When the rollers of the plane rippled the darkness of the east at the first dawn of Luocheng City, they echoed on the runway of Luocheng International Airport...

Gu Beichen turned his head and looked at the small window, watching Luo Cheng get farther and farther away in his eyes, and he didn't retract his gaze until he couldn't see it.

After the plane flew smoothly, Gu Beichen took the document handed to him by Xiao Jing and started looking... This time the itinerary was originally scheduled for about 20 days, but he could not let Jian Mo leave his sight for 20 days.

"If everything goes well, the itinerary will be compressed to a maximum of 15 days!" Xiao Jing estimated.

"12!" Gu Beichen spoke indifferently.

Xiao Jingwei was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, "Mr. Chen... is this a little too tight, right?"

"Troubleshooting urgent matters, some places notify you to arrange time for video conferences..." Gu Beichen said calmly, "In addition, the second uncle only goes around within his sphere of influence, and then leave after a formality."

"Young Master Chen is not planning to investigate what happened six years ago?" Xiao Jing asked in confusion.

Gu Beichen slowly lay down on the seat, looking deep in front of him with his eagle eyes, curled his thin lips and sneered as if he was not here, "Four years ago, the Emperor's anniversary celebration, he did not come back because of an accident... He has been wandering around in recent years, but now he suddenly appears. I'm afraid... isn't it a coincidence?"

Xiao Jing pondered for a while and sighed slightly, "I will continue to follow up on this matter."

Others don’t know the hurt that year, but... Xiao Jing still knows it.

How much damage did Gu Mohuai cause to Mr. Chen? No one who knows now will mention it... But no one knows that it is a cancer in Mr. Chen's heart.

If this cancer is not completely removed, it will sooner or later become worse... Finally, push Chen Shao into the abyss that will never be restored!

The plane slid across the sky with a smear of white smoke. The sunshine in Luocheng after a few days of drizzle was like water washing, and it shone cleanly on people, revealing a sultry heat.

Because it is the architectural design of the overall property, the preparation time for the first draft this time is longer... But even so, Jian Mo dared not take it lightly.

"Sister Mo, have a cup of coffee!" Mu Xiaoran put the coffee on the small table next to Jian Mo, just in case it spilled onto the drawings.

Jian Mo didn't say anything, just took a drawing pencil and outlined the frame lines...

After a while, she spoke: "Have I asked Xiangwan to see the interior design that she gave to you?" She said as she put the pen in, looking at Mu Xiaoran with a smile, "If possible, I'll wait for your first work."

When Mu Xiaoran heard this, she pursed her lower lips with a smile, "Sister Mo, I will work hard..."

"Yeah!" Jian Mo nodded kindly and said, "Come on."

"I can do it!" Mu Xiaoran smiled, "Sister Mo, then I'll go out first. Just call me if you have something to do..."

"Okay!" Jian Mo nodded with a smile, watched Mu Xiaoran go out, then changed into a drawing pen and began to sketch on the drawing.

Last night, I sent Gu Beichen back to the villa in Banshan. He had no extra words, but said that when he came back, he would take her to Grandma Gu for dinner.

Well, and... miss him!

Jian Mo was a little embarrassed, but given that she was fooled in the blues several times at night, she learned to be smart... If she didn't reply, silence was the most advantageous counterattack.

The most important thing is... that kiss made her mind messy, and she was afraid that such a feeling would spread.

I went back to the apartment, the note was in place, and the milk bag had never woken up...

After cleaning up, Jian Mo took Alvarlto's book and started reading. Jian Mo couldn't put down his remarks and his works.

Today, when she picked up the drawing pen, her inspiration was like a source, constantly pouring out...

Jian Mo was immersed in the design's thoughts, and had no idea what was happening outside.

The guy from the flower shop changed to a orange aloe today, and Xiang Wan took the lead and hurriedly checked the flower language.

"Orange aloe represents..." Xiang Wan raised his eyebrows and said, "...I like you!"

"Wow..." Ding Dang was already envious, "It was 'gent love' before, but now it has upgraded the confession mode and has become 'I like you'... I really want to know who is the person who sent the flowers?"

"I am the same as me!" Xiang Wan hurriedly agreed, "Mo'er... look, her crying makes her heart feel relieved?"

Everyone was laughing and laughing outside, looking at Jian Mo who was immersed in his creation through the glass-eye office, and couldn't help but shake his head one by one to sigh...

"Momo is still the same as four years ago, only her design!" Mo Xiaoya shook her head and sighed.

But Nobita came over at the right time, "I am the same as four years ago, I only have you in my heart!"

Mo Xiaoya rolled her eyes, glanced at Nobita, and then turned to her workspace.

Nobita licked his face and chased after him, "What should I eat tonight?"

"Don't bother me now..." Mo Xiaoya curled her lips, "Look at the man who is chasing Momo, and then look at you?"

Nobita grinned, "Didn't I save money for you to squander in the future?"

"..." Mo Xiaoya was speechless and was too lazy to pay attention to Nobita.

It is true that those who have ambition have accomplished their own affairs... Nobita and Mo Xiaoya have been chasing this for many years. Although they have not yet obtained it, it is obvious that Mo Xiaoya has been influenced by him.

Xiangwan and others were still studying who was sending flowers. Some designers who were recruiting in the UK were also participating in the discussion, while others looked weird, glanced at them or pretended not to care at all.

For a few days, Jian Mo's emotions were all on the design drawings, and the bouquets that were bound to come every day were basically processed by Xiangwan.

However, there is one thing that Jian Mo has been looking forward to it after a week...

It is said that developing a person's habit is to permeate her life... And Gu Beichen did this!

The "drip" sound slid past, and Jian Mo's originally stagnant thoughts gradually retracted... She turned her head and looked at the phone on the desk, and after several seconds, she walked over.

Open the text message, it was a photo, and there was a passage...

Mr. Gu: At this moment, standing on the banks of the Seine River in Paris, feeling the gentle wind, suddenly thinking... We have never even stayed together on the banks of the Los Angeles River.

Jian Mo looked at the photo of the Seine River with blurred lights, but in her mind, the night before leaving Luocheng, she saw the blooming fireworks by the Luocheng River four years ago...

The corners of his mouth gradually curled and smirked. Jian Mo turned off the text message, then turned around and went to the design desk...but, at that moment, there was too much emotion in his eyes.

In the dark, it seemed that many things had faded, and it seemed that some things had become intoxicating...
Chapter completed!