After hearing this, Su Xia, who was sitting opposite, had not changed his expression, but did not respond. She just waited quietly and waited for Mao Zijun to continue talking.

A few rays of light shone through the window on one side, covering most of Su Xia's face. The sunlight was clear and yellow, and the roots of the fine hairs growing on the temples were clearly distinguished. They were rippling in this light and shadow, so delicate and soft.

Mao Zijun looked up and saw this scene, and his tone became more awkward: "I didn't expect that after going around for so long, you still returned to him. I originally thought..."

I originally thought that he still had a chance.

Mao Zijun talked, but suddenly disappeared.

Su Xia smiled indifferently, and didn't know what he thought of, so she sighed: "Yes, I didn't expect it either."

She didn't hide it.

Since the matter has happened, it was her own decision, and others asked him openly.

However, although he thought so in his heart, Su Xia still felt a trance.

She remembered the scene when she woke up in a daze in the morning and found herself lying from the study to the bed in the bedroom. At that time, she was the only one in the room, but at the moment when she was about to wake up, she felt an unprecedented peace...

"I don't like the big president who pretends to behave and is facing Zhang Bing's face. So if he bullies you in the future and makes you feel wronged, you will come and tell you, I will definitely teach him a lesson and vent your anger!"

In the end, Mao Zijun suddenly withdrew the force of holding the cup eaves, raised his thin lips and shimmering eyes, returning to his usual dandy style.

He really can't stand that man and never feels that he has lost to the other party, but he can't compete for some things and some people from the beginning.

Because she didn't have him in her heart from beginning to end, how could he fight?

"Okay, then I'll thank you for your kindness first?"

Su Xia smiled when she heard this, but she was not very sincere, but she was full of teasing.

Then, suddenly, my body leaned forward, my eyes flashed slightly, and I said with a sly look: "But Deputy Director Mao, based on your kindness, I also want to remind you that tiger hair is not easy to pull out. I personally recommend that you not act rashly, after all, I don't want to see you fall for me!"

Su Xia believed that it was her kind reminder.

After all, almost no one who faces He Zhannan can get any advantage. She said this, just giving Mao Zijun a vaccination in advance so that he would not be impulsive or confident. If he really went forward to flirt with He Zhannan's tiger hair, then who would be the one who would not be worth the loss at that time would be. It is naturally self-evident.

But it is obvious that someone doesn't appreciate this.

"It turns out that the person who is close to Zhu is red, and the person who is close to Mo is black. You follow that man with a belly full of black belly and bad habits, and your style is becoming more and more similar to him!"

...

When Su Xia left, she still refused to send him away with the busy man, Deputy Dong Mao, warmly, but she didn't expect that she would meet Mao Zizhan who had just come down from the elevator.

Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer, Su Xia hesitated for a while and decided to say hello for thousands of times. However, she was about to speak, but when she saw the man who had already walked in front of her suddenly made a "silence" gesture at her. She was stunned, and then she heard the sound of the two people talking unconcernedly from the corridor on the other side.

"In my opinion, the one who will be the one who will be the leader in Fengmao in the future will be Deputy Director Mao!"

"What do you mean? Didn't it mean that Manager Mao of the Planning Department is the eldest brother of Deputy Director Mao. He entered Fengmao earlier than Deputy Director Mao and is a member of the board of directors. Whether it is qualifications or identity, they should not be ahead of Deputy Director Mao?"

"So, you just think about things too simply. Just look at Chairman Mao giving the position of Deputy Director Mao Second Master Mao, I think you should be able to see some signs, right? So what if it is the eldest brother? They are not brothers born to a mother. So much is the world of Deputy Director Mao sooner or later. I think you have always been in good faith with me, and I just told you about these things today. I remember your uncle is in charge of the administrative department. I don't want you to stand in the wrong team in the end, and you are just a waste of money!"

"If you want to say that... I have to talk to my uncle when I go back tonight. It's a pity. I think Manager Mao is also a means and capable person. I originally thought that after Chairman Mao abdicated, his position would be given to his eldest son for granted..."

"It's just a son who has lost power and is not favored. Who made him fail to reborn? It's not in the belly of the chairman's wife, but in the belly of his biological mother who has a poor life and has passed away early?"

...

It was not until the two voices gradually floated upstairs that Su Xia turned her head and looked at the man in front of her.

The two of them just now should be Fengmao employees who temporarily ran to the stairwell to breathe. She accidentally eavesdropped on someone else's corner. The conversation between them had nothing to do with her, but...

Looking at Mao Zizhan's face that made people unable to see the specific expression, Su Xia pursed her lips, and was still planning to say something: "You..."

"Are you pity me?"

When he touched the man's cold gaze, Su Xia frowned slightly and could only stop the sound at the right time.

"But I don't need your mercy. You'd better take back your gaze!"

With eyes facing each other, Mao Zizhan's tone could not hide his sharpness and mockery.

But at the same time, he also pointed his sharp spearhead at himself.

Su Xia still didn't say anything. Apart from the wrinkles gathered between her eyebrows, there was no unnecessary expression on her face.

There was no one around, and there was silence.

Shaoqing, not sure whether to convince Su Xia or to convince himself, Mao Zizhan said again: "I have heard such words since I was a child. I have long been used to them. I will neither be impulsive nor feel sad..."

The quiet voice, like his childhood, had no vitality or color, was so lonely and lonely, which made people die.

And the only thing that supports him to this day is...

"Is that true, but why do I feel you're angry?"

Taking the omission in Mao Zizhan's words for a moment, Su Xia suddenly asked.

Her eyes were as quiet as water, without any impurities, but she had an inexplicable penetration that made people unable to refute.

"I am not pitying you, and you don't need my mercy. After all, in this world, there are more people who are more pitiful, miserable, painful, and unsatisfied than you. Just because you can stand here smoothly now, it is worth many people envying you!"
Chapter completed!