After being spotted by a boss who hates love

This realization made Su Mo a little uncomfortable.

He and Su Yu have been dependent on each other since they were young, but he didn't expect to know Su Yu better than some outsiders.

After a long silence, Su Mo suddenly said, "My brother, is he particularly unqualified?"

His obsidian-like eyes looked at Su Yu who was sitting not far away looking at his mobile phone, and his eyes dimmed a bit: "Maybe because I think Xiaoyu is obedient and sensible, I am always at ease with him, is it not that I am negligent?" His real situation?"

Hearing Su Mo's self-blaming voice, Dong Ting didn't respond immediately, he was thinking about how to reconcile Su Yu and Jiang Yan.

Until he found that Su Mo's eyes were full of disappointment, he felt very shy, and subconsciously said: "It's not your fault, I know you have tried your best to take care of Su Yu."

He didn't expect that he couldn't even bear to see Su Mo's sad face now.

Su Mo shook his head, "So what if I try my best, I can't always give him the best."

"What you gave him may have been the best for him."

Maybe it was because Dong Ting's eyes were very gentle when he spoke at this time, or maybe it was because Su Mo had already regarded Dong Ting as a comrade-in-arms on the same front. Su Mo, who was always used to taking care of everything alone, suddenly felt a little desire to confide.

After he had dealt with his mother's funeral, Su Changcheng, who was supposed to fulfill his duty of support, took them back to the Su family, but handed them over to the care of a mistress named Liu Meimei.

Liu Meimei knew that Su Yu was allergic to bitter melon, but she always gave Su Yu food contaminated with bitter melon at various opportunities.

At first, it was the juice squeezed from bitter melon. Seeing that he stopped him every time, he directly ground the bitter melon into powder and sprinkled it in the pastry.

If he hadn't returned home from school in time that day, Su Yu might have suffocated to death due to allergies.

Realizing that he couldn't protect his younger brother in that home, Su Mo was cruel and took Su Yu out of the house again.

Su Changcheng scolded them for not forgetting the dead mother, and took this opportunity not to give them a penny of child support,

In order to survive, Su Mo cleaned the streets and neighborhoods to earn living expenses for the kind-hearted residents. He got up at four o'clock every day and went to school after cleaning.

The school's scholarships, various competitions that may get bonuses, and some meager social benefits, all the money is managed by Su Mo alone.

"Too poor." Su Mo whispered: "On Xiaoyu's birthday, I can only let him watch other people's children eat cakes, and even save the cold medicine that he needs to take when he is sick."

Sitting across the table, Dong Ting listened to Su Mo's calm narration, his eyelids trembled twice.

He knew that Su Mo's life in the past was very difficult, but when he heard Su Mo talk about some details, he still felt uncomfortable with a dull pain in his chest.

Given his living conditions, he couldn't empathize with Su Mo.

"Is this the best thing I can do for him? If I could be useful at that time and find Liu Meimei's handle, then Xiaoyu wouldn't have to suffer with me at all."

Facing Su Mo's increasingly self-blaming expression, Dong Ting finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, sat beside Su Mo, then spread out his hands in a gentlemanly way: "Su Mo, give me your hand."

"doing what?"

"give me."

Seeing Su Mo looking over blankly, Dong Ting stretched out his hand stubbornly.

It wasn't until Su Mo put his hand in his that Dong Ting put away his fingers, held Su Mo's cold hand tightly, and interlocked his fingers.

"When I was scared when I was a child, I would wish someone could hold my hand." Dong Ting lowered his head, looked at Su Mo's beautiful but calloused palm, and said in a low voice, "Su Mo, you have done your best. Now, if it were me, I might not be able to protect Jiang Yan at all."

Before Su Mo withdrew his hand or resisted, he first said: "Maybe Su Yu doesn't care how hard life is, he just needs you to talk to him carefully."

"Talk? How do you talk? I always ask Xiaoyu about his studies and life, but it doesn't seem to be of much use now."

Su Mo asked eagerly, not caring about his hand being held for a moment.

Dong Ting was not in a hurry to explain, he pondered for a moment, rubbing his thumb lightly on Su Mo's knuckles, and after organizing his words, he said:

"I used to never understand what Jiang Yan was thinking. In my opinion, he has me to take care of him. As long as he obediently listens to me and follows my arrangement, he will have a bright and smooth future. Why do he always fight and cause trouble? , against me.

"Now seeing the problem between you and Su Yu, I realize that I also have a problem.

"Perhaps sometimes, being in the same space with the person closest to me can't understand each other. Since you want to understand each other, it may be a good choice to sit down and talk about your truest thoughts."

Speaking of this, Dong Ting turned his head slightly, changed from his usual businesslike appearance, his sharp eyebrows and eyes gradually softened, and smiled gently, "Su Mo, thanks to you, I also found out where my problem is, go back I'll grab that kid Jiang Yan and have a good chat with him."

Su Mo had many friends.

But there is no one who can be called a confidant or a close friend.

All my friends basically lost their close contact after changing schools. Even if I am working now, I have the contact information of many classmates and friends, but very few of them can confide.

But ever since he got close to Dong Ting, he finally had something to confide in.

And Dong Ting also comforted and enlightened him again and again.

"I finally know, Mr. Dong, you should be a cold-blooded and ruthless capitalist, why did you give your employees such good benefits?"

Su Mo's mood improved a lot, and he smiled and said, "It's really a happiness to be your employee."

Dong Ting blinked his eyes, not understanding why the topic suddenly came here.

He was stunned for a few seconds like an idiot, before he couldn't find the point and said, "Why am I so cold-blooded and heartless?"

Su Mo jokingly said: "Well, you're not cold-blooded. You hugged me before, but this time you shook my hand. If it wasn't for Mr. Dong, you have never had any gossip. I would have thought you were some kind of playboy."

He obviously doesn't like other people's contact, but he can't get bored with Dong Ting's kind touch.

Hearing this, Dong Ting let go of his hands quickly, then straightened up, pretending to be calm and poured himself a cup of clear hot tea, "I just think this will give me a sense of security. When I was young, I expected others to comfort me like this." of."

In his eyes, people feel safe when they are hugged or held hands.

But even with a good reason, Dong Ting's ears still burned up along with his neck.

He didn't mean to take advantage of Su Mo, but when Su Mo pointed it out, he realized that he was like a disciple.

Su Mo on the side clearly saw Dong Ting's red ears this time, he tilted his head, and even looked at Dong Ting from a different angle, making sure that Dong Ting's face also showed signs of burning.

"What are you looking at!" Dong Ting suddenly scolded fiercely.

Su Mo's black eyelashes trembled a little, holding the corner of the table, his smiling shoulders trembled, "Look at Mr. Dong, you are blushing."

I don't know what's going on, it's obviously a bad mood, how can it always be comforted by Dong Ting with a few words.

It was the first time Dong Ting saw Su Mo laughing so presumptuously that he even patted the table with a smile.

No matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't sit still at this moment. He raised the back of his hand and rubbed his chin, and wanted to escape when he got up.

But being passively beaten has never been his style. After the short-term embarrassment in his heart passed, he tapped the table with his index fingernail, picked up the teacup with a crisp sound, and took a sip: "If you laugh again, next time it will be better." It's not a handshake."

Su Mo's laughter stopped abruptly, he stared blankly at Dong Ting and said, "What?"

"I think Director Su knows more about what playboys can do than me."

Dong Ting smiled harmlessly, looked at Su Mo's earbones with moles, put down the teacup in his hand, and said, "Since Director Su has given me this name, will it be fine if I don't do anything..."

Before he finished speaking, this time it was Su Moteng who stood up immediately.

Su Mo blushed in embarrassment, and finally realized that the boss's joke was not a good one.

No, Dong Ting transferred the words he used to tease back to himself before he had even said a word.

"President, I think I should have a heart-to-heart talk with Xiaoyu right now."

As he spoke, he didn't think about how he would appear in front of Su Yu now, so he stood up and left, but before bypassing Dong Ting, he stopped again and said: "What's more, if Xiaoyu really can't trust or treat him sincerely Jiang Yan, I will firmly oppose him being with Jiang Yan.

"How he treats others, others will treat him. If it is an unequal relationship, sooner or later there will be problems. It is unfair to Jiang Yan to have them together."

After speaking, Su Mo left in a hurry.

Dong Ting, who was in a daze, thought about Su Mo's words carefully, and then smiled wryly.

It's this time, are you still thinking about Jiang Yan?

He is kind and soft-hearted, and always takes the problem on himself, so how can it make people feel at ease.

I sent a message to Jiang Yan, made an appointment to meet, and demanded that the other party must come in a strong tone.

Anyway, he has stabbed Su Mo in the back now, let's put aside the breaking up of the younger brother for now, and bring the two back together first before talking about anything else.

The younger brother's bright future is not as important as his happy life.

The cold-blooded and ruthless big capitalist betrayed his younger brother just like that, and sipped some tea at the table very frankly.

Thinking of what he just teased Su Mo, his ears that had just faded from the temperature turned red again.

What a playboy, he could turn his ears red just by shaking Su Mo's hand.

After getting up and leaving, he went back to the hotel and knocked on the door of Su Mo's room. Sure enough, he saw Su Mo sitting in his room.

Now that they are still in Q City, it is impossible for Su Mo to go to Su Yu directly, otherwise it will be difficult to explain.

Dong Ting was reluctant to let Su Mo be impulsive when he was sad, and he was usually a gentleman. He stood at the door and didn't intend to set foot in Su Mo's room, "Jiang Yan sent me a message just now, they are going back, we are today Leave late or leave tomorrow morning?"

"Tonight, I'll book a flight ticket." Su Mo had let go of his embarrassment at this moment, and the two packed their things and returned to City A overnight.