Evil CEO's Deep Love

"Your lives..." Stuart murmured, "what's your life like? Is it a Tang road that makes it impossible to return home, or is it a daily life of making money to support the family and neglecting the cultivation of family affection? "

Every time he said a word, Ding mormo's face was pale. Every word seemed to be engraved on her heart, leaving a lasting shock in her heart -

what he said was also true. What she could give the ball was only this kind of life.

It's quite different from what he can give.

"Ding Mo Mo, you should know what I mean." He spoke slowly, but he didn't mean to force at all, "he is my son, and I have the obligation to take good care of him. As for you, if you want, I can give you a sum of money, and you can continue to accompany him... "

He just wanted his son to be better, that's all.

Even if his son is always called his uncle, even if he only knows her as a mommy, so what?

His demands are not so high.

"Money?" Ding Mo wry smile, pinched the wine cup on the hand, lips shaking, tears finally fell down.

When she was in a panic, she wanted to pull down the glass on her hand and wipe her tears with a napkin. But she found that her strength was amazing and she sold her heart. Damn it - the red wine has so much stamina, it's so fast!

She's so drunk?

This topic just started, and she fell asleep. Who would he talk to next?

"Ding Mo Mo, you are a real trouble!" He cursed bitterly, and clasped her white wrist with his big palm. Regardless of her pain, he dragged her like running to the bathroom - he always had to get some cold water to wake her up before he could continue the topic!

"Don't pull, ste. I'm clear headed!" Ding Mo Mo held his arm in both hands, sobbing and persisting, but his eyes were still clear without chaos.

St Zheng Zheng Zheng, finally stopped the pace, so she grabbed, quietly stood beside her.

"Don't ask me for money, will you?" Silence for a long time, Ding Mo Mo finally cried out, "the gap between me and you is already so big, you don't give me more pressure, OK?"

Tears and snot fall down together and wipe them all on his dark gray suit sleeve. Ding Mo Mo is really drunk, because ST's words combine her unhappiness in an instant. The helpless coincidence of years ago and years later almost makes people collapse

"You had an island at that time. I had nothing. I didn't even have the ability to leave that island..."

"You are so powerful, just like the God in the eyes of the common people, living a life that we can't imagine. I adored you and regarded you as the idol of TV at that time!" She bravely rubbed his suit, her small face wiped tears on the expensive silk fabric, and murmured in despair, "but I found that idols also have joys and sorrows, you are more lonely and painful than us, so I really want to care about you..." "I want to like you, but what should I do? Even I despise myself for this kind of climbing! Even that night, on the beach, something like that happened I don't want to use my first time to threaten you. What do you want? What do I deserve to expect? "

She murmured and let go of his arm. Her eyes were full of tears. She couldn't tell whether she was really drunk or told the truth.

Ste listened quietly, standing there from beginning to end, without speaking or interrupting her,

his heart could not be described as a simple shock!

No woman has ever said this to him The truth!

He can feel her reality.

This is the thing that he can't see in high position, but he finds it valuable in her.

"I have a ball, very satisfied, very happy to think about a lifetime, who knows you will appear again, will be you know The existence of the ball. " Wipe the tears of canthus, she sucked the red nose, a bitter smile.

"Just like the place where you invited me out for dinner today. As soon as I came in, I felt pressure. This is not the place I came from at all!" The more she said, the more excited she was, and finally she cried out, "I've forgotten! Why should I remember... "

Think of him as a God, she is just ordinary people, sadly, she also shamelessly feel for him.

"Forget it once!" He leaned down, looked directly into her eyes, and finally uttered word by word

His identity is not up to him.

But he never thought of using his own power to bully anyone, never thought of relying on this kind of thing to win the sense of supremacy.

Ding Mo Mo, is your inferiority complex a little too much?

He sighed helplessly, grabbed Ding Mo Mo's soft body because she was drunk, looked at her frown, and suddenly felt a layer of inexplicable softness in his heart. This feeling, he can not tell, is compassion, or other feelings

"I'm so tired I'm really tired. " She sobbed and murmured, her voice going down a little.Taking advantage of the red wine, she finally leaned on his arm and fell asleep

St quietly supported her body, eyes a storm, but did not know what he was thinking, after a long time, finally picked her up and left the luxury restaurant.

He just wanted to treat her to a simple meal, thank her for taking care of and nurturing the ball for so many years, and then get to the point. I didn't expect that she could think so much and get drunk so soon

"Don't you want to talk to me about the ball?" Ste hooked the corner of his lips, bent over to ask her, just heard her belch, can't help laughing, "Ding Mo Mo, should I say you are smart, or should I say you are stupid?"

As he left the restaurant, he went straight to the parking lot, but didn't notice. Several paparazzi behind him secretly pressed the shutter and took pictures of him holding her from an angle

Ding Mo Mo had a deep sleep. He didn't turn over and sit up from the bed until eight o'clock the next morning, holding his dizzy head.

came from the nose with a faint Cologne smell. Ding Momo was surprised and hurriedly looked around the strange room, strange curtains, strange beds...

Fortunately, she was the only one on the bed!

She took a deep breath in horror and looked around her. When she saw Liszt's clothes in the cupboard, she was relieved: This is Liszt's room.

She quickly pulled her slippers and jumped out of bed. After a brief grooming, she rushed out and ran into him who had just come from the living room.

"Awake?" He raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his face. Naturally, he pointed to the table in the living room. "Go to eat. I have milk and bread on the table."

Ding Mo looked at her without moving away, and wanted to ask him if he had done anything after he got drunk last night?

But this question It seems too direct!

"Still awake?" Ste reached out and shook in front of her, drawing her attention back. "How long are you going to stand at this door? I'm going in and changing. "

"Ah? Oh Ding Mo reaction later, quickly toward the side of the side, step aside, but can't help blurting out, "where did you sleep last night?"

"We have more than one room." With a smile, he walked into the room and closed the door in front of her, which made her swallow all the remaining questions.

Ding Mo Mo is at a loss - more than one room?

But why not let her sleep in the guest room

When he came out after changing clothes, Ding mormo was lying on the tea table, writing something on a piece of paper seriously.

This action made her neckline just hang down, revealing the bright white scenery inside, and made her throat suddenly dry: is it because she hasn't touched a woman for a long time?

See this to have reaction unexpectedly!

He frowned in chagrin, pretended to be calm and didn't open his eyes. He went to the kitchen to have breakfast. When he saw the untouched bread and milk on the table, he couldn't help frowning: "not to your taste?"

"I'll finish this first." Ding Mo answered without raising his head, and his NIB quickly slid on the white paper, "you have breakfast, don't worry about me! I'm very grateful that you took me in last night. Don't worry about my breakfast any more. "

What she said made ster laugh: did she really think he was a stingy landlord?

What's the connection between taking her in for a night and giving her breakfast or not?

This boundary, Ding Mo Mo, you are really clear!

"What are you writing?" After waiting for a long time, she didn't get up. She was impatient and finally asked.

He was sitting on her side. He could see the graceful curve of her body and imagine the spring just glimpsed from the hanging neckline.

Early in the morning, for a man, such a scene It's really hard!

"Resignation letter." Ding Mo Mo didn't look up. Naturally, he couldn't see the most primitive flame in his eyes. He threw down a sentence directly. Anyway, she did not intend to hide from him, "anyway, it is impossible to go back to work, always give the last point to explain."

What happened at home that day made her unable to face Tang Lu again in her life, but her work was not only about Tang Lu, but also about so many colleagues.

Her resignation letter is also an account to all her colleagues. She also hopes to have a clear discussion with Tang Lu in the public places of the company and that he will not disturb himself again.

She admitted that in the past, she fell in love with him without saying the existence of the ball. She was sorry for him, but after that day

They owe no one!

Ste listened quietly and nodded thoughtfully: "that's fine."

He also didn't want her to continue to be involved with Tang Lu. Although Tang Lu didn't have much contact with him, he could conclude that Tang Lu was not a good man!

He is too utilitarian, too insidious!It can be seen from the commercial cooperation.

"All right." As he spoke, Ding Mo Mo had finished writing his resignation letter, exhaled a long breath, got up relieved, and rushed to the door to change his clothes - go to the company to resign during the rush hour!

Morning is always the busiest time in the company. She takes advantage of this time to talk to Tang Lu. He should not have much time to talk to her, so that she can leave early.