It was past 9:30 and Xiao Xingyu still hadn't returned.
Zhang Moyan felt like she was being hooked. She was the mule circling around the millstone, and Xiao Xingyu was the big red carrot tied in front of the mule.
The large leather sofa was so comfortable. After a week of regular sleep and rest in the hospital, Zhang Moyan gradually felt sleepy. After a few yawns, she felt sleepy again and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.
The giant glass screen blocks out the hustle and bustle of the city, and the flashing neon lights change and flow in the silence. Whether it is the mountains or the city, under this sky, time flows quietly, and has remained unchanged for thousands of years.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a slight click and Zhang Moyan felt a light above her head. She raised her hands to cover her eyes and took a few seconds to react before rubbing her eyelids and opening her eyes.
Lights filled half of the room like a silver waterfall, and the bright and clean furnishings around reflected the sparkling light. A tall man stood at the door, turning on the light, his back straight, shoulders broad and legs long. In the brilliant light, his figure was sharp and handsome, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes as he looked at her.
Zhang Moyan stood up dazed and said drowsily, "You're back?"
It was as if she was a young wife waiting alone in her empty room for her husband to come back from his life of luxury.
"You're still here?" Xiao Xingyu pressed another switch, and the whole room became brighter.
Zhang Moyan asked dazedly, "Didn't you ask me to wait for you?"
Xiao Xingyu rubbed his nose: "You are too honest!"
After saying that, he took out his phone and dialed a number. The call was connected within three seconds: "Get over here!"
Xiao Xingyu was leaning against the door with his hands folded. Less than a minute later, he heard the sound of thumping footsteps running towards him in a panic.
"Brother Yu, what do you want?" It was Xiaowa's voice.
"Come here," Xiao Xingyu waved his hand, and when someone got close, he stretched out his arm to hit him: "I asked you to take care of people, but you were busy giving rockets to your female anchor!"
Xiao Wa used his arms to block the blow and jumped away to avoid the fatal blow. He looked into the living room and was shocked: "Sister, you haven't left yet?"
Of course Zhang Moyan didn't leave.
Xiao Wa swallowed and looked at Xiao Xingyu's cold face tremblingly: "Brother Yu, I just saw that the lights were out, I... I thought she was gone."
At the end of the speech, the sound was thinner than the sound of a mosquito flying.
Xiao Xingyu slapped him in from outside the door and said, "What do you think? Why don't you think you're going to die?"
A sturdy young man was hit by him and slipped. As soon as he could stand, he bent down and apologized to Zhang Moyan.
"Sister, sister, I'm sorry for my negligence. I really didn't know you were still here... I apologize to you. Please don't blame Brother Yu for the mistakes of others!"
Xiao Xingyu frowned when he heard this: "What does it have to do with me?"
Xiao Wa immediately changed his tone: "Ah, it's all my fault. Brother Yu had to accompany a client and was unsure when he would be back, but I should have come to chat with you. Not only did I not come, I also watched the live broadcast, making you so bored..."
Brother Xiaowa said a long string of words, but was interrupted by Xiao Xingyu's shout of "Get out".
Zhang Moyan was no longer sleepy and was completely awake.
But Xiao Wa Ge refused to move. He stood there with his heels stuck as if they were glued, staring at Xiao Xingyu with eager eyes, like a large dog afraid of being abandoned by its owner.
Xiao Xingyu looked at him and waved his hand angrily: "Pour two cups of tea!"
"Hey, I'll go right away. Don't be angry, Brother Yu, wait a moment!" Brother Xiaowa was as if he had been pardoned. He was out of danger and ran away with a silly smile.
"Sit down," Xiao Xingyu turned around and called to Zhang Moyan, striding towards her with his long legs. "Sorry to have kept you waiting. Why didn't reporter Jin come today?"
"Huh? Oh, he has other work arrangements today."
Zhang Moyan was happy for Jin Xueyang. Jin Xueyang, oh Jin Xueyang, you see, your teacher Xiao still thinks about you. She couldn't help but say positively: "If you want to see him, I can..."
"No need!" Xiao Xingyu waved his hand casually and turned to sit on a sofa next to her.
Zhang Moyan felt sad for Jin Xueyang for 3 seconds.
Xiao Xingyu looked at her inexplicably dazed, and curled the corner of his mouth to the side: "Reporter Zhang is much more persistent than Reporter Jin. You are such a hard-core law-abiding person who won't give up. If you don't know the situation, you might think you are going to chase me!"
Zhang Moyan displayed a weathered and tempered demeanor: "No, waiting for someone is a common occurrence for reporters."
Xiao Xingyu didn't say anything.
The door was pushed open, and Xiao Wa Ge squeezed in with his shoulder against the door, holding two white porcelain cups. He walked in front of them and put down the two cups.
"Thank you." Zhang Moyan stood up to hold the cup, while Xiao Xingyu stood still like a Buddha.
"Sister, you sit down!" Xiao Wa quickly stepped aside: "Let me do it before I burn you!"
Zhang Moyan had no choice but to sit back down.
Perhaps because he had just neglected Zhang Moyan, Xiaowa was now particularly enthusiastic in his service as if to make up for it: "Sister, this is Tianxin Village Dahongpao, do you want to smell it? I'll open the cup for you, you can drink it later, the water is a little hot now..."
A piercing cold light shot out. Xiao Wa tilted his head slightly, and his peripheral vision met the man's sharp death gaze. He immediately lowered his voice and hurriedly finished, "I'm leaving...Brother Yu, I'll be outside. Call me if you need anything."
After saying this, he closed the door and left without hesitation.
Only Zhang Moyan and Xiao Xingyu were left in the reception room. After waiting for four or five hours, they finally got the chance to talk to him. Just as Jin Xueyang said, if Xiao Xingyu refused again, the interview would definitely be over.
This was a hard-earned opportunity, so she couldn't act rashly and had to savor every word of the conversation.
"Can I ask you a question?" Zhang Moyan was still preparing to speak when Xiao Xingyu spoke before her.
"Of course." Zhang Moyan replied a little slowly.
then.
She saw Xiao Xingyu resting his arm on the armrest, supporting his cheek with one hand. His slender and strong arm, wearing a stainless steel watch, was frozen in front of her like an advertisement.
Zhang Moyan's fingers on her knees gradually tightened. "What's the problem?"
Xiao Xingyu kept that posture unchanged and asked, "Am I handsome?"
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