Chapter 604： After all these years, Im still afraid to fall in love with him again (1/2)

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His face can really be regarded as awe-inspiring. It is neither overly resolute, nor feminine, sharp-angled, and extremely handsome, but his silhouette is mild, neither intimate nor indifferent.

Wen Yan looked at it carefully and felt that he had almost no change from five years ago, and it could completely overlap with what she remembered.

At about noon, Mo Shichen may have slept for a few hours and fell into deep sleep. Holding her arm is no longer so tight and her subconscious is not so keen. Wen Ying finally was relieved and crawled out of his arms. Come out and walk out the door lightly.

When she took the door, she stood in the quiet and deep corridor, and sighed unconsciously.

…………

Wen Ye had nothing to do, and she had no entertainment at all, so she focused on her work.

She returned to the company after lunch, knocked on the door of the president's office, and placed a letter of resignation in front of Mo Shiqian, whispering, ”President, I want to leave.”

Mo Shiqian's tapping on the notebook stopped and looked up at her.

She wears the clothes left in the manor five years ago. She picked up the white shirts and black trousers, which are the simplest and not easy to go wrong. It is her usual style, and she is still delicate and cold. Here, neat and meticulous.

Mo Shiqian glanced at the contents of the envelope, glanced at her again, and said lightly, ”Why are you so afraid of him after all these years?”

”I'm afraid of him?”

”That's more accurate. I'm afraid you fall in love with him again. As soon as he comes back, you fled without a fight.”

Wen pursed her lips and said in a light tone. ”I've been tired all these years. I want to go out to relax and live a different life.”

”Wen Ye.”

In recent years, Wen Ye's personal relationship with Mo Shiqian is good, but whether on the table or in private, Mo Shiqian usually calls her Vice President Wen, and rarely calls her name directly.

Mo Shiqian leaned back, leaning against the back seat of the black swivel chair, staring at her deeply and indifferently, saying calmly, ”Do you think you have failed?”

Wen Zheng looked up at him without speaking.

”I think you've failed.”

She lowered her eyes and smiled. ”Probably.”

Mo Shiqian's office is very similar to his own temperament style. The style is simple and the color is dark. As his voice is, it is like the spring water in this late autumn. It is cold and cold. ”What you originally wanted was nothing more than him. Love you, don't you? ”

initial?

At first, it was ten years ago, and this time was long enough to make her stingy.

”He doesn't like me,” she said slowly, and smiled again, but this smile was a little self-deprecating and lonely, but her brow was always indifferent, ”You can't blame him for this, love or not, like this. Don't force it. ”

And now, she doesn't want it, or she doesn't want it anymore.