Kick the kid and run away! The president of the empire begged her to remarry with red eyes

Gong Zeming's heart was always uneasy. The next day, at a regular meeting of the company, he sat at the conference table, his eyes floating on the report, but unable to concentrate. The image of Mu Shiwen always flashed in his mind, and Mo Xiaonai's existence was like a thorn, piercing his heart.

Mo Xiaonai took the initiative to find Gong Zeming. She stopped at the door of the office with a charming smile.

Mo Xiaonai raised her eyebrows and said charmingly: "Gong Zeming, I heard that your relationship with Mu Shiwen is not very good."

Gong Zeming replied with a straight face and no emotion: "Our affairs are none of your business."

Mo Xiaonai poked her chin with her finger and asked, "You are right, but I can't help but wonder why there are problems in your marriage?"

Gong Zeming's expression changed and he was unwilling to continue the conversation with her: "This is our own matter and we don't need your intervention."

Mo Xiaonai pretended to be worried: "But, I found that your relationship doesn't seem to be that strong. You know, sometimes a small incident can change everything."

Gong Zeming's face darkened again, and his expression turned cold: "Miss Mo, stop talking."

Mo Xiaonai deliberately changed the subject. She stepped closer to Gong Zeming and said in a low voice: "Ming, you once told me that there are some unspeakable pasts between us. Have you forgotten?"

Gong Zeming frowned, his mind in confusion. Mo Xiaonai's words brought back memories that he didn't want to recall.

Gong Zeming pushed her away coldly and said that what happened between us has nothing to do with the present, so don't mention it again.

There was a sly smile on Mo Xiaonai's lips. She knew how to capture Gong Zeming's psychology.

Mo Xiaonai had an indifferent attitude: "Maybe, but once something happens, it can't be undone. However, if you need help, I am willing to lend a helping hand at any time."

After that, she left Gong Zeming with a confused look on his face and left alone. In this psychological war, Gong Zeming felt threatened by Mo Xiaonai. He understood that he had fallen into an emotional whirlpool, but he could not get out of it easily.

It was noon, and the sunlight filtered through the office curtains, casting mottled light and shadow on Miyazawa Ming's slightly brown hair. He sat at his desk, tapping his fingers on the wooden tabletop, with a thoughtful look on his face and a slight frown on his brows. A mountain of company documents was placed in front of him, but at this moment his thoughts were completely entangled in the conflicts between family and relationship.

At noon, Miyazawa walked out of the company and came to the bustling lunch street. By chance, he spotted Mo Xiaonai in the crowd. She was wearing a white dress, as elegant as a fairy. Mo Xiaonai saw Gong Zeming and stepped forward with a smile.

Mo Xiaonai said with a smile: "Ming, long time no see. We can meet you all. How are you doing during the days we haven't seen each other?"

Gong Zeming smiled back: "Unfortunately, I'm not interested in your little tricks."

Mo Xiaonai said disapprovingly: "Life is ordinary, why don't we have lunch together, and I also talk to you about the past? You will want to know, if you don't want to know, someone will also want to know." After speaking, he raised his eyebrows. chuckled.

Gong Zeming fell into silence, realizing that this so-called "lunch round" was not simply friendly. He hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

Gong Zeming said coldly: "You'd better not use your little tricks on me. Let's find a place to sit."

The two chose a quiet cafe and sat at a small table by the window. The menu is on the table, but the atmosphere is momentarily subtle. Mo Xiaonai's smile remained the same, but the cunning twinkling in her eyes made Gong Zeming feel uneasy.

Mo Xiaonai tucked up her clothes and said softly: "Ming, you know, I always feel that we have a lot to say between us."

Gong Zeming's heart rang with alarm bells, and he said vigilantly: "There is nothing to say between us."

Mo Xiaonai stared at Gong Zeming for one second, then burst into laughter for two seconds, "Are you too serious? Maybe, but I found that your relationship with Mu Shiwen doesn't seem to be that happy."

Gong Zeming seemed to know what she was going to talk about. Mo Xiaonai interrupted her before she finished speaking: "We don't need you to intervene in our problems."

There was a trace of relaxation in Mo Xiaonai's smile, as if she had anticipated Gong Zeming's reaction: "I just care about you. After all, we have some memories."

As the lunch progressed, Mo Xiaonai deliberately brought up the topic of Mo Shiwen and his family.

Mo Xiaonai said leisurely: "I heard that Mu Shiwen has been working very hard for the company recently. You should pay more attention to her."

Gong Zeming's expression changed slightly, "I know, I will handle it well."

Mo Xiaonai seemed very satisfied with Gong Zeming's answer and continued: "Sometimes, caring is not limited to career, right?"

Gong Zeming was shocked. He deeply felt the implication of Mo Xiaonai's words. There was a playful smile on Mo Xiaonai's lips, and she deliberately directed the conversation to Mu Shiwen, trying to stir up ripples in Gong Zeming's heart.

Gong Zeming frowned slightly. He knew Mo Xiaonai's intentions, but he could not refuse this spiritual entanglement.

Mo Xiaonai continued to attack with words: "Gong Zeming, maybe you should think about it, does Mu Shiwen really get your best care? There is not only responsibility in life, but also feelings."

Gong Zeming responded calmly and did not fall into her trap, "You don't need to interfere with the matters between Mu Shiwen and me."

Mo Xiaonai shook the juice glass, "But you can't deny that we had a good time. What Mu Shiwen can give you, I can do the same."

Gong Zeming's heart sank. These words made him feel as if he was being pulled back to his past memories. He knew that Mo Xiaonai was deliberately touching the scars of the past, and he could not help but fall into memories.

Mo Xiaonai continued: "Remember? That summer, we went to the beach for vacation together. The waves lapped on the beach, and the sun shone on us. You also bought me a bracelet with a string of small shells, saying that it was the love between us. souvenirs.”

When Gong Zeming heard this, he felt a wave of excitement in his heart. That summer was the most glorious time between them, but it was also the shortest and dream-like part of his life. He remembered the bracelet of small shells, their laughter, but also the final parting.

Mo Xiaonai continued: "Remember? That summer, we went to the beach for vacation together. The waves lapped on the beach, and the sun shone on us. You also bought me a bracelet with a string of small shells, saying that it was the love between us. souvenirs.”

Gong Zeming's heartstrings were gently touched by this past. He seemed to have seen the scene at that time and felt the carefree laughter. He nodded slightly to show that he remembered that summer.

Mo Xiaonai deliberately shook the necklace in her hand, and the string of small shells shone faintly in the sun. Her eyes were deep and revealed a special emotion.