Never deeply in love

Chapter 138 is disturbing you.

"But no wonder. I heard that she will be the future wife of the president. Hehe, it is inevitable that she has some airs."

Bai Mingyue was upset. When did she put on airs? She could not help but look back. The female artiste was very beautiful. Although she was not as famous as Ye Meimei, she was also not small in fame. There was a trace of confusion in her eyes.

She did not remember that she had dealt with this female artist before, so naturally, she did not offend her. There was no reason for her to speak so harshly against her.

Seeing this, the colleague laughed dryly. He didn't want to offend Bai Mingyue, nor did he want to offend her. He found an excuse and quickly left.

When the female artist saw her looking over, she did not feel guilty or timid at all. She raised her beautiful face and looked at her provocatively.

"Assistant Bai, do you have a problem with me looking at me like that?" There was a glimmer of disdain in the female artist's eyes. Bai Mingyue was much worse than her in figure and appearance. Most of the female employees in the company were not convinced that she could get close to Mo Zihan.

"You have a problem with me, don't you?" Bai Mingyue looked at her indifferently and asked calmly, "Excuse me, what did I do wrong? Did I offend you?"

The female artiste smiled charmingly and stepped forward in her high heels, seemingly respectful, with a hint of mockery on her lips, "Assistant Bai, don't misunderstand. Everyone knows what your relationship with the president is. That's all I said."

"You don't have to say much about our relationship. This is the company. Please pay attention to the occasion when you gossip behind other people's backs." Bai Mingyue's face changed twice and soon returned to normal, looking at her calmly.

"Oh, assistant Bai, in what capacity did you order me?" A trace of jealousy appeared on the exquisite face of the female artist.

As she spoke, she deliberately brushed past bai Ming Yue and looked at her clothes with a cynical expression.

"Assistant Bai, I am kind enough to remind you that you are not married to the president yet. Isn't it too early to start acting like the president's wife? By the way, I heard that the president's family approved of you, so assistant bai should dress better, you..."

She looked at Bai Mingyue with disgust at the simple outfit she was wearing, a very common niche brand, and compared it to the international brands she was wearing, it was not too cheap.

"Zhu Lin, let me remind you." Bai Mingyue clenched his fist, smiled again, and reminded her with a smile, "In the company, I am the president's personal assistant. My words are the president's words. What I just said is the president's words. Do you understand?"

"You..." Zhu Lin choked, his delicate face slightly discolored. He did not expect Bai Mingyue, who looked quiet and gentle, to have such a talkative side.

"You're free, aren't you? I'm sorry. I'm busy. I won't be accompanying you." After Bai Mingyue finished speaking, he turned around and left, too lazy to answer her.

"What are you so proud of..." Zhu Lin looked at her back as she walked away, muttering angrily, very unconvinced. All the female artists in the company wanted to be liked by the president, but Mo Zihan didn't even look at a beautiful woman like ye Meimei.

Unexpectedly, she ended up losing to Bai Mingyue, an ordinary woman whose figure and appearance were much worse than theirs, so how could she not make them jealous?

Bai Mingyue only found it strange. These women coveted Mo Zihan. They were jealous of her intentionally or unconsciously. They didn't know what to say.

People say that beauty is a curse, Mo Zihan is her curse, Bai Mingyue thought hatefully.

"Brother Zihan, I already know that Xiao Ran is not mother's child."

The two of them walked into the office. Shangguan Yingxue had already finished the draft and said sadly.

Mo-tse's eyes glazed over as he remembered what Shangguan Jingchen had said the other day. He said coldly, "Don't worry. He's always the son of the Mo family. In name, he's still the second young master of the Mo family. No one can deny that."

He could not deny, nor could he deny that although Mo Xiaoran was not born of Wen Lan, she was raised by her own hand. Even if Wen Lan did not say, the mother's mind, how could she not understand being a son, she hated Mo Shoucheng Xu Jiaorou, but never thought of hating Mo Xiaoran.

This was also the reason he decided not to tell Wen Lan about Mo Xiaoran's harm.

"It doesn't matter whether he is or not." Shangguan Yingxue looked at Mo Zihan sadly. "What I'm worried about is, Brother Zihan, you are brothers. Will you not recognize him as a brother because of this?"

"You don't have to ask about our relationship." Mo Zihan's face turned cold.

"How can I not ask." Shangguan Yingxue was a little excited. "Brother Zihan, Mo Xiaoran is like this. I don't know if he can get better. If you don't recognize him as your brother, what will he do in the future?"

She wanted to see Mo Zihan's attitude, to know what he was thinking about Mo Xiaoran now, which decided which way she would leave Mo Xiaoran and return to him faster in the future.

"The Mo family won't treat him badly." Mo-tse said coldly, "This is the only thing I can promise you."

Mo Zihan stopped looking at her and slowly turned to look out the french window behind him. His face finally darkened. If he could, he didn't want to pay attention to Mo Xiaoran at all. Unfortunately, that hateful blood relationship doomed them to be inseparable for the rest of their lives.

Shangguan yingxue opened her mouth and wanted to continue, but the office phone rang at this time. Mo-tse han picked up the phone and said, "... Okay, I got it."

"You go back. I have something else to do." Mo Zihan put down the phone, turned around, didn't want to continue, and spoke coldly.

Shangguan yingxue's face changed slightly when she saw him turn his back. She reached into her backpack, swiped open the screen of her phone and clicked on the recording.

He looked down at his feet in seven-inch heels, gritted his teeth, twisted his heels and twisted them.

"Brother Zihan, I... Ah." Shangguan Yingxue gritted his teeth and screamed. He fell heavily to the ground. His face immediately showed a pained look, but he was holding it back.

Mo Zihan couldn't help but turn around and frown when he saw her fall, but he still asked her, "What's wrong?"

"It hurts... Brother Zihan... It hurts." Shangguan Yingxue's eyes glistened with tears as she pressed her twisted ankle and cried in a soft voice.

Mo Zihan did not notice anything unusual. He walked towards her and hesitated for a moment to help her. Shangguan Yingxue looked at him with pain in his eyes. Seeing that he did not want to help her, he could not hide his disappointment.

Mo-tse finally bent down and squatted in front of her, "Why did you fall all of a sudden?"

"Brother Zihan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault for being careless..." Shangguan Yingxue's face was pale. Hearing him ask this, he looked like a child who had done something wrong, lowered his head, sad and wronged, and whispered.

"Can you get up?" Mo-tse asked coldly. Seeing that Shangguan Yingxue was embarrassed, he finally reached out to help her. "Let me help you. Sit on the sofa next to him for a while."

Shangguan Yingxue's eyes lit up with an imperceptible smile, and he forced himself to stand up with his hand, "Brother Zihan, I'm sorry I... Caused you trouble."

She frowned, as if she was in great pain, and even as she spoke, she sucked in her breath and spoke intermittently.

Mo Zihan did not react and helped her to sit on the sofa.

"I'll send someone to take you to the hospital." Mo Zihan let go of his hand and said with a frown.

"No, maybe just sit for a while." Shangguan Yingxue said weakly as she reached into her bag and fumbled for her way out of the recording before taking out her phone.

"I'll ask where my brother is and see if he can come and pick me up." Shangguan Yingxue was sweating from the pain on her forehead. In order to hide from Mo Zihan, she really used a lot of strength that time and twisted her ankle so badly.

"You don't have to call Jing Chen. I can send someone to see you off." Mo-tse han said, picked up his phone and dialed Su Zhe's number. "Where are you? Come in."

He looked up at guan yingxue with a slight concern on his face. "You should rest here first. Su Zhe is a doctor. Let him see if your feet are okay before you leave."

"Okay." Shangguan Yingxue agreed without any guilt and took the initiative to say, "Brother Zihan, it's okay for me to be alone. You go ahead and do your work."

Before Mo Zihan could speak, Bai Mingyue pushed open the office door and walked in. When she saw Shangguan Yingxue, she subconsciously squeezed the document with her fingers, barely breaking the paper.

Why did she stay in Mo Zihan's office for so long? What would they say? Bai Mingyue could not help but guess in his heart and looked back at Mo Zihan.

When Shangguan Yingxue saw her, he rarely showed a gentle and kind smile. "Miss bai, it's been a long time."

Thinking of the recording just now, she couldn't help but sneer. Even if the recording didn't explain anything, no matter which woman heard her man care about other women, she would be uncomfortable, right? She just wanted to make her uncomfortable and unhappy.

Mo Zihan frowned slightly. Even if the two of them were close, Bai Mingyue would habitually knock on the door before entering his office. It was the first time he came in without saying anything.

You don't have to think about it. Because of Shangguan Yingxue, she always had a grudge against Shangguan Yingxue, and Mo Zihan couldn't say anything.

"What's the matter?" Mo Zihan turned to pick up a document on the table for the meeting later and asked her as she prepared to go to the meeting.

Bai Mingyue took a deep breath and managed to suppress the uncomfortable feeling of seeing Shangguan Yingxue in Mo Zihan's office.

"The Finance department budget for last month, I need you to sign it." Bai Mingyue said in a businesslike tone, putting the documents on his desk and glancing at him again. "Sorry to disturb you."

Mo Zihan frowned when he heard this. As there were other people in the office, he couldn't say anything. "Put it down. I'll come back after the meeting."