Looking at their familiar conversation, Ms. Rong asked them curiously, "do you know each other?"

Ao Jingmo's straight eyes have been staring at Ning Muchen without shifting the target. "I don't know, but I've heard about Miss Ning's name in Ao's family, so it's like old times at first sight."

Ning Muchen buried his head and muttered to himself, "what polite words are installed."

Ms. Rong could see from Ao Jingmo's eyes that he had an unusual idea of Ning Muchen, so she deliberately found a topic and wanted to leave, "well, you talk first. I have to go to the conference room to have a look."

Ao Jingmo nodded, "OK."

Ning Muchen saw that she was leaving and wanted to leave with her, "President Rong, let me go with you."

Ms. Rong looked back and smiled at her with deep meaning, "no, you and AO always have a good chat about the meeting."

Facing Ms. Rong's refusal, Ning Muchen can only pray silently for herself.

Ao Jingmo saw her so embarrassed and approached her, "you don't want to be with me."

Ning Muchen looked up and looked at him fearlessly. "I'm afraid Mr. Ao is worried too much. I just don't dare to be with you, a big man who has broken his word."

Watching her walk away from him, Ao Jingmo didn't quite understand her words, "when did I break my promise?"

Hearing the doubts of the people behind him, Ning Muchen replied in the corridor, "President Ao knows it in his heart."

Ao Jingmo secretly smiled: Ning Muchen, since I'm here, I won't let you get close to other men, and you don't want to escape from my world again.

....

In the conference room.

Ms. Rong, standing in front of the big screen, closed the screen and solemnly explained to everyone, "today's discussion meeting on small games with Aoshi group has been further analyzed by various departments. Then from next month, the company will officially cooperate with Aoshi group, hoping to make further achievements in the game industry!"

Here, there was a round of applause, and the elders of the company agreed one after another.

After the meeting, everyone had already left. About the same time, Ms. Rong specially left Ning Muchen. Ms. Rong and AO Jingmo walked in front and were still discussing work. Ning Muchen followed behind silently like a small attendant and listened to the guidance of the two predecessors.

Ms. Rong suddenly looked at the people next to her and said, "President Ao, what's the matter with you?"

Ning Muchen suddenly raised his head and looked at the back of Ao Jingmo in front of him. Gradually, he didn't just have spirit, and his body curled up slightly.

Ao Jingmo covered his chest and looked very uncomfortable. "President Rong, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. I guess I've made an old mistake and I'm a little out of breath."

Ms. Rong asked hurriedly, "do you want to go to the hospital to have a look?"

There were more and more onlookers coming and going. Ning Muchen came forward to see him for fear that he really had a good or bad.

"No," Ao Jingmo shook his head and asked her for instructions. "Just ask your staff to take me back to the hotel."

Ning Muchen was in a trance and returned to God. Shouldn't Ao Jingmo be pretending to be ill on purpose?

Ms. Rong understood what he meant, so she helped to cooperate and said to the people on the other side of Ao Jingmo: "Mu Chen, you can take president Ao back to the hotel and find a doctor to show him."

Ning Muchen listened and said, "but President Rong, there will be more in the group in a moment..."

Who knows, Ms. Rong resolutely cut off her reading and thought, "it's all right. I'll ask you for leave. You just go and come back to work tomorrow."

Ning Muchen had to agree, "OK."

After all, in full view of the public, if she refuses the boss's offer, it is estimated that many people will think she is young, frivolous and indifferent.

After Ms. Rong left, Ning Muchen looked at the end of Aojing with white lips. He seemed to be really something wrong. Ning Muchen didn't look at him, looked straight ahead and said in a slightly concerned tone: "are you okay?"

okay? Why is there no movement?

When he felt the weight on his shoulder, Ning Muchen looked back, hurriedly patted the back of the man on his shoulder, and kept calling him: "President Ao! Ao Jingmo! "

Ao Jingmo said hoarsely, "go back to the hotel."

"Good, good!" Ning Muchen believed in this and immediately took a bus back to the hotel with AO Jingmo.

When she got to Ao Jingmo's room, she laboriously threw Ao Jingmo on the bed. Looking at Ao Jingmo who had fallen asleep, she looked back to see if there was boiled water or something.

She went to the window, poured him a glass of hot water, and helped him to drink.

Ao Jingmo opened his eyes slightly and looked at her weakly. His hazy eyes looked at the person in front of him and determined that it was her, the face that made him miss so much.

"Actually, I'm fine." Ao Jingmo thought he'd better not lie to her, otherwise if it goes on like this, she'll have to go again.

Ning Muchen listened to his frank words and didn't choose to forgive him. Instead, he stood up angrily, "I knew you played with me!"

Ao Jingmo also stood up, grabbed her arm with one hand and asked in a questioning tone: "obviously still love me, why do you pretend not to love?"

Ning Muchen smiled contemptuously, "I don't need to forgive my own enemy."

Ao Jingmo's hot temper gradually subsided. It turned out that she was still stubborn about it.

Ao Jingmo's attitude changed greatly, released her hand and went to the window, "well, be angry. Meet again after a long separation. Have a drink."

He poured two glasses of red wine and handed one to Ning Muchen.

Ning Muchen turned his head directly, "don't drink."

Ao Jingmo knew she would refuse, so he made up another lie, "drink this glass of wine and you can go back."

"OK." Ning Muchen angrily took the glass from his hand, drank it up, put down the glass and ran to the door.

However, three steps, just three steps, she felt uncomfortable, dizzy, and then fainted.

Ao Jingmo looked at the red wine cup in his hand. He drank it calmly. Who knows, it felt really fast. After a while, he fainted.

It's night.

Situ Yi received Qian Qian in the evening. If the teacher hadn't called him, Qian Qian would still be playing alone in the school.

He sat on the sofa, holding a book in his hand, watching the heavy rain outside the window, and his heart was outside.

When Qian Qian noticed the lonely adult on the sofa, he came over and asked, "situ daddy, where the hell has my mommy gone? Why haven't you come back yet? "

As soon as situ Yi heard that the little guy was coming, he returned to his mind, put the book in his hand on the tea table, and held the little guy in his arms with one hand, as if he knew the big brother's smile: "dry, good Mommy will come back later. You go to bed first, and Mommy will come back when you fall asleep."

"Really?" A surprised face with a small head.