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At seven o'clock in the evening, all departments have a Christmas dinner.

Mo Ting stood at the entrance of the company and waited for Kathy, but Kathy didn't arrive, and the sound of Lin Ye dragging the box came first.

Don't listen to subconsciously standing at attention, the heels of leather shoes kicking on the marble floor made a crisp sound.

"..." Lin Yesheng glanced at his feet calmly, said without saying anything, "Kathy's daughter has a fever, so go home first."

Mo Ting nodded stiffly, not daring to glance around: "That's it, then I won't wait for her."

Seeing that Lin Yesheng didn't make any further moves, Mo Ting was embarrassed to go to the parking lot first, coughed lightly, and asked, "Mr. Lin isn't leaving? It's almost time for dinner."

Lin Yesheng took out his mobile phone and said, "The car didn't come to the company, so I called a car."

Mo heard that he flew back directly from abroad this morning. It is normal for the car to be left behind at the company, so he took advantage of the opportunity to invite: "Let's go together, this year is a Japanese grocery store, two streets away, not far by car."

Lin Yesheng put away the phone in the next second, and said naturally and fluently: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The Japanese grocery store was booked out by the company, and the paper sliding doors of each private room were wide open, and everyone sat around long low tables.

The head of the tax department, Fiona, was still in Singapore. Mo Ting, as the supervisor, sat at the executives' table on behalf of his direct supervisor, and Lin Yesheng happened to be next to him.

Mo Ting was going to drive at night, so he replaced the wine with tea, and after taking the initiative to pay respects to all the bosses, he quietly started to eat Japanese food.

Halfway through the dinner party, the venue was completely warmed up. There were even people singing and dancing in the northernmost private rooms, and lively laughter came from a long distance away.

At this time, the only woman at the table joked and said to Lin Ye, "Lin, it's been another year, and I don't plan to start a family this year? Is there anyone you like?"

Normally, I wouldn't dare to make such a joke with Lin Yesheng, but now everyone is sitting at the same table, and they are all full of alcohol, which has brought them closer invisibly.

The people at the table took the opportunity to make a fuss, asking Lin Yesheng's gossip one after another.

I don't know if it's because of the high temperature of the air conditioner in the room or the alcohol, but Lin Yesheng's face was blush. Don't listen to get close, and you can see the details of his face clearly. .

Lin Yesheng put down his chopsticks, took a sip of sake from the cup, and said without hesitation, "I have someone I like."

These executives were just enlivening the atmosphere. They never thought that Lin Yesheng, who was so unhappy, could really answer. The box was quiet for three seconds, followed by screams and table slamming, which attracted the attention of other boxes. .

Mo Ting held the sashimi firmly, dipped it in wasabi, lowered his head and stuffed it into his mouth. He was calm on the surface, but in fact, a tsunami of magnitude [-] had already been set off in his heart.

Lin Yesheng actually has someone he likes!

This person looks like a celestial being, and there is always an aura of frigidity emanating from his body. How could such a person be moved by mortals?unimaginable.

Mo Ting couldn't help wondering what kind of immortal could be worthy of Lin Yesheng's liking.

"Who? In our company?"

"How far have you progressed now?"

"Male and female?"

"Are you going to get married this year?"

Facing the questions that followed, Lin Yesheng kept silent.

The party ended at ten o'clock.

The news of Lin Dameiren and Gaolingzhihua·Linyou's favorite person spread all over the company's groups, and the cold and unapproachable people stepped down from the altar, attracting most single women and a small number of single men ready to move.

Lin Yesheng was slightly drunk and couldn't walk in a straight line. Many people offered to take him home, but they all declined.

I saw him leaning on the wall and waving his hands: "Thank you, my driver will take me."

Mo Ting followed behind and put on his coat. Hearing that he had already contacted the driver, he didn't jump into the flame like a moth, and prepared to leave in a low-key manner.

When he passed Lin Yesheng who was leaning against the wall and couldn't walk, his wrist was suddenly grabbed, and the palm of his hand was slightly hot against his skin.

Lin Yesheng leaned his head against the wall, lowered his eyelids, and squinted at him. His face was still expressionless, but he looked more lazy after drunk.

It's captivating and heart-pounding to watch.

Lin Yesheng: "Master Mo, give me a ride."

"..."

Master Mo thought cheaply, being able to be the driver of Lin Yesheng seems to be a very honorable and happy thing.

Because there is a Buddha sitting on the co-pilot, Mo Ting is more cautious than before when driving, the speed is maintained at [-] yards, the red light stops, the green light goes, and the yellow light please get ready, and completes the driver's task conscientiously.

Lin Yesheng leaned on the co-pilot, because of jet lag and drinking alcohol, he looked very tired. He took out his mobile phone and squinted slightly while looking at the screen, not knowing what he was doing.

The two were speechless all the way.

When turning a corner at an intersection, an electric car suddenly jumped out from the sideways, Mo Ting braked sharply, and the electric car almost passed by.

At the same time, there was a "boom" in the car.

Lin Yesheng tilted his head to look down, and the phone dropped under the seat.

"Sorry." Mo Ting straightened the steering wheel, preparing to stop on the side of the road to help him find his phone.

Lin Yesheng leaned back on the back of the chair, adjusted a comfortable sitting position, and said, "We'll talk about it when we get there, don't worry."

Mo Ting didn't insist any more, and continued to move forward.

According to the navigation to find Lin Yesheng's residential area, Mo Ting stopped the car under the apartment building and reminded: "Mr. Lin, we're here."

There was no answer from the side, and the sound of steady breathing could be heard in the silence.

Mo Ting turned his face to look, Lin Yesheng leaned against the car window and fell asleep.

The sound of swallowing was extremely loud in the small space inside the car. Mo Ting stared at his profile for a moment, thought for a while, loosened his seat belt, and gradually leaned towards Lin Yesheng's direction, away from the Mo Ting stopped when there were only a few centimeters away from the face that was too good-looking for a man... His eyes fell on the stretched elegant neck, and the posture was maintained for a long time, until the hand he had been groping under the passenger seat touched Phone, straightened up again.

I took out two pieces of paper, wiped the phone, and was about to return it when my fingertip accidentally touched the Home button, and then unlocked it with my fingerprint...

Fingerprint unlocked...

fingerprint!

unlocked! ! !

Mo Ting hadn't had time to react to the fact that his fingerprint could unlock Boss's phone, and what caught his eyes was even more shocking.

On the interface of the familiar novel reading app, half of the text was entered in the comment box: "La la la~ I'm back~ Come on (/≧▽≦)/, the writing is really good..."

Seeing the familiar tone and facial expressions, Mo Ting stared dumbfounded, and aimed at the reader ID in the upper left corner——

A misty rain.

Suddenly turning his head to look at the ice beauty with a peaceful sleeping face beside him, Mo Ting's world view collapsed.

The sound of Lin Ye is a misty rain!

It's that cute girl who can act coquettishly and roll around!

Not only that, but he also mosaiced himself and pretended to be a high school student!

...Boss, it's too precise.

Mo Ting looked out the window with an indigestion expression on his face, with one hand resting on the sill of the car window, the back of his hand pressed against his lips, the other hand pretending to shake accidentally, and the phone fell under the seat again.

"Boss Lin, we're here."

There was a rustling sound from the side, Lin Yesheng woke up, looked around dully, realized that it was the community where he lived, and pulled the seat belt: "Thank you."

Mo Ting hurriedly reminded: "The phone is under the seat!"

Lin Yesheng paused, bent down and groped under the seat, picked it up and put it directly into the coat pocket, and said, "Thank you."

After the two said goodbye, Mo Ting breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he knew too much.