Chapter 2322
Mo Xiaobai couldn't wait until tomorrow morning. She had to take a four-hour bus ride home. Even if she took the early bus back, it would be noon. She wanted to watch her father outside the operating room, so she had to take the last bus back in the afternoon.

The last bus leaves at six o'clock in the afternoon, and she gets off work at six o'clock. If she can leave an hour earlier, she will still be in time.

After hanging up the phone, he went to Meng Zhanyang to ask for leave.

"Mr. Meng, can I leave an hour early this afternoon?"

"No!" Meng Zhanyang directly refused without asking the reason, "You are my secretary, I didn't leave work early, why do you have any reason to leave work early?"

Meng Zhanyang frowned. Didn't the manager of the western restaurant say that Mo Xiaobai had never been late or left early after playing the piano for three years? Why did he ask to leave early after being his secretary for less than a week? What's the reason?
"Mr. Meng..." Tears rolled in Mo Xiaobai's eyes, eager to explain.

"Get out!" No matter what the reason, Meng Zhanyang didn't want to hear it.

"Yes!"

The moment Mo Xiaobai turned around, Meng Zhanyang seemed to see tears in the corner of her eyes.

He didn't care either. Looking at the time, it was already four o'clock, and there were still two hours to get off work!
At [-]:[-], Meng Zhanyang, who had been busy all day, got up to smoke a cigarette outside the corridor, passing by Mo Xiaobai's seat, there was no one there.

In the corridor, he heard her forbearing voice: "I'm sorry, manager, I can't play the piano these days... Yes, something happened at home, my father has a perforated stomach, and he will have surgery tomorrow morning. I have to go home, really. I'm so sorry...thank you, thank you!"

Meng Zhanyang's hand to open the silver cigarette case paused, his eyes turned, and the tearful Mo Xiaobai happened to turn his head back, and met his deep eyes.

"Your father is sick?" Meng Zhanyang suddenly felt that he was a little unreasonable. He curled his lips and wanted to say something comforting, but he couldn't.

"Ok!"

Mo Xiaobai was angry with Meng Zhanyang in his heart, so he responded perfunctorily, buried his head in the office, and reorganized the documents that had been sorted out, and the week was over.

After smoking, Meng Zhanyang wandered around the office, always in a bad mood, walked up to Mo Xiaobai, and asked, "What time is the last bus?"

"Six o'clock!"

Lift your wrist to check the time, there are still 15 minutes, no matter if it is too late, you have to try.

"Pack up your things, I'll take you to the station!"

"Ah?" Mo Xiaobai was startled, stood up abruptly, picked up his bag and left.

Meng Zhanyang drove Mo Xiaobai to the station all the way, and checked the time, it was 58:[-].

He felt that he had exhausted his benevolence, and was about to go back to the apartment, when he suddenly saw an old mobile phone in the back seat of the car, which was obviously left behind by Mo Xiaobai.

After parking the car in a temporary parking space on the side of the road, Meng Zhanyang quickly walked into the station with his mobile phone in hand.

I saw Mo Xiaobai outside the ticket window.

Tickets are sold out, the car has already left, and she can't go back today!
Mo Xiaobai stood outside the ticket window in a daze, tears falling all over the floor like broken beads.

"Your cell phone!" Meng Zhanyang frowned, feeling a lot of guilt.

Wiping away tears, Mo Xiaobai took the phone blankly: "Thank you!"

"No car?"

"Yeah!" When she goes back tomorrow, Dad's operation should be finished!

Walking out of the station in a daze, Mo Xiaobai's eyes lit up, he ran over, and stopped a taxi waiting outside the station: "Master, how much is it to go to Shahe County?"

(End of this chapter)

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