for bed?

Seeing that she was absent-minded, Dongfang Shu quickly threw the pill into her cup and handed it to her personally, "I see you are in a bad mood. Have another drink and I will take you home."

Mo Ran unconsciously took the glass of wine and drank it down without hesitation.

After drinking, she replied to Duan Biqian.

"I'm sorry, Miss Duan, but I don't know all of Mr. Shen's preferences. Regarding the color of pajamas, you can ask him personally."

After replying, Mo Ran stuffed her phone into her bag. She just wanted to go home now.

"I've drank too much. Mr. Dongfang, please send me back."

After walking a few steps, Mo Ran's head began to feel dizzy, Mo Ran's body swayed, and he fell backward.

Dongfang Shu quickly stepped forward and hugged her, "You don't seem to be feeling well. I'll help you go to the box to rest for a while."