Summer in Shangcheng

Chapter 32
"Work is important, but we still have to eat." Mu Yicheng pulled out his hands and opened several takeaway boxes on the table. There were two servings of pasta and dessert.

Mu Yicheng pushed one of the spaghetti in front of Mei Zhixia, removed the drawing paper and brush on her desktop, pulled up a chair and sat down beside her, and started to eat quietly.

Mei Zhixia looked at him, in a trance.Why did he come to eat with her?
"Is there something to eat on my face?" Mu Yicheng did not raise his eyelids, and his tone was flat.

Mei Zhixia looked away in embarrassment, picked up a disposable fork and buried herself in eating noodles.

"Tomorrow, the chef at home will deliver meals to the company. I asked them to prepare two meals a day, and come to my office at noon to eat with me."

Mei Zhixia: ...

Didn't hear Mei Zhixia's answer, Mu Yicheng raised his eyes lazily, and found that she was looking at him with weird eyes, he slightly curled his lips, "What? Do you have an opinion?"

"Yes." Mei Zhixia said, "Why should I have dinner with you? You are the boss, and I am just an employee."

"So what?"

"Not suitable."

Mu Yicheng was silent, put down the fork, took out a snow-white handkerchief from the pocket of his suit, wiped the corners of his mouth gently, and said, "This side is terrible."

Mei Zhixia was helpless.Mu Yicheng put away his handkerchief, looked at her and said, "What if it's the boss's order?"

"Not all orders from the boss must be followed blindly by employees."

"Okay." Mu Yicheng stood up, motioned her to pack the lunch boxes on the table, turned around and walked towards the elevator, after taking two steps, he stopped suddenly, looked back at her, and saw her sitting in a daze , he said: "Since you don't go upstairs, I'll come down."

"Hey you!"

Mei Zhixia glared at Mu Yicheng, who had strode into the elevator.

"Weird, you have to move out of the boss's shelf to give orders after eating." Mei Zhixia muttered, cleaned up the lunch boxes on the table, made a cup of coffee, and continued to draw.

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Mu Yicheng returned to the office, sat down on the leather sofa, and smiled.

The current Mei Zhixia has not changed much from seven years ago, but she is more graceful and has her own ideas and opinions. Those bright eyes are still exactly the same as he remembered, but she doesn't recognize him. , don't remember him either...

Thinking of this, Mu Yicheng's smile froze on his face, his expression dimmed.

He thought that everything between him and Mei Zhixia was unforgettable, all the past had left a deep imprint on his mind, and seven years hadn't erased them, on the contrary, the gears turning with time became more and more unforgettable. Precious.

Mei Zhixia is different from him.

He leaned on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes lazily, and felt very peaceful in his heart.

Few people know about his past, even Fei Ziqiao and Park Zhongxian, who grew up with him, don’t know what he experienced during the years as an exchange student in China. They only know that he found the girl he loves here, and The girl only thinks of him as the boss now.

When he returned to China this year, the first thing he did was to find her.He found it. The first time they met seven years later, he helped her pick up oranges. That day, she didn't recognize him. It was too hot. He couldn't bear her to walk home, so he sent her back. They met again that night. On his least favorite occasion, he was a little miffed that she still didn't recognize him when he told her his name.

He thought, maybe she really forgot him completely, but everything so profound, she just forgot?

　There was a story between Mu Yicheng and Mei Zhixia seven years ago. The girl who followed the article should be very curious. It's not time to make it public yet. Be anxious, let's take our time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)