President please let go

Chapter 6 chapter13 Suffering secret love
next morning
Mo Yang ate his breakfast with his head down, deliberately ignoring the scorching gaze from the opposite side.

She didn't like Xi Ze's overly naked and presumptuous look, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

A strange and quiet atmosphere flowed between them.

Luo Wentian sat in the main seat, pointed in Xi Ze's direction, and said in a deep voice, "Ximing, Mo Yang, he is Xi Ze, and he will live at home from now on. You should get along well."

Xi Ming, the eldest son of the Luo family, nodded to Xi Ze and greeted politely: "Welcome home."

Xi Ze didn't respond, just pursed his lips and smiled, turned his head suddenly, and once again set his eyes on Mo Yang.

Mo Yang didn't say a word, finished her breakfast without any taste, and got up in a hurry, "I'm going to school."

Seeing the distressed appearance of her running away, Xi Ze couldn't help chuckling, "Ha..."

Ximing saw everything in his eyes, a faint confusion passed between his brows, and he glanced at Luo Wentian thoughtfully.

After yesterday's conversation, Luo Wentian had a preliminary understanding of Xi Ze, and eight years had brought about a radical change in him.

He is courageous and courageous, arrogant and responsible, and that kind of mature calm in the face of danger has already exceeded what this age should possess.

Luo Wentian admired Xi Ze, and even found his shadow in him.

However, after all, he made a mistake and touched someone he shouldn't have, so Luo Wentian will not easily believe or doubt Xi Ze, he needs time to think about it.

Fu Yan University
The black limousine stopped outside the school gate as usual, and Mo Yang quickly walked into the campus.

Stepping into the tree-lined path leading to the Department of Design building, the elegant and elegant figure wandered under the parasol tree, and Mo Yang stopped suddenly.

In an instant, the mist of sadness covered the beautiful gray-green eyes, and the little bit of sourness turned into astringent taste, gnawing at Mo Yang's heart.

With so much going on, she didn't know how to face the person she was secretly in love with.

Glancing at Mo Yang's figure from the corner of the eye, Shao An gracefully turned around, a gentle smile flashed across his gentle and pure face, "You're here...I have something to tell you."

Shao An is the youngest professor in the Design Department of Fu Jen Catholic University. He returned from studying in the United States two years ago and is recognized as a young talent in the design field.

Mo Yang has known Shao An since he was in high school. He is a legend in the school, talented and humble.

Fortunately, Shao An once returned to his alma mater to give a speech, and Mo Yang held a book full of his design drawings to talk with him, and the two have known each other since then.

Over the past few years, he has given Mo Yang a lot of help and guidance in his studies, until now, they have become teachers and students by fate.

"What are you looking for...?" Mo Yang asked softly, raising her head and staring nervously at Shao An, with a faint blush floating across her cheeks.

Standing in front of Mo Yang, staring at her with amber eyes, Shao An always felt that something was wrong, and his gentle words showed concern: "Your eyes are red and swollen, did you not rest well? Or..."

Hearing this, Mo Yang hastily turned her head and lowered her eyes halfway, fearing that he would see her embarrassment and fragility, so she pretended to firmly deny: "I was blinded by the sand."

"This..." Pulling out a dark red invitation card from the pocket of his suit, Shao An's eyes flashed with sadness, "We have been friends for many years, and I always feel that I should hand it to you in person."

Crystal tears rolled in those clear and beautiful eyes, Mo Yang lowered her head, but couldn't stop the tears from falling.

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(End of this chapter)