Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Dou Qiaoan went in, without saying a word, rushed to the front desk, took the elevator card, and rushed into the elevator.

Before the lady at the front desk could react, the elevator was closed.

Wha, who is it! Do you want to call security!

No need, it seems to be President Mo's girlfriend, what's wrong with her? She seems to be crying?

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Dou Qiaoan went straight to Mo Ting's office. The assistant was stunned outside for a moment, and when she looked up again, she saw a figure kicking the door and entering.

Miss! Wait!

He hurried in, but Mo Ting's expression changed when he saw Dou Qiaoan like this.

What's wrong with you, who bullied you.

The assistant silently exited by himself.

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Mo Ting approached her and looked at her, wanted to touch her but silently withdrew his outstretched hand.

What's wrong? Do you need my help?

He secretly clenched his hands beside him.

Dou Qiaoan looked at him with teary eyes, raised her hand and slapped the document on his chest.

Mo Ting! Are you going to push me away again? Who are you showing this indifferent look! Why do you arrange my life! Why do you decide my life for me!

Why do you want me to live with someone else's memory! Why do you! Why do you keep pushing me away again and again! Why! Say it! Why do you decide for me! Why don't you ask me a question and make the decision for me!

Her voice was choked up, tears fell down in big drops, and she beat Mo Ting's chest with her hands.

Mo Ting grabbed her hand suddenly, looking at the stack of papers scattered on the ground, the copied checklists and critical illness notices looked so familiar.

His eyes were red all of a sudden: Who gave it to you! Who told you!

Dou Qiaoan stared at him: Who do you care about? You can control it! Don't you care about my affairs! Didn't you throw me away! Didn't you want me!

Mo Ting held her wrist tightly, his eyes were red.

I didn't, Jojo, I didn't want you, I didn't leave you alone. I want you, I want you, but I can't afford it, I can't use my little life left to bet on your future, you I can have a good future instead of taking care of a dying person by my side every day.

Have you asked me! You haven't even asked me, how do you know that I don't want to! How do you know that I don't want to!

You want to! But I don't want to! You can't have only one me in your future!

There is only one you in my future!

She looked at him, her eyes were bright and hot.

Jojo...

What are you going to do to me now? I remember everything and what are you going to do to me? Hypnotize me again? What kind of family will you choose for me this time! Ah! Mo Ting! Speak up! !

Do you think you are the only one suffering! I was pushed away by the one I love who erased the memory, and now I still keep pushing away, won't it hurt! Don't I have the ability to choose!

Can't I choose! Do you think that the choice that is good for me is really good for me! Mo Ting, have you ever thought about it!

Mo Ting was startled, his eyes were deep, his eyes were red, he raised his hand to hold her face and wiped her tears away, but he couldn't finish it.

I'm sorry, Jojo, I'm sorry...

Dou Qiaoan looked at him: I don't want to listen, sorry, I don't want to listen to this! Mo listen! You know what I want to hear! Tell me! Why don't you say it!