What makes you think I will always like you?

In early July, the sun was scorching, and it was about to reach its hottest time. The heat wave was rolling on the streets, and there were far fewer pedestrians than usual.

Chen Lu was sitting in the office, studying the perfection of the new version. It was about to come to a critical moment to verify how much money this game could make. Everyone in the studio did not dare to neglect.

Suddenly the door was knocked twice.

"Come in." Chen Lu said softly.

Lin Miaomiao closed the door softly and sat down in front of Chen Lu with a dead look on his face.

"What's the matter?" he asked curiously. The art team's work has almost been completed, so it stands to reason that there should be no problems.

Lin Miaomiao cleared her throat and asked in a low voice: "That's it... I have a friend who transferred 500 yuan to Qin Shihuang, and then it was deleted. Can I get the money back?"

Chen Lu showed a disgusted expression as if he had just eaten lemons, "What crazy talk are you talking about? Qin Shihuang died thousands of years ago."

"Oh, yes, that's not Qin Shihuang, that's a liar!" Lin Miaomiao quickly changed her explanation, "So...am I not going to get my friend's money back?"

"It's not enough to file a case, so give up."

Seeing Lin Miaomiao sigh deeply for her friend, he added, "There is another way."

"What can I do?" Lin Miaomiao looked at him with bright eyes.

Chen Lu smiled evilly and said, "You can transfer another two thousand five hundred yuan to the scammer. If you collect enough 3000 yuan, you can open the case."

Lin Miaomiao saw that Chen Lu was joking and slumped in his chair.

One 648 is gone.

"You, no, how did your friend get deceived?"

"He said he was the reincarnation of Qin Shihuang, and he made it look like it was true." Lin Miaomiao looked at the ceiling blankly, "I didn't believe it at first, but then he asked me if I believed in him or in love... "

Chen Lu put his index finger in front of his lips, shushed slightly, and then said seriously: "Actually, I am Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, really."

"Go away! Can't I believe in love from now on?"

"Actually, strictly speaking, if you believe in love, you will be deceived more. Scumbags will not only defraud you of your money, but also of your body. At least Qin Shihuang only defrauded you of 500 yuan."

When he said this, Chen Lu had completely lost the strength to laugh. He lay on the table holding his stomach, his head felt dizzy and he almost couldn't breathe.

Seeing Lin Miaomiao angrily slamming the door out, Chen Lu almost laughed until his stomach hurt again, and quickly raised his head to calm down.

"If you dare to show off to your boss, I'll deduct your salary if you don't find an opportunity."

As soon as he said this, Chen Lu's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller - Uncle Mo.

"Hey, Uncle Mo." Chen Lu said softly, and then waited quietly for the other party to speak.

Mo Wenbin chuckled twice, "Xiaolu started his own company and didn't you tell me? I really watched you grow so big in vain."

"I'm just joking, there are less than twenty people in the whole company."

"It doesn't matter, look at who didn't grow up to be big. When you develop further, I will take you to a few dinner parties, which will help your company's future operations."

"You are really my uncle." Chen Lu said with a smile. He knew that the other party was not talking politely. Mo Wenbin had always been very kind to him.

But it was up to him whether he should go or not. He didn't really want to use Mo Wenbin's connections to develop himself.

And it won’t be used for the time being.

After chatting for a while, Mo Wenbin suddenly asked: "What kind of conflict did you and Yuqing have? Is it convenient to tell my uncle?"

Chen Lu paused, "I've always wanted to tell you this in person, just because I was afraid you wouldn't have time to see me."

"We need to meet..." Mo Wenbin said thoughtfully, "Do you have time now? I'll ask the driver to pick you up. I'll call your dad in the evening and the three of us will have dinner together. "

Chen Lu read the report summarized by Peng Leyun for a while, and just as he was about to speak, Mo Wenbin's capable voice came out of the receiver: "I'll tell you later, I have an impromptu meeting here."

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work first. You old man wants to have dinner with me. I definitely have to find time to come if I don't have time. Just call me when you are not busy at night."

Chen Lu waited silently for the other party to hang up the phone. After hearing the beep, he put the phone flat on the table.

His index finger kept tapping on the table with a thoughtful look on his face.

Something feels wrong. What does Uncle Mo want to say?

......

When Mo Wenbin saw the long-haired girl who had just pushed the door open, he hung up the phone quickly, with a look of embarrassment.

This expression almost never appears on his face, perhaps because he is also a father among other roles.

Mo Yuqing bit her lip lightly and asked in a low voice, "Why are you calling him?"

"I just want to ask Xiaolu."

Mo Wenbin was a little helpless, "You never told me why you suddenly wanted to go abroad, so I had to ask Xiaolu."

If you really want to find out, you can definitely find out, but it will take time. By then, your daughter will be gone, and there will be no point in knowing the truth.

"Yeah." Mo Yuqing hummed softly and sat on the sofa on the side, hugging her knees tightly with her arms.

After a while, she finally weakly whispered: "I like him."

Mo Wenbin was stunned for a moment. Maybe it was because he hadn't communicated with his daughter for a long time. He kept losing his temper again and again in the past half day.

He almost choked when someone reported that someone outside said she was his daughter.

Then she heard Mo Yuqing suddenly say that she was leaving soon, and she almost couldn't sit still.

He has not remarried in these years. He only has one daughter, Mo Yuqing, so naturally he has feelings for her.

Even though Mo Yuqing always misunderstood that he was the one who initiated the divorce, she still refused to see him.

"You like trails? Isn't that a good thing?!" Mo Wenbin walked up to her and said with a smile, "You two grew up together, and your Uncle Chen and I have been playing together since we were wearing crotchless pants. "

"I have watched this kid Xiaolu grow up. He is far more capable than the average person of his age, and he must be very dedicated. I don't know how many people will envy you two for your love experience."

As he spoke, the smile on his face suddenly solidified, and then gradually faded away.

Because there seems to be something wrong with my daughter's expression.

"He has a girlfriend." Mo Yuqing pressed her chin on her arms, and after a while she buried her face deeply in it.

After realizing that the matter was not as simple as a tantrum between children, Mo Wenbin became more serious and his demeanor returned to his usual composure.

When Mo Yuqing was in elementary school, she complained bitterly that Chen Lu was playing with other girls.

But this time is different. The situation is too different. After all, they have all grown up...

"It shouldn't be." Mo Wenbin frowned slightly, feeling strange no matter what he thought, "I think Xiaolu has always liked you."

Mo Yuqing raised her head again, with two lines of clear tears left on her delicate cheeks.

"But I once made him wait for me in a restaurant for three hours."

"But I always ignored him, and I never comforted him no matter how lonely he looked..."

"Later on, I didn't bother to reply when he sent messages. I only chatted with him when I wanted to find him..."

"He has always been such a vengeful person. He was the only one who never said anything back when I was mean to him."

Her tears flowed more and more, and as soon as she let go of her biting lips, she shouted: "I let him chase me for seven years in vain! I tortured him to the point where he had no confidence at all and couldn't even lift his head!" "

How could he still like me?

As if she was venting her dissatisfaction with herself, her voice became unusually loud, close to a roar, but so weak.

Then Mo Yuqing whispered again:

“He has been by my side for so long since I was little, and I’m really used to it.

Once I got used to him being nice to me, I started to demand more from him.

I have always felt that maintaining the status quo is good, but I have never dared to take that step.

I was just thinking that since Chen Lu and he are already by my side now, why bother taking new risks together.

So as not to end up like you..."

She stopped talking mid-sentence.

It makes no sense, they are all excuses.

Mo Wenbin wanted to reach out and touch his daughter's head, but he stretched it halfway and then hung it in mid-air. He quietly took it back and simply sat next to Mo Yuqing instead of sitting too close.

"Can I hug you?" Mo Yuqing asked in a low voice with a trembling voice as she cried.