Xiao Xin will definitely meet better people and live a better life if she leaves him, instead of being forced into love like he is.
He simply needs to let go of his obsession.
It's no big deal.
He comforted himself with this thought.
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Two days later, Xiao Xin returned to work at Mo's.
Mo Xuan was so busy all day that he barely had time to breathe, and Xiao Xin had no idea what he was busy with.
That noon, having finally found some free time, Mo Xuan invited Xiao Xin to lunch together.
At the dinner table, Mo Xuan put a piece of food on Xiao Xin's plate and asked him, "You still come here? Aren't you afraid Fu Yan will get jealous?"
Xiao Xin took a sip of tea and looked out the window. "He and I are no longer related."
"Oh, that's rare." Mo Xuan smiled and shook his head.
Xiao Xin: "What's so rare about it?"
"It's rare for Fu Yan to give up something that's practically in his mouth," Mo Xuan said casually.
Xiao Xin didn't take it to heart. He didn't delve any deeper into the matter and changed the subject: "What have you been busy with lately? I haven't seen you around all day."
Mo Xuan poured himself a glass of wine. "There were some problems within the head office, which affected the subsidiaries. My dad is in charge of the head office, and I'm in charge of several subsidiaries, so I'm indeed quite busy."
Xiao Xin nodded silently. "They are quite busy."
"How have you been lately?" Mo Xuan suddenly asked.
Xiao Xin looked up at him: "What do you mean, how?"
Are there any difficulties in your life or work?
“No,” Xiao Xin shook her head, looking at the dishes on the table, and said, “Let’s eat first.”
Mo Xuan nodded, his eyes unconsciously glancing out the window.
He glanced out the window and felt a gaze lingering on him, seemingly imperceptibly.
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