The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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As soon as Yang Mingyu entered the door, he found that the man in front of him was wrong.

He put the lunch box on the desk and reached out and patted Mo Yixuan's shoulder. Shen Chan:

"Yixuan, let's eat first. The chef in the kitchen prepared it for you."

Yang Mingyu frowned, and he did not mention He Xiyan's name with interest. And he didn't even have to think about and knew how Yixuan was so sad and how he cried.

He didn't want to irritate him any more, and he was afraid he would continue to sink.

Mo Yixuan closed his eyes, his face seemed to have a terrible paleness, and he waved his hands directly to signal Yang Mingyu to go out.

"Take it away, I don't want to eat it." He answered coldly.

At this point where he can eat.

Yang Mingyu sat on the office chair opposite him.

He sighed deeply, and his heart hurt his friend. But it was powerless, after all, he couldn't make He Xiyan return to Mo's house again.

"Yixuan, eat something, let the past pass, and besides, she is doing very well now, and you should be happy for her if you love her so much." Yang Mingyu said earnestly, saying so much comfort, he all No lines found.

And once you make some mistakes, you really do n’t even have the chance to change them, especially if you are emotional.

Mo Yixuan slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were red and he could see bloodshot eyes. His eyes were swollen because of sadness and tears.

He opened the lunch box, which contained what he had eaten recently, either porridge or soup. Although he cooked well, he had no appetite and was tired.

He scooped a spoonful into his mouth and swallowed it. If it wasn't for filling his stomach, he would be too lazy to eat.

During this time, he lost some weight. He was 188cm tall and weighed as much as 130 pounds. He was almost out of sight and skinny. He was like this idiom.

Some of his clothes looked a little oversized.

After seeing a bowl of porridge, Yang Mingyu finally felt relieved.

Yixuan came to work in the company in the past two days. He didn't want him to stop tomorrow and left a bunch of things to himself.

This way he will go crazy.

Mo Yixuan drank that bowl of bone soup again. He drank quickly and poured it directly into his mouth. He had no appetite anyway, so he just poured these things into his mouth.

In order not to worry his mother, he could only eat like this during this time. But even so, he was getting thinner.

In the afternoon, he continued to work in the company, just like a machine, processing documents or contracts one after another without expression, and he almost didn't leave the office except to go to the bathroom.

His employees knew that he was in a bad mood, and no one dared to slack off during work hours. Even the employees of the administrative department and secretarial department, who usually love gossip, were busy and upset, fearing that their big boss was unhappy. Get them off.

Since he returned to work, the atmosphere in the company has changed, and everyone is full of fighting spirit. The large-scale airport project that has not been finalized before has also been decided through a meeting and will be launched half a month later to officially start construction.

Today, he has no fun, no smile in the company or at home, and he will go home from work, go home to take care of his mother, feed her, and then talk to her, and then Take a bath and sleep.