Chapter 133 Pretending to Be a Stranger

After enduring it, Jian Mo still answered the phone...

Chu Zixiao leaned on the car, looked at the stars in the sky and said quietly: "Tomorrow is the day of draft submission at the Emperor's Club. Are you confident?"

"You know?" Jian Mo exclaimed softly.

Chu Zixiao lowered his eyes, "Well, I know..."

Know that you want to get this opportunity, know that you want to get the specifications for your work after winning, and even more know... you want to go to UCL for further study.

"I don't know for sure..." Jian Mo told the truth, "But it's still an opportunity anyway."

"Momo, you will succeed..." Chu Zixiao's deep voice made people feel a little ethereal.

Jian Mo frowned slightly, not sure whether his words were encouragement or meant, but she just had a fuzzy feeling in her heart, "I hope so."

The corner of Chu Zixiao's mouth curled up with complicated emotions, "Tomorrow..." He paused, then said after a change of words, "Come on."

"Well, thank you!" Jian Mo pursed her lips and said.

Chu Zixiao's lips curled up in self-mockery, when...when did the two of them talk so mechanically that it was embarrassing?

In silence, the two of them just held up their mobile phones, and neither of them opened their mouths to continue talking. They were so quiet that they could feel each other's breathing.

"Well..." Jian Mo broke the silence, "I'm going to rest first..."

"Momo," Chu Zixiao called out, and then quietly said, "I'll wait for you."

"Huh?" Jian Mo said quietly without reacting for a moment.

"It's okay..." Chu Zixiao did not explain, "Good night!"

"Good night..." Jian Mo replied instinctively, then hung up the phone.

Looking at the 3D renderings on the computer screen, Jian Mo always felt that Chu Zixiao's call was a bit strange... It felt like he wanted to convey something to her, but was unwilling to say it.

After breaking up at Luo University that day, Chu Zixiao did not appear in her world for several days...

Maybe it's because Shen Chu's appearance in the past few days has disturbed her, maybe it's because Jian Heng's appearance has left her with lingering fear, so much so that she almost forgot about him!

A first love that I loved so deeply that even thinking about it in the past two years would be painful... She seemed to have come out of that love inexplicably!

Lowering her eyes, she looked at the cell phone that she had accidentally pressed again. It happened to be pressed against 'Mr. He actually dialed the number...

Jian Mo was so frightened that she hurriedly cut off the phone. The prayer signal had not yet been sent.

However, not even two seconds after thinking like this, she suddenly began to look forward to... looking forward to Gu Beichen coming back.

The ringtone of the cell phone came a minute later, and Jian Mo's heart jumped subconsciously.

She swallowed secretly and looked at her phone, which showed "Mr. G". Jian Mo's heart suddenly rose to her throat...

After enduring it, she still picked it up and put it to her ear. Before she could speak, a low and magnetic voice came from the other side, "What? You're not sleeping yet?"

"Already asleep..." Jian Mo lied smoothly.

Gu Beichen heard a cold snort, "Did you call me while sleeping?"

"When did I call you?" Jian Mo felt uncomfortable when she heard Gu Beichen's cold voice, and she retorted in a higher tone.

Gu Beichen was silent for a moment, and then said: "Jian Mo, next, are you going to say that... the phone was on the bed, and it fell on her when she turned over?"

"..." Jian Mo was silent for a moment, "I pressed him accidentally."

Gu Beichen heard that Jian Mo didn't lie this time, but just because he heard it, he became unhappy...

There was a "beep beep" hang-up sound from the phone. Jian Mo opened her eyes in shock. Didn't she realize that Gu Beichen hung up the phone without saying anything?

"Dropped the call?" Jian Mo muttered to herself, "Or... Shen Chu crushed his phone?"

Either way, Jian Mo felt like a fool...

With a self-deprecating smile, Jian Mo checked the design drawing again, and after confirming that it was correct, she turned off the computer and went to wash up and go to bed...

What she should be thinking about now is not the outcome that has been set long ago, but that she should go all out to fight for this opportunity...whether it is for her mother or herself.

The next day, the weather in Los Angeles was still very good, making people suddenly feel like they had traveled back to summer from autumn.

The pitch began at ten o'clock in the morning. Jian Mo went to the company first, and then went to the Emperor Group headquarters building with Xiang Wan and everyone's encouragement.

"Sister Mo, there's nothing wrong with me, why am I so nervous?" Sitting in the elevator leading to the conference room, Xiang Wan took several deep breaths but couldn't calm down her nervousness. "Sister Mo, are you nervous?"

Jian Mo was lying if she said she wasn't nervous, but she had no way out...

Mr. Yu advanced her one million salary, took care of her mother's health, and even divorced Gu Beichen...everything would put pressure on her future life.

There was a "ding" sound, and Xiang Wan and Jian Mo subconsciously wanted to go out... But when they saw the number and stopped on the fifth floor, the two looked at each other and felt that they were too nervous.

A sound of "crash" came immediately, the elevator door opened, and the two of them subconsciously looked towards the door...

Gu Beichen stood there with one hand holding his pocket, followed by Susan, Xiao Jing and two people who looked like they were in their forties and looked like supervisors.

Jian Mo didn't expect to meet Gu Beichen as soon as she came in. Xiang Wan widened her eyes and exclaimed, "Mr. Chen?" As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly covered her mouth, feeling very rude.

Gu Beichen did not move, his eyes fell on Jian Mo's face so indifferently that it was impossible to tell what emotion he was feeling.

Susan and Xiao Jing did not speak, but a supervisor behind them said: "Which department are you from? Is this a special elevator?"

Xiang Wan shook his head and said subconsciously: "Sorry, we are here to participate in the competition... I didn't know this was a special elevator..."

Jian Mo pursed her lips, "Sorry, let's transfer to another bus." After saying that, as if she didn't know Gu Beichen at all, she nodded slightly and apologized before walking out.

"Just take this one..." Gu Beichen said coldly and walked in immediately.

The elevator is very large, and there is plenty of room for seven people, but... the apparently sparse space seems to be filled with heart-wrenching pressure.

Xiang Wan clutched the computer bag in her hand, her eyes kept wandering, but she didn't know what she was looking at. She just felt that her heart was suppressed by the sudden cold and solemn atmosphere and she couldn't breathe...

Gu Beichen and Jian Mo stood in front almost parallel to each other. Neither of them looked at the other, and they didn't even bother to give each other a glance.

Susan and Xiao Jam secretly exchanged glances with grins, feeling that there seemed to be something unusual between the two people... Even if they pretended not to know each other, they wouldn't have such an aura.

On the other hand, the two supervisors who were following him were a little shocked that Gu Beichen would agree to these two people traveling together... According to the president's temper, shouldn't he ask the other company directly and then issue the order to "be permanently isolated from the emperor"?

The space where the silence was so dense that each other's breathing was clearly audible was broken when a "ding" sound came. Xiang Wan was the first to secretly breathe a sigh of relief. He had never been lucky that the elevator could arrive so quickly.

When the elevator door opened, Jian Mo smiled professionally at Gu Beichen with the attitude of a stranger and someone looking for a cooperative company, "Thank you, Mr. Gu!"

After saying this, Jian Mo took Xiang Wan out of the elevator gracefully. From beginning to end, there was no emotion at all.