Chapter 37 Get Used to It

Jian Mo's heart was agitated. She didn't know if Gu Beichen knew something... But thinking about it, she thought it was impossible. After all, he has not come back from abroad...

Because Su Junli was by her side, she didn't dare to express too much. She just shrugged and said, "I still have to go to work, you..."

"I'll give it to you!" Su Junli did not expose Jian Mo's little thoughts.

Jian Mo nodded, but didn't refuse... Her car had to be repaired, and it was a bit difficult to take a taxi at this time. After all, last night was not a glorious event, and she didn't want the people around her to think anything about it.

Su Junli sent Jian Mo downstairs to the office building. When he saw her getting out of the car, he said with a slight smile, "Don't forget the banquet tomorrow night."

"Will I hear you playing?" Jian Mo asked half-jokingly.

Su Junli paused for a moment, then asked, "Do you want to hear it?"

Jian Mo frowned slightly, "Is there... a difference?"

Su Junli smiled. This kind of charity concert was just a formality and he would not actually perform on stage... Of course, if she wanted to listen, he wouldn't mind making an exception.

"Don't give me such a big desire for expansion, I'm afraid I'll get lost!" Jian Mo said with a smile while shaking her weight, blinking her eyes at the right time, her agile look was particularly charming.

Su Junli admitted that he had feelings for Jian Mo. There are not many women in today's society who are smart enough to keep themselves calm...

"talk to you tomorrow."

Jian Mo nodded and got out of the car, still worried about the minor car accident last night... Entering the elevator, she was thinking about whether to send another message to Gu Beichen, but she didn't know how to explain it.

After thinking for a long time, she could only tell the truth: That... the person who answered the phone was a kind person who drew a knife to help. Actually, I hope that person is yours. The moment I fell into coma, the person I thought of was you... It would be nice if you were around.

Even if you wear flattery, you will never wear it... Jian Mo looked at the last sentence and her body shook uncontrollably.

Somewhat chilly!

Gu Beichen was playing golf when the phone rang. He was surrounded by two foreigners. The three of them talked in English from time to time. In just a few words, they had reached a cooperation project worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Master Chen..." Xiao Jing stepped forward and handed over the phone.

Gu Beichen took the message and opened it, his steps stagnated slightly when he saw it. When he read the last sentence, a warm current seemed to slip through his heart. Soon, he unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth.

When a man answered the phone yesterday, he had already asked about the hospital situation. It was a minor car accident, but she was in a coma... Did you say you weren't worried? How could a woman who had been sleeping next to him for almost two years not be worried at all?

Gu Beichen turned off his phone, handed it to Xiao Jing, and continued to play ball...

Jian Mo didn't receive a reply from Gu Beichen when she arrived at the office, and she didn't care. It had been explained anyway, believe it or not, that was it.

"Momo, the director's phone number..." At the right moment, Su Ke raised the phone in his hand and shouted to Jian Mo.

Jian Mo walked over and picked up, "Director?"

"Chu Bian will come over at ten o'clock. I asked you to vacate the reception room No. 4 and prepare the design materials." Tang Haoyang's voice came with a hint of smile, "Jian Mo, you still have something to do. I feel like you didn't do anything when you took action." It's uncertain... I wouldn't be surprised if you say you have taken care of the Emperor later."

Jian Mo didn't listen to Tang Haoyang's words, but subconsciously clenched the handle of the phone and pursed her lips... She didn't know what Chu Zixiao meant. Did she have to be embarrassed again and again in order to heal his feelings for her in the first place? The anger of "dumping"!

Before ten o'clock, Jian Mo was waiting in the reception room No. 4... This time, she didn't let anyone follow her.

Chu Zixiao arrived on time. Xu had just come from school. He only wore a white shirt and a pair of black suit pants. He stood there as if everything would be eclipsed by him.

"Chu Bian!" Jian Mo greeted generously, as if nothing happened last night.

Chu Zixiao sat down on the side and looked at Jian Mo with a deep look. He didn't say anything, but just took out a cigarette and lit it... He took a puff slowly, his posture casually curled up.

Jian Mo frowned slightly. She didn't mind men smoking, but...when did he start smoking?

"Mind?" Chu Zixiao asked casually.

Jian Mo twitched her lips and had already lit it before asking if it was too late...

Shaking her head, she just pushed the ashtray over silently, and then said: "As for the design plan of Chutang Law Firm, I plan to start with the theme of being capable and calm..."

Chu Zixiao didn't speak, and just listened to Jian Mo's words, tapping the ashes with his fingers from time to time. All his movements reflected elegance on his body.

Jian Mo's mood became heavier and heavier, and she felt as if she couldn't breathe due to the atmosphere. "Chu Bian, is there anything that needs to be modified or added?"

Chu Zixiao did not speak immediately, but just put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. He slowly raised his eyes and said with a knowing look: "A law firm is a place where both lawyers and clients need to be calm. What do you think of matching the spring colors?" Is it really suitable?”

Jian Mo gritted her teeth secretly, "If Chu Bian feels dissatisfied with the color tone, I can change it..."

"The color scheme is mainly black and white..." Chu Zixiao said calmly, looking at Jian Mo with sharp eyes, "I don't like changes!"

Jian Mo's heart was so compressed that it was about to explode. She clutched the pen in her hand tightly, "Okay!"

Chu Zixiao smiled, "Do you know what I heard when I came in?" he asked, but did not let Jian Mo answer.

"Some people say that Jian Mo can get many projects that others can't get because he sold his body..." Chu Zixiao's eyes were slightly cold, thinking of yesterday's text message, "Jian Mo will wear privately customized luxury clothes." The quality may seem ordinary from head to toe, but every piece is handmade by a famous artist...well, it’s also acquired by sleeping in it.”

"Then what?" Jian Mo sneered.

"I was suddenly thinking..." Chu Zixiao's eyes became understanding, "How much do you need to spend the night with me?"

Jian Mo's heart suddenly felt as if a knife had been inserted into her heart, and her clenched teeth began to tremble, "You came here just to ask me this, right?" She was so proud that she could not tolerate being sad in front of him, "Chu Zixiao , no matter how much money I spend staying the night, it has nothing to do with you."

Chu Zixiao squinted slightly, "Don't you want to explain?" He felt a little heartbroken, "The Jian Mo I know is not such a person..."

Jian Mo smiled, "What kind of person do you know me? In fact, you already knew it from the time you came back and saw me... You have never known me before, right?"

Being exposed, Chu Zixiao frowned.

"You would ask me this, and you would even take time to come over today to discuss the first draft of the design...don't you just want to come over and question me after hearing that I was being raised?" Jian Mo sneered.

Chu Zixiao's eyes were filled with understanding, and he took out a photo and pushed it forward, "Jian Mo, anyone can do it, but why him?" The corner of his mouth cracked with sadness, it seemed to be painful, and it seemed to be numb.

Jian Mo lowered her eyes and her gaze fell on the photo. With just one glance, her eyes widened in an instant, with a look of complete disbelief on her face...