Chapter 70: Why Are You Hiding so Far, Come Here

At the same time, the voice of the old man Mo also paused, and the voice turned in a different direction, as if looking back at the person who had just walked in.

"Who are you, An Shuyan?" Old Man Mo asked.

Secretary An nodded politely and respectfully to Old Man Mo: "Hello, Grandpa Mo, I haven't seen you for a few years. Your old man looks so healthy all the time."

Old Man Mo smiled and nodded: "The last time I saw you girl, was it in the United States? I heard that you returned to China two days ago. I didn't expect it to be true. Are your father and grandfather in good health?"

Secretary An smiled: "They are all good, but my grandfather is still not as tough as you, Grandpa Mo. You don't look like an eighty-year-old. If you say you are sixty, many people will believe it."

"Haha, this child is still so good at talking! Hey, the granddaughter of the An family has grown up so much, and the years really don't go around." Mr. Mo was very useful to these words, and smiled in a very good mood: "You I have worked in Shine in the United States for more than a year. I heard that you have always been very good at work, you are rigorous and decisive, and you are a graduate of Harvard. How could you suddenly be transferred to China by your Uncle Mo? You also joined Jingshen's company? "

Secretary An still kept a moderate smile: "This is what Uncle Mo means. Although the Mo Group is not part of the Mo family's company system, it is also the most influential company in the country, and it is tempered everywhere. Since Uncle Mo Let me go home, and I will come directly."

"Oh? What do you mean by Uncle Mo?" Old Man Mo's tone suddenly became lighter, with a faint pause.

Secretary An nodded: "When I came to the company to report, President Mo was on a business trip in the United Kingdom. Uncle Mo arranged for me to come in, so I saved a few handover procedures from the personnel department. It was only yesterday afternoon that I had the opportunity to see President Mo."

Ji Nuan was under the desk, and could hear that the new secretary named An Shuyan seemed to be familiar with the Mo family, and was a good family friend.

But she said she was sent back to China by Uncle Mo...

Uncle Mo?

Who else could Uncle Mo have in the Shine Group?

Mo Jingshen's parents have not been in the country for many years, and the Shine Group has always been in power by Mo Jingshen's father Mo Shaoze. When they got married six months ago, only Mo Jingshen's mother flew back to China to see her daughter-in-law in person. Haven't even seen a face.

Therefore, the so-called Uncle Mo in Secretary An's mouth, the Uncle Mo who is so familiar, should be Mo Shaoze.

Deliberately sending the daughter of a family friend back to China, and to Mo Jingshen's side, this... Wouldn't the meaning of this be too obvious?

Ji Nuan raised her eyes and looked at Mo Jingshen, who had been sitting quietly behind the desk without interjecting.

Aware of Ji Nuan's "hot" gaze, Mo Jingshen looked under the table with a vague gaze. His eyebrows were deep and calm, and he couldn't see what he was thinking about this secretary who had been forcibly squeezed in. and plan.

When they got married, Grandpa Mo was the one who insisted Ji Nuan marry him the most. He was also the one who loved Ji Nuan the most in the Mo family and protected Ji Nuan the most, but Mo Jingshen's father never showed up. He didn't know it was Shine. Too busy to have any ideas.

Now, with the sensitive perception of a woman, Ji Nuan was surprised that she had never been recognized as a daughter-in-law by Mo Jingshen's father.

Mr. Mo and Secretary An chatted a few more times, but Ji Nuan hardly listened to what they were talking about after that.

She has been looking at Mo Jingshen under the desk, and Mo Jingshen has always just listened to their conversation without saying a word.

Until Secretary An retire first because he still has work, Mr. Mo stood silently in the office and suddenly asked, "Jingshen, what do you think?"

Mo Jingshen hooked his lips coldly: "What do I think?"

"Your father is trying to be right with me. He knows that Ji Nuan has been married for so long, but he still doesn't give up. He wants to marry this girl An Shuyan to you." Mr. Mo was a little displeased in his words: " Now it is even more direct and blatant to send people from the United States,

It made it clear that I didn't take my fancy granddaughter-in-law into my eyes. "

"Although this girl from the An family is really good. I have seen her a few times when she was young, but you have always been not interested in this An Shuyan, neither cold nor cold, I have no intention of forcing it." Mr. Mo Sighed: "I hope that Ji Nuan girl doesn't know about this, otherwise if she thinks too much, I may not be able to hold my great-grandson for a while."

Mo Jingshen's eyebrows moved, and he chuckled meaningfully.

People are sitting under the table, how could they not know.

Ji Nuan: "..."

She did think, but not in a too negative way.

But it was just a secretary who came from the United States, and it wasn't sent to Mo Jingshen's bed. Even if it was sent to the bed, it was uncertain whether he would sleep or not. What could she think about?

"I have to go back and call your father. He is getting old and feels that his wings are hard. He can even ignore the granddaughter-in-law I think! I have to scold him!" , without turning his head back in anger.

Mo Jingshen didn't stop, hooked his lips, and at the moment when the office was quiet again, he glanced at the little woman who slowly emerged from under the table.

"How's the air down there?"

Mo Jingshen sat casually on the leather chair behind the desk, leaned back lazily, raised his hand and loosened the collar of his shirt, with a half-smile in his eyes.

After Ji Nuan got out, she stood up and said stubbornly: "Your desk is definitely made of pure high-grade solid wood. It doesn't have the smell of glue and formaldehyde that shouldn't be there at all. It's not bad."

Mo Jingshen raised his eyebrows lightly: "That's it?"

"Otherwise?" Ji Nuan raised her hand to tidy up her clothes that were slightly messed up because of the action just now.

She couldn't say that she was under the desk just now, and every time she raised her head, she would face Mo Jingshen's legs for the first time...

His sitting posture is not restrained, it is very plain and casual, and his legs are not overlapped, but slightly separated at will, and the legs wrapped in trousers are slender and strong, but every time she raises her eyes, the first thing that catches her eye is him... between the legs that location...

Seeing Ji Nuan's eyes floating, Mo Jingshen chuckled: "Why are you hiding so far? Come here."

Ji Nuan tugged on his coat, but didn't go.

Mo Jingshen got up, walked up to her, and looked down at the little woman who was more than a head shorter than her: "Do you mind?"

"I said I don't mind, would you believe me?"

I didn't think much about it, but it didn't mean I didn't mind.

With his dark and indifferent eyes, he looked at her expression of being rational but couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He raised his hand and pinched her snow-white ear without any earrings.

Ji Nuan trembled involuntarily.

I don't know if he was intentional or not, her fingers brushed over a sensitive spot behind her ear, and she raised her eyes to stare at him.