Mr. Mo, your ex-girlfriend is asking for reconciliation again

Chapter 6 I Never Thought of Getting Back Together with You
"Achen, let's have lunch together?"

Wenwan was wearing a white dress, and as her name suggests, she was gentle and lovely.

"No." He refused coldly, not even bothering to look at her.

Therefore, he did not see the hurt in Wen Wan's eyes, but he soon smiled: "I heard that you went on a blind date last night. This means that you are ready to start a new life, isn't it?"

Mo Chen finally raised his eyes and looked at Wen Wan, his voice low and cold: "Don't waste your time on me."

"I do!" Wen Wan bit her lower lip, feeling very unwilling.

The man continued to work on the documents and responded calmly: "Whatever."

The intercom rang again.

His slender fingers pressed the answer button, and the trembling voice of the secretary came from inside: "Boss Mo, Miss Qiao...Miss Qiao is here."

"Let her in."

Miss Qiao?
While Wen Wan was still curious about who this Miss Qiao was, a cold and soft voice came from behind her.

"Wen Wan, why are you so useless? I've given you a position for two years, but you still haven't made any progress at all."

Qiao Ruoxin carried the thermos to the reception area, placed it on the coffee table, stroked her skirt, and sat elegantly on the sofa.

This sound...

Wen Wan turned around suddenly with a look of shock, and saw the little goblin who had disappeared for two years!

"Qiao Ruoxin! You're back!"

She smiled slightly, her eyes so innocent: "Yeah, I'm back, so you can go, don't disturb my ex-boyfriend."

Wen Wan turned around and looked at the man behind the desk, her emotions a little out of control: "Mo Chen! Don't tell me you still miss her!"

"go out."

The two cold words chilled Wen Wan's heart: "She is not suitable for you at all. She will definitely disappoint you again. I promise."

Mo Chen frowned, a hint of displeasure flashed across his dark eyes, but he remained silent.

Wen Wan had already turned away angrily. After hearing the door close, the office returned to silence, a silence that was eerie.

Qiao Ruoxin took out the lunch she had prepared from the thermos bucket and placed them neatly.

"Come over and eat."

Mo Chen stood up, walked around the desk, came to the sofa in the reception area, and sat down opposite her.

Qiao Ruoxin handed him the chopsticks: "Do you believe what Wen Wan said?"

"What do you think?" he sneered.

"You must have believed it, otherwise you wouldn't have remained silent." I felt sour and a little painful in my heart.

Mo Chen took the chopsticks and looked at the four dishes and one soup in front of him. They were very delicate and carefully prepared, and must have taken a lot of time.

He tried a dish and it tasted delicious.

He raised his eyes to glance at Qiao Ruoxin's expectant look, and coldly spat out two words: "Not bad."

"This time, believe me, I will be good." She stared at the man's handsome face seriously and spoke slowly.

Mo Chen continued to eat, his attitude still cold and indifferent: "I never thought about getting back together with you."

Qiao Ruoxin's heart seemed to be split a centimeter, but she still smiled so sweetly: "Whether you want it or not is your business, and whether I pursue you or not is my business. No one has the right to interfere with anyone, right?"

The man remained silent and continued to eat quietly. After all, he was a person who never talked while eating or sleeping.

The wound was too deep, and even after it healed, the rotten flesh inside was not completely removed.

If it happens a second time, he might really want to become a monk.

Qiao Ruoxin kept watching him eat. The more she watched, the more distressed she felt. Has he eaten well in the past two years? He ate as if he was taking medicine and had no appetite at all.

"You don't want to eat?" Mo Chen suddenly looked at her.

She was slightly startled: "I have eaten, you can eat it, and this soup, I cooked it for three hours, you can try it."

(End of this chapter)