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Gong Mohan glanced at Gu Wan, who was lying lazily on the sofa, and felt a headache coming on.
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Gu Wan's head was resting on one armrest, and her legs were on the other armrest. She was just sitting there, and there was even a pillow on her back.
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She was still sitting in the same posture. Gong Mohan shook his head helplessly. "Sit properly."
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"No, it's more comfortable this way." Gu Wan imitated Gong Mohan and shook her head.
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Gong Mohan opened the lunchbox. "It's up to you."
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"Okay." Gu Wan narrowed her eyes and nodded contentedly. That's right. If he had to control what she did, then what freedom did she have?
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Seeing her like this, Gong Mohan thought to himself that Gu Wan was probably a cat in her previous life. Their attributes were very similar.
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However, if this cat could …/p
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Thinking of this, Gong Mohan's lips curved into a devilish smile. "Gu Wan, have you eaten?"
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Gu Wan didn't expect Gong Mohan to suddenly change the topic. She was caught off guard and nodded and shook her head, looking very funny.
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"Have you eaten?" Gong Mohan asked with a smile. His voice was a little hoarse because of the smile.
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"No … I've eaten!" Gu Wan was almost bewitched by Gong Mohan's smile. She didn't react fast enough and almost fell for it. Fortunately, she came to her senses in time.
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"You haven't eaten. Why did you lie to me?" Gong Mohan frowned and locked his gaze on Gu Wan's eyes.
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"I …" Gu Wan looked down and thought about what she should say. I was going to eat with you, but suddenly I'm not hungry anymore? You've eaten.
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Before she could think of what to say, she heard her stomach growl.
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Gong Mohan raised his eyebrows, and Gu Wan covered her face with her hands. The scene was very awkward.
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Gu Wan peeked through her fingers at Gong Mohan. She wanted to know what kind of expression Gong Mohan would have when facing her. Would it be gloomy or gloomy?
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"Very good." Gong Mohan nodded, his gaze falling on Gu Wan.
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"…" Gu Wan felt guilty and didn't think it was good. Obviously, she thought that Gong Mohan was being sarcastic. Her heart was beating like a drum. If she had known, she wouldn't have come. Wouldn't it be better to just eat at home?
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"Come here." Gong Mohan reached out his hand and gestured at Gu Wan a few times. His eyes looked down, and the emotions in his eyes could not be seen clearly.
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"Wh … What?" Gu Wan looked up. She had just told a white lie. Was Gong Mohan going to let her go there to be punished?
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Gu Wan was stunned and regretted what she had done. Suddenly, she was shrouded by the man's breath above her, like a mountain pressing down on her, which made Gu Wan have the illusion of wanting to escape.
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"Woman, why are you always in a daze in front of me recently?" Gong Mohan held Gu Wan's hand. It seemed that he had been obsessed with the feeling of holding Gu Wan's hand recently.
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"Huh?" Gu Wan was confused. This was not Gong Mohan's way of doing things. Why did he pull her to his desk?
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Could it be?!
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Did Gong Mohan want to do something with her that he would do in the office?
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Gu Wan was imagining things in her mind, but Gong Mohan had only said one sentence …
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Walking to Gong Mohan's swivel chair, he pursed his thin lips and said, "Sit down."
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Gu Wan felt goosebumps. She was almost sure of what she was thinking. "No, no, no. Sit down."
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"Sit down." Gong Mohan's words were irresistible. Gu Wan was probably the first person who dared to say "no" to him, and she said it three times.
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It was already very rare for Gong Mohan to be able to maintain his normal state and communicate with her.
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"Han, no." Gu Wan shook her head stubbornly. She could do it anywhere but in the office.
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Gong Mohan looked at Gu Wan's tightly knitted eyebrows and sneered. "What are you thinking? Didn't I just ask you to sit down?"
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"Just ask me to sit down?" Gu Wan looked up and asked again.
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She didn't expect Gong Mohan to express such a simple meaning. She couldn't help blushing at her own thoughts.
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Gong Mohan glanced at Gu Wan's blushing face and suddenly understood something. He smiled and teased her. "What else do you want to do? I'll try my best to satisfy you. "
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As Gong Mohan spoke, he even leaned forward and attacked Gu Wan with his male hormones.
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His original intention was to let Gu Wan sit in his swivel chair. She should have a good sitting posture, right?
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Gu Wan didn't understand. Hearing Gong Mohan say this, her blushing face became even redder like a cooked prawn. It was very beautiful.
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Wasn't it just an engagement? Why did he call himself a husband?
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As the saying goes, don't be afraid of hooligans, only afraid of hooligans with culture.
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Sensing Gong Mohan's approach, she subconsciously wanted to take half a step back, but Gong Mohan reached out to hold her waist in time, stopping her from retreating.
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"Well, since you don't want to sit, I won't force you." Gong Mohan knew when to stop. He didn't want to force his little cat too much. It wouldn't be good if she angered Gu Wan.
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But the moment he sat down, he took advantage of the fact that Gu Wan didn't react and her defense was at the lowest —/p
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Gong Mohan held Gu Wan's waist with his hand and twisted it slightly.
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Gu Wan felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, and she subconsciously closed her eyes. Then, she felt something under her butt, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Gong Mohan's enlarged and even more handsome face in front of her.
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"Han, what are you doing?" Gu Wan asked. It seemed that she wasn't used to such an intimate position.
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"Don't be nervous. I just want to eat with you …" Gong Mohan paused slightly. The word "breakfast" didn't seem to be accurate. He was someone who had eaten breakfast.
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"Rice," Gu Wan added.
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"Yes, you're right." Gong Mohan liked the feeling of tacit understanding between the two of them.
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Gu Wan gradually felt that Gong Mohan wasn't so serious anymore. She looked at him with a smile and was about to say something …
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Suddenly, the door of the office was pushed open without knocking.
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The flirtatious atmosphere in the room stopped abruptly, and the pink bubble that Gu Wan and Gong Mohan had just nurtured between them burst under the disturbance of an outsider.
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"Who let you in?" Gong Mohan's eyes gradually turned cold. He didn't even raise his head.
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Hearing that, Mo Xuerong felt the coldness in Gong Mohan's tone. There was no emotion in it. She was stunned for a moment. "Mo Han, it's me."
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"I know it's you." Gong Mohan pursed his thin lips. He picked up a steamed dumpling and fed it to Gu Wan.
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The meaning of his words was clear. He was just short of saying, "I know it's you. I'm asking you. That's right. Don't play dumb. Don't have any expectations."
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Gu Wan quietly looked at Mo Xuerong. She didn't say a word. She opened her mouth and fiercely bit at the dumpling, as if she was treating the dumpling as the woman in front of her.
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Mo Xuerong raised her eyes and saw Gu Wan sitting on Gong Mohan's lap. Gong Mohan fed her dumplings. It was exciting to see the two of them being so intimate in the morning.
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"Miss Gu, why are you here?"
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Mo Xuerong thought for a moment. She decided to pick a pushover. Otherwise, it seemed that she couldn't find a reason to stay here.
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"If Director Mo can be here, why can't I be here?" Gu Wan frowned and let go of her chopsticks.
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Now that she saw Mo Xuerong, she thought of what Gong Mohan said when she first came here. She understood everything.
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"You also know that I'm Director Mo. Why can't I look for Mo Han? But why did you disturb Mo Han's work? What's your intention? " Mo Xuerong puffed out her chest. She took it for granted. She even played the role of driving a wedge between them.
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Seeing this, Gong Mohan was a little impatient with Mo Xuerong's behavior. Men always understood the twists and turns in women's minds. They just didn't want to care about it, or they were partial.
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However, the current Gong Mohan was suddenly a little fed up with Mo Xuerong's self-righteous schemes that others couldn't see through.
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However, Gong Mohan just looked a little gloomy. He wanted to see Gu Wan's performance.
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He glanced at Gu Wan indifferently. Gu Wan received Gong Mohan's gaze and secretly gritted her teeth. So this man was going to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?
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Gu Wan silently cursed in her heart, "Men are all big pig trotters." She looked up at Mo Xuerong coldly.
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"What do you mean?" Mo Xuerong's face suddenly changed. Under this cold gaze, she suddenly felt like a clown.
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"It's what you feel." Gu Wan curled her lips. When she was studying theory, she also studied psychology. Naturally, she knew what Mo Xuerong was thinking.
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Without waiting for Mo Xuerong to respond, she continued, "Director Mo, I know your identity as a director very well, but you don't seem to know your own identity? Or is your brain a little unclear? "
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"Gu Wan, don't talk nonsense, Mo Han …" Before Mo Xuerong finished her words, there was a hint of pity in her tone.
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As a bitch, if she met someone who didn't buy her words, she couldn't refute. She could only pretend to be innocent and weak.
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Gu Wan was someone who didn't buy her words. Of course, she interrupted, "Stop, don't put on an act."
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Hearing Gu Wan's words, Mo Xuerong didn't know whether she should stop sobbing or not. Her delicate face looked a little broken.
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Gu Wan didn't care about her. "I just said that you don't know your own identity, and you're acting up again. It seems that if I don't remind you, others will say that I don't have the ability to guide you."
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Mo Xuerong's eyes widened, and her eyelashes flickered. Gong Mohan couldn't bear to see her like this. "Gu Wan, I don't need to guide you anymore …"
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"Don't mind me, let me continue." Gu Wan was in high spirits and couldn't be stopped. "You said that you're the director, so you think it's natural to look for the president. There's nothing wrong with that."
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"Yes, there's nothing wrong with that." Mo Xuerong didn't understand what Gu Wan was trying to do, but there was indeed nothing wrong with that.
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"But as the director, you don't even know how to do the most basic things. First, you don't call the president president, but Mo Han. Who gave you face? "
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"I've always called him that. Mo … the president didn't say anything wrong." Mo Xuerong retorted and looked at Gong Mohan for help.
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