Goddess please don't flirt

Zhuang Jie is a considerate person. She asked Shen Siwei where her school was in advance. The place to eat was a member-only private restaurant, and the dishes were all suitable for all ages. Shen Siwei had to make up lessons in the afternoon, and had eaten at the restaurant Jie's driver took her back to school first, and only He Moqian and Zhuang Jie were left chatting in the box.

The waiter collected the dishes and set tea sets for the two of them. A pot of hot tea was slowly warmed on the small charcoal stove. Mo Qianman said, "The newly picked Longjing tea hasn't been released yet, so I'll take off my friend and come over to try it out."

He Moqian picked up the delicate teacup and took a sip, the taste was fragrant, and the aftertaste was sweet, it was indeed a good tea, "This tea should be tasted slowly at a leisurely and comfortable time, it would be a waste to drink it as an after-dinner drink. "

"How can there be so much attention, the spring rain outside the house, and the company of old friends in the house, isn't it a good time to relax and relax?" Zhuang Jie poured a glass herself and said with emotion, "During the ten years you were away, I couldn't even I can’t find any tea friends who can drink tea together.”

For a moment, He Moqian had the illusion that he and Zhuang Jie were very close in the past. In fact, the only topic they could chat with was tea.

He Moqian's father is a primary school teacher. Their family is not rich, but his father is an intellectual with some sentiments. He Moqian and her brother were influenced by their father when they were young, and they were contaminated with music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea.

The other six kinds of He Moqian are not good at all, except for good tea, which just so happens that Zhuang Jie also loves tea. The two of them have some money in their pockets after work, and often collect some rare tea leaves to share with each other. Ten years have passed, it is hard for Zhuang Jie to remember .

It was indeed a time of leisure and comfort, He Moqian relaxed, and lightly teased: "Mr. Zhuang was joking, with your current wealth and status, are you afraid that you won't find anyone who is willing to drink tea with you?"

Zhuang Jie put down the teacup with a sigh, "Mo Qian, these ten years... I'm sorry."

He Moqian looked up at her, "What did you do to be sorry to me? You still want to show me the good tea you treasured to apologize to me?"

"You were clearly wronged for that incident ten years ago, but I can't help you."

He Moqian chuckled, "I don't know what big shots are involved behind this matter, even Yuan Ying has been tricked into it, how can small characters like us control it."

She filled herself with tea, "Forget it, it's all over, I won't pursue it anymore, what are you talking about it for?"

"But, don't you hate it? The person who made you take the blame."

"I don't even know who it is, so how can I hate it?" He Moqian laughed at himself, "Besides, I can't afford to offend such a person, as long as he can let me go, forget it, I have Weiwei now." , had a good time."

"What about Yuan Ying?" Zhuang Jie asked.

He Moqian paused, "It's easy to mention what she is doing."

"Mo Qian, let me tell you the truth, the friend who started the company with me is Yuan Ying."

He Moqian had already guessed it a long time ago, and was not surprised. He nodded calmly, "It's pretty good."

"In the past, my father was the housekeeper of the Yuan family. He passed away very early. It was Yuan Ying's father who adopted me. If there was no master, there would be no Zhuang Jie now.

"In the year when the Yuan family's accident happened, there were uncles in the family arguing about the division of the family, and other companies outside were watching. ...During that time, I was worried that she would not be able to hold on..."

He Moqian was unmoved, "What do you want to say?"

"Mo Qian, Yuan Ying is at fault for this matter. In the final analysis, it is the person behind the scenes who is at fault. It would be too unfair for her to place all the blame on her."

Zhuang Jie only thought that her relationship with Yuan Ying was still there, but she lacked a mediator in the middle, but He Moqian's attitude made it clear that she didn't want to have anything to do with Yuan Ying at all. It seemed that Yuan Ying wanted to put He Moqian It's hard to get it back.

He Moqian knew that Zhuang Jie was here to be a lobbyist, so he drank tea silently. She didn't want to continue the topic, so Zhuang Jie had to change the subject quietly, and after chatting for a few words, Zhuang Jie couldn't help but asked again, "Mo Qian, do you know that Yuan Ying and I are investigating the truth ten years ago?"

"I know." He Moqian nodded. It doesn't matter to her whether the truth is true or not, especially after she has Weiwei, she doesn't want to get involved in this muddy water. You can't face your own conscience.

Zhuang Jie's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously grabbed He Moqian's wrist and asked eagerly: "Then who was the murderer back then? Mo Qian, did you really not even see any trace of the murderer?"

He Moqian was baffled by her sudden excitement, and Zhuang Jie also realized that she had lost her composure, so she let go of her hand, apologetic in her eyes, "Sorry, I lost my composure."

He Moqian shook his head and said it was okay, squinted his cigarette and looked out the window for a few minutes to recall, just when Zhuang Jie thought she would not speak, she said: "It's not like I didn't see it at all."

Zhuang Jie's action of pouring tea seemed to be paused, "Did you see that?"

"It's just a blurry figure. Uncle Yuan and I were sorting out the ppt of the new product launch in the data room that night. Later, we left together when it was too late. I remembered that the USB drive was still plugged into the computer, so I came back to get it. Then, I saw someone."

Zhuang Jie raised her eyebrows, "Who?"

He Moqian looked out the window in a trance, "Yes..." She looked at Zhuang Jie and smiled, "Who else, of course it is Wang Yishi."

Zhuang Jie didn't seem surprised at all, she held the armrest of the ancient wooden chair and said, "It really is Miss Biao." Her upside-down eyebrows relaxed, and she asked, "Besides Miss Biao, have you seen any other suspicious people?" Is it?"

"No more." He Moqian said indifferently.

"Then have you..."

Zhuang Jie's posture like interrogating a prisoner made He Moqian a little anxious, and the fragrant tea in her mouth lost her taste. She interrupted: "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

Following the signs and entering the bathroom, He Moqian washed his hands in front of the sink, thinking about how to say goodbye to Zhuang Jie.If it was Yuan Ying, He Moqian could turn her head and leave without any scruples. Unfortunately, she has learned to be good now, and she wants to know why she sent an outsider to inquire, and she hides behind as a turtle, facing a person who doesn't have a deep relationship. Ordinary friends, He Moqian is really embarrassed to lose face.

"Hi, excuse me..."

He Moqian lowered her head to wash her hands, only to hear a slightly low female voice behind her. She looked up and saw a woman in a camel-colored windbreaker standing behind her in the mirror. The belt of the windbreaker outlined the curve of her waist, and then looked up , with half-length hair just below the neck, and delicate eyebrows and eyes with light makeup, enchanting and handsome.

He Moqian straightened up, looked at her in the mirror, and smiled, "Zhou Ran, long time no see."

"I went to see you at the beginning of this year, and they told me that you came out, and I couldn't find you after months of searching, so I didn't expect to meet you here." Zhou Ran also smiled, "Ah Qian, congratulations on regaining your freedom."

Zhou and Yuan were partners back then, and Yuan's last project was jointly developed with Zhou. Zhou Ran, as Zhou's project leader, met He Moqian.She and He Moqian share the same interests, and there are many places where they can chat. Later, when the incident happened, He Moqian went in, but Zhou Ran used many relationships to no avail. He Moqian was disheartened back then, and never saw each other again. If you let her go, you just cut off contact.

He Moqian often reads the news in the industry, and has some understanding of Zhou Ran's situation. Zhou Ran succeeded her father as the new boss of the Zhou family, and he is like a young talent of the generation.

"Look for a place to chat?" Zhou Ran suggested.

"Next time." He Moqian wiped off the drops of water on his hands, "I still have friends, it's inconvenient."

Zhou Ran smiled heartily: "Ah Qian's friend is my friend, what's the inconvenience? Let's go, introduce me too."

He Moqian wanted to refuse at first, but after thinking about it, Zhou Ran's presence would be a good opportunity to leave with an excuse, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

In the corridor back the way he came, Zhou Ran asked, "When did you come out?"

"December last year." He Moqian signaled Zhou Ran to turn around.

"Why don't you go find me?"

He Moqian smiled politely, "We haven't been in touch for so many years, and you are a busy person, so I have the nerve to bother you."

"Ah Qian, why do you want to see me? I wish you could find me. By the way, do you have a job now? Why don't you go to my place? I..."

"Here we are." He Moqian stopped in front of a private room, knocked on the door twice before pushing in. As soon as he entered, his face turned cold instantly, "Why are you here?"

"Ah Qian." Yuan Ying got up to greet her, and when she saw the woman standing behind He Moqian, most of her face darkened, "Zhou Ran, what are you doing here?"

Yuan Ying took He Moqian's elbow, stood in front of He Moqian, and said to Zhou Ran: "Sorry, this is a private party, please leave Mr. Zhou."

Yuan Ying and Zhou Ran were about the same size, and they stood facing each other, one inside the other outside the room, neither gave way, their eyes met with lightning, and the air within a radius of [-] meters suddenly froze.

Zhuang Jie, who was still enjoying the tea, shuddered, her hands shook, and half a cup of tea was spilled. She was so distressed that she beat her chest and stomped her feet. She turned her head towards the door and was about to explode. Drinking tea, just pretending to see nothing.

"Ah Qian, so the friend you mentioned is Ms. Yuan." Zhou Ran passed Yuan Ying and blinked innocently at He Moqian, "Since Ms. Yuan doesn't welcome me, I'll take a step first, Ah Qian, we'll meet again another day." chat."

"Wait a minute." He Moqian shook off Yuan Ying, took an umbrella and walked up to Zhou Ran, "I'll go with you."

Yuan Ying became anxious, and jumped up to block He Moqian's way: "Ah Qian, you..."

He Moqian didn't say anything, just glanced at her lightly, Yuan Ying was speechless for a moment, and watched He Moqian and Zhou Ran leave as a pair.

After Zhuang Jie drank the last sip of tea, she whispered, "I can't even keep my wife, trash."

"What did you say?" Yuan Ying's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Zhuang Jie quickly changed the topic, "It's nothing, nothing...Miss, Mo Qian told me some important news today..."

Well, an angry woman really can't be provoked.