Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Seven: Just One Word, How Can One Give the Illusion of Being in an Ice Cellar?

Shen Mu was about to go to the president's office to deliver two documents before he got off work. After knocking on the door, he saw the man standing in front of him was straight and had an extraordinary temperament. Because of the work in the afternoon, the hole in his shirt One by one, they were buttoned to the top, and the clothes were neat and tidy without any trace of mess.

This is the normal state of Mo Jingshen when he works in the company in the past three years.

Shen Mu walked in and put down the documents, but somehow, he always felt that the temperature of the air conditioner in the office was too low. He turned his eyes and looked at the number of the air conditioner temperature.

"President Mo, are you still going to the entertainment at the Haitai Street Hotel tonight?"

Mo Jingshen "inserts" one hand into his trouser pocket, his face is calm, and his tone is light: "Go."

It's just a word, but how can it give people the illusion of being in an ice cellar?

Chilling.

Shen Mu didn't dare to ask any more questions, and went out to arrange a time for evening entertainment with the secretary.

...

After leaving the company, Shen Mu silently followed behind Mo Jingshen, the man in front was indifferent and indifferent, and his steps were not "chaotic" at all.

Slowly and calmly, he opened the door and got in the car.

After sitting in the car, he organizes delicate and expensive cufflinks.

Everything is as usual.

But the atmosphere was so cold and serious that Shen Mu didn't even dare to ask any extra words.

Mo Jingshen sat in the back row, his two long legs were naturally separated, he turned his head and looked out the window, his eyes were cold, but also with a bit of depth that was hard to understand.

Until the car passed a commercial street in a prosperous area and stopped temporarily for half a minute when it encountered a red light near a French restaurant, Mo Jingshen's eyes swept to the transparent glass window of the French restaurant.

For a while, the car was terribly quiet, and the air in the car seemed to freeze.

Shen Mu carefully glanced back through the rearview mirror, noticing the direction Mo Jingshen's line of sight was, he also turned his head and looked into the French restaurant.

Ji Nuan has been chatting with her aunt's son in the restaurant for over an hour,

At first, they were a little cautious with each other. Later, because they talked about various interesting things in shopping malls and the financial world in the United States, they forgot the time and stopped embarrassing each other. Ji Nuan's favorability is gradually rising, and Ji Nuan is always full of smiles. Even if it is the first time, he will not feel too embarrassed.

But after chatting for so long, when the waiter brought a plate of fruit salad, Ji Nuan glanced at the time and said with a joking smile: "It's too much for Auntie to leave under the excuse of answering the phone. It's been almost two hours."

Auntie's son also looked at the time and smiled: "My mother has been arguing for me to find a girlfriend for the past few years, but I have been working abroad while taking exams, and I really can't spare the energy. The first two years were indeed true. I talked about a girlfriend, but later because of the incompatibility of "sex" and the different heights of vision, the relationship became deadlocked. After the breakup, I didn't think about it anymore. My mother and I were separated by half the world. No matter how long it is, it can't reach me, but I just returned to China, and I didn't expect that she would arrange it for me first..."

Having said this, the aunt's son smiled again: "but Miss Ji, you are really good. To be honest, I have a good impression of you. If you feel good about me, the two of us can pass this time. After getting acquainted, we gradually get to know each other, and whether we can create sparks depends on fate, I don't force it, and I can see that you don't seem to be very interested in this kind of blind date-like method."

Seeing him say this, Ji Nuan responded more naturally and generously: "Yes, everything depends on fate, it's not bad to be a friend, you can't force things like feelings."

Auntie's son looked at her for a while, and then said, "Miss Ji, do you have someone in your heart?"

Ji Nuan just picked up a glass of water, but didn't make any movement because of his words. He drank the water slowly and quietly, and then put the water glass down.

Seeing that she didn't talk, the aunt's son stopped asking, seeing that Ji Nuan was full, and the two had indeed been chatting here for a long time. During this period, Ji Nuan did not only chat like other girls, and was embarrassed to eat. But since she sat down, she occasionally drank some water, or cut a steak or ate some fruit. Anything was very natural, and her gestures were between an elegant mature woman and a vibrant and fashionable young girl. , He smiled and said, "My mother should have already returned to Moon Lake Bay. She said that you live there now, so we happened to be on the way. Shouldn't the reason why I send you back isn't too far-fetched?"

"It's really not that I'm forcibly declining, but my friend sent a message just now, asking me to go to her place at night, and she will send someone to pick me up later, I won't go back to Moon Lake Bay tonight, really You don't need to send it." Ji Nuan raised the phone that had just received the message, shook it slightly at him, and smiled again.

Auntie's son nodded: "Okay, then when the person sent by your friend arrives, I will take you to the car, and I will leave after you leave."

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Outside the restaurant, Shen Mu watched the scene of the man and woman sitting at the table by the window talking and laughing, and couldn't help swallowing slowly.

Mr. Vinse just left, and another bodyguard came, and the bodyguard left. Is this another blind date scene?

Miss Ji has so many peach blossoms now...

However, Ji Nuan was not without peach blossoms before, but she always kept away from those men, and at that time, when most people heard that Ji Nuan was Mo Jingshen's wife, they would consciously give in and dare not approach.

Now that Miss Ji is single after all, no matter how many men she admires and admire, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

What's more, there are often men around a beautiful woman. She is a woman who is not bound by marriage. In addition to her attractive appearance, she also has her career. She stands at the top of everything. It is strange that no man likes or chases such a woman. .

Shen Mu retracted his gaze, glanced at the person in the rearview mirror, and asked bravely, "President Mo, shall we continue to the hotel on Haitai Street? Or, stop here first..."

Mo Jingshen remained silent, and after a few seconds, his cold thin lips parted slightly: "Wait."

The breath of suffocation spread in the car for a moment.

Shen Mu kept his mouth shut, and decisively parked the car in the nearest parking space on the side of the road.

Ji Nuan in the restaurant was still talking to the man. Not long after, the two got up at the same time. After leaving the restaurant, a car stopped by the roadside. Ji Nuan got into the car alone. As for the man who was in the restaurant with her just now. The man said goodbye politely to her.

Recognizing that the car belonged to Xia Tian, ​​the coldness in Mo Jingshen's eyes eased a little, but he still stared out the car window. The "color" of "yin".

Then he slowly put down his hand and said lightly, "Let's go." The warm breeze is not as affectionate as yours.