Misplaced Love,Never Turn Back

Everyone's questions continued. Mu Xiaoyan suddenly felt that she didn't know if she ate a little less. Although she felt a little hungry, she felt that the atmosphere in the meeting room was too delicate. She had some impulse to go out.

Mu Xiaoyan picked up her bag and sneaked away from the back door of the venue. She has been trying to breathe deeply and keep breathing smoothly. Can try to forget these things, perhaps to say let oneself from just moved to calm down.

I saw a familiar figure at the door. The woman, dressed in formal dress, was smiling at herself and nodding. "Hello, Miss mu. The president has told me before coming down. You may come out ahead of time. He asked me to take you to the president's lounge first."

Mu Xiaoyan nods. She thinks it's OK. Anyway, she doesn't want to continue with the social practice. She will send a message to the monitor later, saying that she has something to go ahead of time. She would rather stay in Ling an Jun's office, or face the faces of those in the class, perhaps more comfortable.

Mu Xiaoyan nods and follows CHEN Ye onto another VIP elevator that can go directly to Ling an Jun's office. She has been to Ling an Jun's office several times, but every time her mood and identity change subtly.

The first two times she came with a broken heart. The third time, she became ling'anjun's girlfriend in the eyes of some people in the company. However, this time, she felt as if two people had opened their hearts to each other and could face it calmly.

Mu Xiaoyan follows CHEN Ye into Ling Anjun's office. The smell of this office is good. There is only a man's breath, not a woman's, and there is a simple smell of hard work.

Mu Xiaoyan walks into the cubicle inside the office, which is a place she has never entered. Mu Xiaoyan is full of curiosity. Because CHEN Ye said that the rest room is in it, where she can realize that she wants to eat and drink what she wants.

In Mu Xiaoyan's guess, it must be full of delicious food and juice drinks. At least Ling Anjun, as the president, should not be too hard on his stomach.

Mu Xiaoyan opened the door, which is actually a small bedroom. A well-made folding bed is placed on the side closest to the wall, with a bookcase on display next to it. There is a small refrigerator on the opposite side of which there are many cups.

It seems that this is Ling Anjun's home in the company. Mu Xiaoyan can see all the layout of the room at a glance. But without a sofa, how can she rest here? She can't sit on such a low bed.

It's just that there's a refrigerator. Mu Xiaoyan thinks about it. Anyway, she's hungry now. Why don't you just open the refrigerator and see what's good for you.

When she opened the refrigerator, she found that it was not what she imagined. It was all delicious food, all of which were fast food products.

Compared with the refrigerator in Ling Anjun's big house, this refrigerator is completely underground and in the sky. Mu Xiaoyan, picking and choosing, only took a sandwich to pad her stomach.

Mu Xiaoyan suddenly thought, it seems that Ling Anjun has always been harsh about her life in the company, as long as she can be satisfied. However, he is very careful about his life at home. I don't know if it is related to Mu Xiaoyan.

At the thought of this, Mu Xiaoyan was embarrassed to bow her head. Then, he picked up the sandwich and wanted to have a taste of it. Ling Anjun's life in the office.

Mu Xiaoyan poured herself a glass of water, and suddenly remembered that she had not. She called the monitor and sent a text message.

Mu Xiaoyan then took out her mobile phone and edited it to the monitor. She said, "Hello, monitor, I was watching the speech at the meeting place, but because I'm not feeling well, I'm going to take a leave with you. I won't take part in the following activities.

Mu Xiaoyan looks at her cell phone with satisfaction. She closes her cell phone, eats sandwiches, and turns around in Ling Anjun's small bedroom. The window of the small bedroom overlooks the whole street view.

Mu Xiaoyan sometimes thinks about Ling Anjun. Sometimes she works too late in the office and goes back to her small bedroom. Before she wants to rest, she drinks a cup of warm water or milk, and stands in the position where she is now, looking at the scenery outside the window. And then sighed about life, daydream of the future.

Mu Xiaoyan smiles with satisfaction and thinks about it in her heart. After all, what she is doing now is the same as Ling an Jun.

But eating too much is not a good thing, because eating too much, easy to let their own thoughts empty, let people into a state of fatigue.

Mu Xiaoyan is in such a state now. Her stomach is full, but her eyes are heavy. Her eyelids are almost closed.

There is only one folding bed in the room. She can only rest here. She picks up her mobile phone to see the monitor and doesn't reply to her message. She must still be listening to Ling Anjun's speech. She might as well take a small squint for a while.

Mu Xiaoyan smiles with satisfaction. She agrees with her idea very much. She holds the quilt and starts to prepare on the bed where Ling an Jun has only slept. She squints for a while.Mu Xiaoyan fell asleep on the bed like this. She didn't know how long she had been sleeping. She just felt very warm, and she had moist breathing on her face and was patting herself all the time.

Mu Xiaoyan was awakened by the heat. The first thing she got up with was to drink water. Mu Xiaoyan is going to lift the quilt and go out to drink some water. However, she doesn't know why the quilt feels covered by others, so she can't lift it.

Mu Xiaoyan then slowly opened her eyes to see what the situation was. But when she opened her eyes, she found that the curtain in the room was actually pulled by others. It's completely dark, and if you look carefully, you're being held by someone else.

Being held by others? Mu Xiaoyan suddenly wakes up after a fierce moment, what kind of state is he now. Mu Xiaojun is very close to her face.

Mu Xiaoyan looks at Ling Anjun carefully. She doesn't want to talk or move, which affects his sleep. He probably hasn't slept well for a long time. His breathing is very smooth, and he sleeps like a long eyelash, very warm like a child.

Mu Xiaoyan doesn't know why. She is so happy when she sees him. Mu Xiaoyan stares at Ling an Jun like this, and the corners of her mouth begin to rise unconsciously.

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