After becoming an Omega, he was targeted by the boss

Wen Mo suddenly remembered that his boss was standing in front of him now, and he just caused the company to miss a project today, and suddenly a little nervousness rose in his heart.

Wen Mo had been guilty for a whole day, and now he was even more guilty to the extreme. Tang Yuan noticed that Wen Mo's eyes were a little dodge when he looked at him, and his light-colored eyes drifted away for a while, like a lost deer in the deep forest.

But in just a few seconds, Wen Mo stopped dodging, but looked straight at Tang Yuan, and said very sincerely, "I'm sorry, I didn't do a good job."

Regarding Wen Mo's attitude, Tang Yuan was surprised for a moment. He didn't evade or escape, but faced up to the problem bravely. No matter how well the work was done, this was a rare quality.

Putting away the edges and corners of Tang Yuan in the past, it was rare for Wen Mo not to confront Tang Yuan tit for tat, perhaps because he felt ashamed, the tips of his ears turned red.

Seeing this, Tang Yuan chuckled lightly. He swallowed what he wanted to tease Wen Mo, and changed it to comfort: "Kids all make mistakes. If you don't make mistakes, you will grow up. If you know your mistakes, you are still a good boy."

Hearing Tang Yuan's tone of teasing a child, Wen Mo retorted softly: "I'm not a child." As soon as the words fell, Wen Mo felt a little embarrassed, and replied as if he was really a kindergarten kid.

Wen Mo changed the subject, hoping that the atmosphere would return to seriousness: "Will you fire me?"

Tang Yuan really laughed out loud this time, and his perennially indifferent eyebrows became more vivid: "What should I do if I fire you from the 24th floor and ask me for a mascot?" Tang Yuan actually doesn't care much about the relationship between these employees, but he can always grasp the Silent first-hand news.

This time Wen Mo's ears were even redder. After all, being called a mascot was too childish. He didn't know what to say to Tang Yuan. Wen Mo turned his attention to the materials on the table again, but this time it wasn't Fu On the table, Tang Yuan's words seemed to revive Wen Mo's energy, and his little head twitched.

Seeing this, Tang Yuan broke the silence: "Aren't you off work?"

"I'll sort out the materials again and see if I can remedy it."

"This project doesn't make money in the first place, and it wastes resources. Talking about it today is just a formality."

Wen Mo looked up, a little in disbelief: "Aren't you comforting me?"

Tang Yuan raised the corners of his mouth viciously: "The Tang Corporation doesn't pay much attention to comfort, let's go, turning on the lights will waste electricity."

Dafei and the others have said many times today that the project is not important. Wen Mo always felt unconvinced, but when Tang Yuan said this, Wen Mo really believed it. He attributed this to Tang Yuan's disdain for him. He won't comfort him, so what he says is the truth.

Suddenly, his whole body felt much more relaxed, Wen Mo's whole body came alive, and he even showed a big smile towards Tang Yuan: "Then I'll go home first."

This is the first time for Tang Yuan to smile at him silently. His slightly round eyes have completed the shape of a crescent moon, and there is a bright light in them. His whole body is full of green onions of young people. He is obviously 22 years old...

Tang Yuan was a little dazed, and saw Wen Mo stand up, followed by a "hiss" in pain.

Wen Mo bent down slightly and touched his calf, the pain on his face could not be concealed.

Tang Yuan frowned: "What's wrong?"

"I accidentally got burned today."

Wen Mo didn't mention anything about Bai Zhen, but that doesn't mean Tang Yuan didn't know about it. Recalling Xu Ge's words, it is said that Bai Zhen splashed Wen Mo's leg with hot water. I don't know if it was intentional or not...

The fabric of the trousers was rough, and it was a little painful to rub the burned skin. Wen Mo thought that it didn't matter whether the burned place was ugly or not. As a big man, he didn't need to care about that, comfort was more important.

So Wen Mo didn't care about Tang Yuan's existence, and bent down to roll up his trouser legs.

Wen Mo is very fair, and his calf is even fairer when he doesn't see the sun all year round, which makes the burn more red and painful, and Wen Mo didn't expect it to be burned like this. The trouser leg is another hero.

With a scald on his face, Wen Mo was still frizzy. He was in a good mood now, and when he was in a good mood, he wanted to go home for dinner.

One of Wen Mo's trouser legs was straight and the other was rolled up. Because he was lying on his stomach just now, a bunch of his hair was sticking up, and he looked stupid. Wen Mo waved his hand to Tang Yuan while walking like this: "Boss, I Get off work first."

Seeing his unreliable appearance, Tang Yuan twitched his forehead and stared at the burn on Wen Mo's leg. Tang Yuan acted before his reason, and grabbed Wen Mo's wildly waving claw.

The wrist bones under his palm are distinct, slender and warm. Tang Yuan can feel Wen Mo's pulse beating under his fingertips, exuberant and vital, but this man is really thin and doesn't know how to take care of himself at all.

Wen Mo looked at his grasped wrist, and looked at Tang Yuan puzzled: "???"

Tang Yuan: "How do you want to go back?"

Wen Mo took it for granted: "Ride a bicycle!"

Tang Yuan: "Your legs are not good."

Wen Mo: "It's okay, a man, you don't have to be so particular."

Tang Yuan: "I'll take you back."

Wen Mo: "I'll just ride mine... huh?" He seemed to have just realized it, and looked at Tang Yuan in astonishment: "You said you sent me?"

Tang Yuan didn't know why he came up with such a sentence out of nowhere, and now he could only hum aloud.

Wen Mo didn't know if his brain was trapped by the door, and he immediately replied, "Then can you send me off by bicycle?"

Tang Yuan: "..."

When the words came out of his mouth, Wen Mo already realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't take it back, so he could only explain according to his own words: "Otherwise, my bicycle will definitely be lost if I leave it here overnight."

Tang Yuan: "You're really welcome."

Wen Mo: "My dad is a fool for not taking advantage of the advantages."

……

The wind at night is slightly cool, it is very comfortable to blow on the body, the moonlight is gentle, the trees are tall, and there are still dim lights hiding below, it is quiet and comfortable, and there is some long-lasting smell for no reason.

The bicycle wheels pressed against the road, and there was a slight sound, carrying Tang Yuan and Wen Mo slowly through the silence of the night.

Wen Mo straddled the back seat of the bicycle. His slender legs seemed to have no place to rest. They could only hang loosely to the sides, and they had to be slightly bent to prevent the toes from touching the ground. In order to stabilize his body, he put his hands on the bicycle. Sitting on the seat, I occasionally looked around to see flying insects under the lamp.

Many years ago, when Wen Mo was young, Wen Muqing would often drive him across this long road like this, and then go to the grandma at the end of the road to eat a bowl of noodles.

Later, it was Wen Mo who drove Wen Xiaotao across this road.

After walking on this road for half his life, Wen Mo hasn't sat on the back of someone else's bicycle for many years. The shoulders of the person in front are a little wider than his father's, and the feeling is still different~