MTL - Good Morning, Miss Ghost-Chapter 62 Jealous

Mo Mozhen also wore the suit at the award ceremony, except that she looked a bit tired, exactly like what she saw on TV just now.

This makes Li Yan feel a bit unreal.

She suddenly remembered what Chen Qingyang said to herself before.

的 The one that can make Mo Tianwang like, must be a very good person. Her face is even more beautiful than Li Weiwei, her body is hotter than Lacey Hurley, she is smart, her character is good, and she cooks good food.

Qi Liyan's eyes moved, and the moment she heard Mo Zhen said she had met someone she liked, she really thought that the person he said was herself. But if you think about it, there are a lot of people around Mo Zhen who are better than herself. She will naturally think that what he likes is herself ... it is a bit shameless.

Xu quickly adjusted her facial expression, Li Yan smiled and stood up from the sofa: "Hazel, congratulations on taking another film emperor."

Mo Mozhen was still standing at the door and didn't move. Now listening to Li Yan's words, he just came in and said, "Thank you."

Tong Li Yan grinned twice, squinting at the time in the lower right corner of the computer: "But why did you come back so early? Don't you celebrate with the crew?"

"I'm a bit tired, so I'll come back first." Mo Zhen took off his suit jacket and put it on the sofa, loosening his tie loosely around his neck, and sat down on the sofa.

Bian Liyan blinked and ran to the kitchen, and took out a bottle of champagne like a trick: "It doesn't matter. I have prepared champagne. Would you like to open a bottle to celebrate?"

Mo Mohan's gaze swept slightly on the champagne, but she did not expect that she actually prepared the champagne.

"Anyway." It seems that the tie made him feel a little uncomfortable. He tore the tie off his neck and unbuttoned the two buttons on his neck.

Tong Liyan put down her champagne and brought a few small plates from the kitchen with some small snacks on it: "You should be hungry. These are all made by my mother. It tastes great!"

的 The desserts on the plate are very delicate, and they are definitely not lost to the desserts in five-star hotels. Mo Zhen's gaze stayed on it for a moment, then he picked up one, put it in his mouth, and took a bite. The taste is really good, sweet but not greasy, the mouth melts, and there seems to be a slight fragrance.

Tong Liyan opened the champagne with a bang, poured two glasses into the goblet, and handed one to Mo Zhen: "Hazel, toast!"

Mo Mozhan swallowed the cake in his mouth and raised his eyes to look at Li Yan. She held the glass and smiled as sweet as honey.

"Thank you." Mo Zhen took the cup in Li Yan's hand, raised his head slightly, and drank the champagne. "I'm tired, so I'll go upstairs to sleep first."

After he said that, he got up and left the sofa. Li Yan still held a sip of champagne in his hand and stood watching him.

"Hazel."

Some crisp sounds rang in the living room.

Mo Mozhen's back stopped after two steps: "What's the matter?"

He looked back at Li Yan, the light above his head hit his face, and suddenly it shone like the sun.

那个 "That ... you said you met someone you like, is that true?"

After Li Liyan said this, the living room was quiet again. Mo Zhen still kept the position just now and looked at her quietly.

She finally asked!

King Mo's heart was soothing. If she didn't ask again, he wouldn't hold back.

Mo Mozhen turned around and stood face to face with Li Yan: "Really."

He admitted so frankly that it made Li Yan's heart more uncomfortable. She pursed her lips slightly and asked, "Who is she?"

At this time, she was almost with Mo Zhen except sleeping, where did he have a chance to meet his favorite person? Can't it be while she sleeps?

Hmm ... Does she have to sleep with Mo Zhen in the future?

As soon as this thought turned around in Li Yan's head, her ears quietly turned red. She feels that her mind has become more and more dazed recently.

"Many people have asked me this question tonight." Mo Zhen's voice was as gentle and distant as he heard on TV.

Tong Li Yan froze for a moment. Although Mo Zhen's tone didn't have the slightest impatience, how could she, like those reporters, fight with her? She's just Mo Zhen's assistant, and it's not her turn.

"I'm sorry." She buried her head and whispered an apology.

Mo Mozhen looked at her for a while and then added lightly, "But I can tell you."

"Ah?" Li Yan looked up, and it seemed that Mo Zhen had not fully digested the sentence just said.

But Mo Zhen said it by herself: "Her name is Ayao."

A Yao.

Tong Liyan looked at the person opposite, and a lot of emotions flashed in her eyes, and finally she returned to the usual clarity that she usually used to. She frowned, and asked with uncertainty: "My ... trumpet?"

He Mohan collapsed all night, and the corner of his mouth finally curved, and he couldn't help but smile: "Well."

Tong Liyan's brows frowned even more, and she seemed very distressed: "How can I switch to the trumpet?"

He again gave a short, low chuckle, and Mo Zhen looked at the person on the opposite side, and even a faint smile appeared on his eyes: "First, let's take a look."

Tong Liyan: "..."

The taste of King Mo is slightly heavy.

"Did you read the report on the Internet?" Mo Zhen suddenly changed a topic and walked to the sofa. Li Yan was a little bit unclear, but she answered honestly, "Look."

"Maybe tomorrow will make headlines."

"... Oh." So he came to show off to himself?

"Do you have any idea?"

"It's ... interesting."

Mo Mozhen gave her a quiet look and silent for a while before asking, "Don't you feel annoying that your private affairs have been discussed online?"

"Okay, no matter what they say, my life still has to go on, just watch a farce."

Mo Mozhen: "..."

Such a mature and optimistic mentality is a pity not to develop in the entertainment industry.

"That's good." Mo Zhen said without a word, and turned to the second floor. After his back disappeared into the door, Li Yan sat down on the sofa again.

Turn off the computer and turn on the TV. Li Yan stunned on the sofa facing the TV screen.

"This summer, give your skin ice cream."

A soft female voice pulled back Li Yan's consciousness. She looked at the smiling woman on the screen with a sullen moan.

Is this Li Weiwei? The darling of the film industry and the advertising industry has been hailed by the media as the woman who best meets eastern aesthetic standards.

Huh, it doesn't look like this!

I pressed the power-off button to the power supply, Li Yan angrily turned off the light in the living room and climbed back to the second floor to sleep.

On the next day, the headlines of the major newspapers were fully occupied by King Mo. In addition to reporting that he won the crown of the Emperor again, and gave a detailed explanation of what he said on the red carpet, Li Yan thought of their high school In the Chinese test, the reading comprehension questions must score high every time-after all, so many things are analyzed from such a short sentence, not everyone can do it.

On Weibo, the game of rushing to admit that he is the one said by Mo Tianwang is also in full swing. According to incomplete statistics, in addition to thousands of Internet users, there have been as many as 12 big Vs recognized and have different genders.

Tang Qiang watched Mo Zhen's Weibo ushered in a new round of skyrocketing, and felt that Mo Tianwang was indeed a talented one. If other male artistes openly admit that they are in love, the ending must be a fall of powder, but when it comes to Mo Tianwang, the popularity is unabated and it seems that Mo Tianwang's self-marketing skills have reached a level beyond his reach.

Perhaps he misunderstood King Mo yesterday.

In order to express his apologies, Tang Qiang posted on his Weibo, which nobody knew about except the company's employees, and posted a new message.

"Do n’t fight, in fact, Mo Zhen is talking about me. After all, we are together every day, and it is normal for us to have a long relationship ._ (: " ) _ "

Next, it seemed that the entire Kaiser Building was silent for three seconds.

Tong Liyan sat in the co-driver's seat, watching Tang Qiang's Weibo, and twitched. Tang Qiang's Weibo was added the day she joined the company because of her job needs. It's just that he hasn't updated Weibo for so long, Li Yan almost forgot to pay attention to this person.

为什么 Why can't he remain so obscure all the time? And the last expression of lying down is to match his name "laying down is a spirit"?

I was thinking about Tang Qiang. Tang Qiang's name lit up on the screen of the mobile phone, so scared that Li Yan almost didn't throw his phone out: "Good morning, Tang Dong."

"The day after tomorrow the company had a reception, you informed Mo Zhen, I will post it to your phone when and where."

"Oh."

"And the chairman wants to see him and ask him to take time to come to the company in the past two days."

Tong Liyan: "..."

"Did you hear that?"

"……heard it."

"Notify me in advance as soon as possible, as soon as possible."

"Ok."

Mo Mozhen glanced at Li Yan, who had a bad face since hanging up the phone, and frowned: "What did he say?"

"He said the chairman wants to see you." Li Yan turned back, looking at Mo Zhen with a sympathetic expression.

This look made Mo Zhen laugh: "Did he say anything?"

"He will let you take the time, as soon as possible."

Mo Mozhen thought for a while: "Then tomorrow morning, you can tell Tang Qiang."

"Okay." Li Yan nodded, and the phone vibrated. Tang Qiang's text message came over. "The company had a reception at 7:30 the next day, and the place was at the company's meeting place."

Mo Mozhen frowned slightly. He didn't like these entertainment activities, but he still had to attend the company's annual reception. He glanced at Li Yan next to him, and said unintentionally, "The day after tomorrow, go with me."