The girl glanced at the sofa over there and nodded: "I know."

She knows much more than that.

"Then..." Lin Ruo wanted to speak but stopped. When she reacted, she felt that she was crazy. What was she thinking? With An Ran's identity, she had such a powerful father. What was she doing? But she was still worried about her future.

But it was obvious that the man on the sofa over there seemed to have heard something and looked here.

A deep and rare glance.

She had been so busy that she had no time to take care of her and care about her. An Ran was quiet and she was alone. She was alone in the New Year visiting relatives at Monet's family. She also walked with him. Mo Yubei and his wife treated them a little embarrassedly. An Ran could see that Mo Huaiyuan didn't want his uncle and aunt to know about the things that happened back then, so she also pretended to be stupid. When asked why they didn't go back to An's house, An Ran thought for a while and said, "I have had some conflicts with my father, and it's not good to have a big quarrel, so you just think I'm running away."

Mo Yubei and his wife smiled awkwardly, and never dared to mention it from beginning to end.

It was the second week after the New Year. After the fifteenth year, he had to take the time to go back to Maicheng. Mayor Chen called him and said that he would give him a surprise after the New Year. He didn't say anything, but only told Mayor Chen that he would send An Ran back.

Mayor Chen was stunned and quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay, someone in charge of the Ministry of Water Resources. She's fine for a few days late. Secretary An is sick, so it's good to spend more time with her, I know."

Mo Huaiyuan didn't explain and hung up the phone silently.

Maicheng had no surprises to him. He went there because of her. Until now, he still spoiled her and indulged her. It was just that he no longer forced some things.

But when Lin Ruo's tone just now, it seemed as if the little thing had done something against the will.

"...We have to get this approval document as soon as possible. I have already made an appointment with Minister Li for dinner on Friday. I have to deal with him even if I die. Are you okay? Can you come back before Friday?" Monet interrupted his thoughts and recalled his consciousness.

"able."

He nodded and had already calculated the time.

A few days ago, he received a call from Qu Weilan. It was very sudden. He didn't want to answer it. Thinking about the New Year's Day, he answered it.

But unexpectedly, Qu Weilan will be in Kyoto at this moment.

He asked subconsciously: "What are you doing when you come to Kyoto at this time?"

Qu Weilan smiled bitterly, knowing that he would never guess that she was here for him. Her voice trembled slightly, "It's traveling. Let's take advantage of the Chinese New Year to see the snow scene in the north and relax."

She said: "It's a pity that you're not here."

"I won't be here in the future. I can still meet you for the last time when I return to Maicheng after the New Year."

"OK."

As Qu Weilan finished speaking, a man opposite him walked towards her with a smile in the heavy snow, and handed her a steaming meat burrito unique to the northern breakfast.

She was wandering around Kyoto for several days, but she didn't expect Ke Yan to come to Kyoto alone to find her back. She knew that after hanging up the phone, something would be completely over.

So for a moment, she was in a depressed mood and her eyes were sore and swollen.

Air tickets after the New Year are no longer so difficult to book. One day, Mo Huaiyuan suddenly remembered and hurriedly booked two. His itinerary had already been arranged, but he had not notified him yet.

An Ran knocked the report and sent it out. He breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the cool soy milk and asked for a sip.

The little hand passed by, but it was empty. She was stunned and looked up, but saw a good-looking hand removing the cold soy milk, changing to a cup of hot, pushing it over to her.

"I don't have time to accompany you today. I'm leaving soon. You'll stay by yourself. The day after tomorrow we will go back to Maicheng and prepare your ID card." He notified her in a deep voice.

An Ran was ready, so she took a sip of soy milk, raised her watery eyes and looked at him, nodding.

She didn't ask what she was going back to do?

Mo Huaiyuan couldn't help but think that he glanced at her and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch her head.

He is not a cold-blooded animal, and he is moved by her companionship these days, not to mention that she is a spoiled lady who gives up her status and warm home, and follows him through the steel and concrete construction site. She is busy and hungry and full, and she doesn't say anything, and accepts everything naturally and takes it indifferently.

After agreeing to let herself not think about why she did this, Mo Huaiyuan automatically blocked the thoughts in his mind.

She wants to do so, just do whatever she wants.

Tang is just willful and will always end. She will not be like this forever, nor can she do this forever.

Monet packed up his things and called him, and the two hurried out again.

Before leaving, the kiss Mo Huaiyuan printed on her lips was exactly the same as the fragrance of soy milk in her mouth. An Ran had seen Feng Yue, but she was still blushed by this kiss in public and her heart beat.

No one knows these days, she is very satisfied.

She felt that her whole life had never been so good. She had a firm belief, clear goals, and she would be rewarded with her efforts. She could clearly feel Mo Huaiyuan's softening. He might not have let go of hatred so quickly, but he was already looking forward. Just like these days he was busy starting a business with Monet, not to distract himself from holding grudges, but to have quickly walked out of the haze, and he was planning his next life very seriously.

——So, where are there people who are born stupid?

If you can't guess what he is thinking and what he is going to do next, it proves that you don't pay much attention to him and care about him!

An Ran shook her head, not letting herself think so much, jumped down and turned off the computer, locked the door, and ran down alone.

The plane glided across the sky, and on the runway of Luomaicheng, the huge roar gradually slowed down and slowly stopped.

An Ran was very tired of sleeping this time, and his bones were hurting. When he was woken up, he was confused and subconsciously stretched his waist and naturally hugged the person next to him.

Mo Huaiyuan held her with one hand and continued the phone with the other. As soon as the phone was turned on, the phones came one after another.

"...I know much more about the process of the bidding project than you. It is not that you have done more work in the later stages, but in the early stages. It is impossible for you to bribe all eight experts, and it is impossible to completely avoid emergencies, so just make full preparations and deal with them at any time... Well, I'm here, I'll notify me of the results in the evening..."

She stared at the man in front of her blankly. His indifference and rigor have always been famous. Someone said this when she was in Maicheng, but she had never noticed it. He was like this to anyone.

It’s just that he has become a habit for her. He can’t pretend for a few days. When he is exposed, he simply stops pretending.

An Ran didn't know what he was thinking deep in his heart, but she was not panicked because she knew clearly what she was thinking and what she was going to do, which would make her firm enough.

When she got up, her waist softened, she frowned and held the chair, feeling a sensation of falling apart, and it hurts to pull.

Mo Huaiyuan was holding his luggage, and he froze and asked, "What's wrong?"

An Ran shook her head, her face pale when she felt pain for a moment. She bit her lips and stiffened her body and waited for the severe pain to pass. It took a while before she recovered.

"Maybe it's twisted, it's okay, let's go."

Mo Huaiyuan frowned thoughtfully and thought for a while, but didn't care and pulled her away.

The cars on the municipal side had already parked there waiting for them.

"Deputy Mayor Mo," the new secretary was very young and replaced Zou Yan's position. He came up with a smile. He wanted to pick up his luggage but found that they had no luggage at all. He simply stopped and said, "Engineer An, Mayor Chen is waiting for you in the municipal administration. I asked me to pick up someone and see what you arranged. Should I go back to my residence to rest first, or go directly over?"

residence?

An Ran remembered their warm little "home" in Maicheng last year.

Mo Huaiyuan shook her hand and asked in a deep voice: "I have a tight schedule. I want to go there first, what about you?"

An Ran said: "I want to go back to my residence, rest and go there again, just wait for me."

She came here to continue working. Mo Huaiyuan didn't know what she was looking for Mayor Chen, but she didn't have time to think about it, so she had to make such arrangements first.

...

An Ran returned to that little "home" by himself.

The south is clean and the air is good. The change has been overturned this month when they returned, but there is no trace of dust here, exactly the same as when they left.

She really missed that time.

I miss Mo Huaiyuan, who didn't know the truth at that time, at that time, at least there was no shadow in his heart.
Chapter completed!