Chapter 72: Mo Jingshen, My Man!

Walking out of the office, Ji Nuan was still wondering if Grandpa Mo and Mo Jingshen's father would have a fierce battle recently, and he didn't know who would win the "grandson-in-law" battle between this old man and his son.

But the fundamental victory or defeat seems to be the key to Mo Jingshen.

Just thinking about it, Mo Jingshen suddenly took her wrist and walked towards the direction of the elevator. She caught a glimpse of a female employee passing by, looking at this direction with envy and surprise.

Would it be too high-profile to show affection so directly in the company?

Ji Nuan was busy pulling out her hand, but Mo Jingshen tightened his grip on her hand and didn't give her a chance to escape.

When he was about to walk to the exclusive elevator, he vaguely saw the female employees mumbling cautiously while holding their hearts, but couldn't hear what they were mumbling.

How could she know that any employee in the company could not be shocked when they saw this scene.

President Mo is in the company, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is cold-faced. The employees are afraid of making a mistake in front of the CEO. After all, the Mo family is not such a good place to stay, and no one can live here casually. , President Mo has never been so patient and kind in the company. He won't get angry easily, but he's definitely not so easy to talk about. In everyone's heart, President Mo is only cold and cold...

But who would have thought that President Mo would dote on his wife so much? !

President Mo's gentle and smiling glance at Ji Nuan just now was killing him——

"President Mo." Just when the exclusive elevator stopped on the top floor, before the door opened, Secretary An's voice suddenly came from beside him.

When Ji Nuan heard the voice, she subconsciously turned her head to look at her first.

Secretary An's eyes were fixed on Mo Jingshen.

Mo Jingshen didn't look back, his voice was shallow and cold: "What's the matter?"

"You have a meeting with the CEO of DC Group at 2:00 pm, and go to the conference room at 4:00 pm to hear the monthly summary of the finance department. Are you going out now? Do you need me to move your afternoon schedule to tomorrow?"

An Shuyan's eyes looked at Mo Jingshen without blinking. During this period of time, he did not look at Ji Nuan again from the beginning to the end.

Mo Jingshen's tone was very light: "The DC meeting has been moved to tomorrow morning, and I will be back to the company before four o'clock."

An Shuyan's expression did not change, but he reminded softly: "But President Mo, the CEO of DC Group has been meeting with you for over a month, and finally got the approval. Today, I can finally negotiate with you in person..."

Next to Mo Jingshen, Ji Nuan said in a low voice that only he could hear: "If you have something to do in the afternoon, you can do it first. I just mentioned hot pot casually, and it's not a must."

As soon as the words fell, his palm was pinched quietly, and her hand was held in his palm.

Ji Nuan said nothing.

This Secretary An explained his "busyness" in the afternoon in such detail that she didn't believe it was not intended to tell her.

Although the secretary is the secretary, Mo Jingshen is the person in charge of the company. He has control over everything. If Mo Jingshen didn't feel the need to give the company too much face, Ji Nuan consciously didn't say much.

"President Mo, it's almost two o'clock. If you don't have anything important, you should wait until the people from DC have seen it..." An Shuyan still had a formulaic tone, his eyes still staring at Mo Jingshen's side Face.

Mo Jingshen's expression was natural and ordinary, and his tone was light: "Ji Nuan is hungry and can't wait."

Very understatement.

Ji Nuan smiled silently, wanting to pinch him.

She wasn't reincarnated by a starving ghost, who said she couldn't wait!

She kept silent, didn't pinch him, and didn't look at Secretary An again, she just used her fingernails to prick his palm quietly, but in exchange for him to hold it tighter.

An Shuyan paused, his face was calm, he nodded slowly, and smiled again: "Okay, I understand, President Mo."

Mo Jingshen has always been an alienated and indifferent man in the few times she has seen since childhood, but for the first time, she felt that his alienation was further away, his indifference was even colder, and the distance was obviously wider than before. .

Until the two walked into the elevator, An Shuyan saw the door slowly closing in the elevator. She held the document in her hand and was silent for a long time, then turned and walked away with her expression unchanged.

"She seems to be an opponent..." Ji Nuan said casually in the elevator, beside Mo Jingshen.

Mo Jingshen glanced at her: "Huh?"

"She is very calm." Ji Nuan commented.

It was the calmness towards Mo Jingshen, a man who was bound to win, and the calmness that didn't take Ji Nuan's existence into consideration at all.

Calm enough to arouse Ji Nuan's little desire to win, he raised his hand and took Mo Jingshen's arm, saying firmly, "But some people, no matter how good or confident they are, can't get involved in other people's marriages and be the mistress, Mo Jingshen, No matter how many women you are staring at, you can only be my man!"

Mo Jingshen smiled hoarsely: "Well, you man."

Ji Nuan raised her eyes and looked at the mirror reflecting on the elevator door, they were standing together.

The man is very handsome, the gray shirt has a clean temperament, his hair is as clean as it has been washed a thousand times a day, he doesn't need hairspray or any styling, he is so handsome that people can't take his eyes off him. Standing casually, he looked very straight, and he was looking down at her beside her, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

...

The place to go is downstairs in his company. The two did not drive, but walked there directly.

After entering the hot pot city, Ji Nuan asked, "Are you sure you can eat spicy food?"

She couldn't bear it herself, but sometimes she was a little slanderous and wanted to eat it, but she didn't seem to know Mo Jingshen's favorite taste very well.

This Mrs. Mo is really ashamed...

When Mo Jingshen entered the door, he gave her a neither deep nor shallow look, obviously he had some prejudice against her common sense problem.

Ji Nuan simply stopped talking, went in and found a seat to sit down. I couldn't make a reservation by phone just now, but fortunately there were not many people dining at this time, and a good seat by the window on the second floor was empty.

"Welcome, how many people are you dining with?" The waiter came over.

"Two people." Ji Nuan replied.

Mo Jingshen didn't speak, he sat down directly opposite her, took the menu from the waiter, and put it on her side without looking at it: "Order what you like."

Seeing that President Mo didn't seem uncomfortable with the smell of hot pot in the room, Ji Nuan lowered his head to look at the menu, made a check mark on it, and after a while he raised his head to look at him: "Do you like it? ... Vegetables or meat? For meat, mutton or beef? Duck intestines and louvers?"

After asking, he saw that Mo Jingshen glanced at her again with very disapproving eyes.

Ji Nuan raised her hand and stroked her forehead. She didn't know her husband's preferences, and she didn't want to. She must know more and remember them all in the future!