Before Yan Mo could kiss her, a loud "bang" was heard in the room.

"Gong Ling." Yan Mo was startled and quickly opened the door and entered the room.

Si Ze was worried that something uncontrollable might have happened inside, so he shouted to Yan Mo who had entered the room, "Mo Mo, I'm at the door. Call me if you need anything."

As Yan Mo stepped into the room, the strong smell of alcohol hit him in the face. Through the soft moonlight, Yan Mo vaguely saw a figure lying on the ground.

"Lingling..." Yan Mo called out tentatively.

"silently."

"Why don't you turn on the light!" Hearing Gong Ling's voice, Yan Mo breathed a sigh of relief and went to the entrance to turn on the light. The moment the light was turned on, Yan Mo was stunned. No wonder there was such a strong smell of alcohol. The whole room was in a mess, with wine bottles everywhere.

Yan Mo stood on tiptoe, came to Gong Ling's side, helped her up, and sat her down on the sofa:

"Gong Ling, even if we break up, you can't treat yourself like this!"

"Before we talked, I told you that you and Zhou Fengfeng are not suitable."

“Woo…”

Yan Mo thought he had touched a sore spot for Gong Ling, which made her cry. He then quickly hugged her and offered some random words of comfort:

"Lingling, it's okay, it's okay. We're done now. If you like young handsome guys, we can build a villa like that and keep a thousand or eight hundred people there, waiting for you to order us around."

"Momo, it's not a young hunk, it's an old man," Gong Ling interrupted.

"Okay, since you still like older men, then we can each raise half of them."

"No," Gong Ling corrected: "I slept with the boss..." The last two words "friend" were covered up by Gong Ling's burp.

"Oh, just go to sleep!" Yan Mo took it up casually.

Suddenly,

Yan Mo stood up suddenly, his voice rising a few notches:

"What, you slept with your boss?"

Gong Ling works at Zhenghong. Isn’t Zhenghong’s boss Si Ze?

Her husband slept with her best friend, and Yan Mo felt mixed emotions.

Yan Mo wanted to ask clearly, but Gong Ling had already fallen asleep.

The door of the room was half-open, and Si Ze heard every word of their conversation.

Si Ze was frowning and without thinking, he pushed the door open and walked in.

"Scumbag."

What came towards him was an indiscriminate slap in the face.

"Mo Mo." Si Ze's face was terribly dark. He grabbed Yan Mo's wrist and shouted, "Can you use your brain? I've been staying in Jiangcheng with you for the past half month!"

"Then it's possible that it happened half a month ago!" Between best friends and men, women usually subconsciously believe what their best friends say, and Yan Mo is no exception.

"You're talking nonsense! She didn't break up half a month ago!" Si Ze was speechless.

"What's wrong with having a boyfriend? One-night stands are a lot of things."

It's very scary when a woman gets stuck in a dead end. It makes no sense at all. Si Ze has experienced this.

"What do you want me to do to make you believe me?" Si Ze didn't want to reason with Yan Mo anymore, so he asked.

"I believe what I heard. I've known Gong Ling for so many years. She wouldn't play such a joke on me."

"So, you would rather believe what she says when she's drunk than believe me?" Si Ze stared into Yan Mo's eyes and asked word by word.

Yan Mo lowered his head, twisting the corner of his clothes with his fingers, not knowing how to answer.

Logically, she should trust Si Ze, as they have been together for some time recently.

but,

Gong Ling's words lingered in her mind. Even if it was only a one in a million possibility, Yan Mo couldn't believe him completely in her heart.

Si Ze's face became completely gloomy. He picked up the cup from the tea room and went into the bathroom. When he came back, he was holding a glass of cold water in his hand. He walked to the sofa and poured the whole glass of water accurately on Gong Ling's face.

"You can ask her yourself." After saying that, he threw away the cup, turned around and left.

Yan Mo raised his leg and wanted to chase after him.

"Momo?" In such a cold day, Gong Ling woke up instantly after a glass of ice water was poured on her face.

He glanced outside the door, then glanced at Gong Ling, who was soaking wet.

After making a decision, Yan Mo put down his hand that was about to open the door and returned to the sofa:

"Lingling, you're awake. Are you okay?"

"It's okay. When did you come back? And..." Gong Ling wiped the water droplets off her face and asked doubtfully, "Did you splash this water?"

Yan Mo said, "Go take a shower first, and we'll talk later. Don't catch a cold."

The south is different from the north. Although there is air conditioning, it still can't keep out the cold winter temperature. Gong Ling shivered and decisively went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Now Yan Mo's whole mind was on the look in Si Ze's eyes when he walked to the door and looked back at her. Yan Mo knew that he must be angry.

Yan Mo took out his cell phone, entered WeChat, typed "Si Ze, are you angry?" and was about to send it, but after thinking about it, he deleted it, typed it again, and deleted it again.

After repeating this several times, Yan Mo sighed, turned off his phone, and ultimately sent nothing.

Si Ze was sitting in the presidential suite on the top floor, holding the year-end summary sheet sent by the vice president in his hand, but his eyes kept looking at his phone.

Si Ze put down the documents in annoyance, stood up and left the room. The vice president and manager Zhu wiped the sweat from their foreheads from time to time, not daring to breathe, and followed behind Si Ze.

"Mr. Si, which floor are we going to?" Manager Zhu asked cautiously, standing at the elevator entrance.

"First floor." Si Ze said coldly.

soon.

The elevator stops at the first floor.

The cold air emanating from Si Ze's body made people three meters away avoid him.

"Arrange a car for me." Si Ze ordered as he walked.

"Yes." The lobby manager ran out to make arrangements.

After leaving the hotel, Si Ze stopped in front of the car he drove in and told the driver, "Wait here for the young mistress."

"yes."

After explaining everything, Si Ze got into the car arranged by the lobby manager and drove away from the hotel.

Yan Mo knew that Si Ze was angry, but she didn't expect him to abandon her and leave.

When the bathroom door opened, Yan Mo had almost finished tidying up the room.

She was quite puzzled. Others got drunk at home, but Gong Ling came to the hotel to get drunk.

"My dear little Momo, you are the best." Seeing that the room was clean and tidy again, Gong Ling hugged Yan Mo and kissed him.

"Go away, it stinks." Yan Mo pushed Gong Ling away and wiped his face in disgust. Then, he asked nervously, "You just said that you slept with your boss. Was it Si Ze?"

"No, no, our boss is that tough and aloof type, I can't get on with that." Gong Ling was terrified, shaking her head like a rattle, and explained, "He's a friend of our boss."

"Friend? Who is it?" Yan Mo asked nervously, "It's really not your boss?"

"What do you want me to have with our boss?" Gong Ling looked at Yan Mo puzzledly, not knowing what she meant: "Or do you mind what we have?"

The woman was thoughtful and careful, and Gong Ling sensed something from Yan Mo's unusual behavior.

"That's not the case." Yan Mo smiled and avoided Gong Ling's suspicious look.

"Then who is the man you are talking about?" Yan Mo remembered that Gong Ling seemed to have always liked men like Xun Jiage.

No, Xun Jiage has not been in Mo City during this period.

"Gu Zhengshan?" Yan Mo had a flash of inspiration and gave a name.