Chapter 13 Intentionally or Unintentionally

"Moly, I'm sorry for being late."

Moly chuckled and looked at her generously.

"It doesn't matter. It should blame me for coming early."

"We haven't seen each other for such a long time. Why did you suddenly come to me today? Yuanyuan, you haven't told me yet. What's happened?" Moly stirred the coffee in the cup and said casually.

After all, there was nothing to talk about between the two of them. Moly guessed that maybe Jian Yuanyuan wanted her to repay her.

Moly's directness made Jian Yuanyuan a little embarrassed.

"Oh, Moly, don't make me sound so utilitarian." But it had only taken Moly a few gentle glances at Jian's face to make her understand that she was waiting for herself to start talking.

"Just say your requirement, Yuanyuan. You helped me a lot before, and I always want to thank you. But you don't lack anything, and I don't know how to repay you. Please tell me, I can help you with my heart." Moly's words were ingenious. Jian Yuanyuan followed her words and said, "Moly, you are so kind. I knew you would help me." Jian Yuanyuan seemed to take a casual glance at Moly and said: "Get close to Han Sichen." What! Han Sichen!

Jian Yuanyuan's words were like a bomb thrown into Moly's mind, exploding with a bang.

"How did you get in touch with him?" Moly raised her head and looked at her in confusion.

"It's all because of my damned sister. She is now hooking up with Han Sichen, thinking that she can defeat me in this way!" Moly was surprised.

After all, it was not like that a woman could get close to Han Sichen "Really?"

Thinking of what had happened in the mall today, Jian Yuanyuan became more jealous.

"Yes. Now you just need to get a little closer to Han Sichen. How dare Jian Xiaoxi bullied me like this? If they are really together, she bullies me more heavily at will at that time!" "Is it really that serious? Isn't she your sister?" In fact, Moly had been in a panic when she heard about Han Sichen, but she still pretended to be calm and asked.

Jian Yuanyuan pleaded with Moly as if she had suffered so much grievance.

"Moly, please help me. Can I lie to you? If you really get together with Han Sichen, wouldn't everyone be happy? This is also helping yourself." Moly's mind had already begun to think about it. Han Sichen is the prince charming in many women's dreams. He could not only capture people's hearts only by his appearance, but also by his noble background, as well as the ability and methods that were beyond people's reach.

Moly could see Han Sichen almost every day in the company of the Han Group, but he had never paid attention to her. In fact, she had already had such an idea in her heart, but every time she was too timid to retreat.

"Okay, I agree with you. But I can't promise you, I just have to try my best." Moly calmed down as if she had finally made up her mind. She decided to give herself a chance to repay Jian Yuanyuan's kindness. What if what she said really came true?

"That's great!" Jian Yuanyuan even held Moly's hands excitedly: "I don't know how much better you are than Jian Xiaoxi. I'll wait for your good news!" There was a slight smile on Moly's face, and her eyes were shining with expectation.

At the same time, Han Sichen was about to go to the company. He didn't know that someone had already begun to make a plan for him.

"Mr. Han, here is your coat." Jian Xiaoxi ran out in a hurry. It was only a short distance, and her forehead was sweating.

Since that night, Xiaoxi had deliberately avoided him. Although he had known the reason is that they had been holding hands that day, what happened that night was too ambiguous.

Jian Xiaoxi couldn't figure out what was wrong with Han Sichen, but she didn't want to think too much. She just thought that he might be a little ill that day, and he needed to roll up his tongue when taking medicine, so he accidentally touched her.

But the warmth in her palm made her heart beat fast. The more she acted like this, the more Jian Xiaoxi reminded herself to take good care of his child.

"You are sweating." Almost subconsciously, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and wipe Xiaoxi's face.

"It doesn't matter. I'll go to wash my face later." Seeing his action, Jian Xiaoxi was inexplicably flustered. She handed her coat to Han Sichen and turned back to the villa.

Her back was like a wolf chasing after her. Looking at it, Han Sichen smiled thoughtfully.

He could see that Xiaoxi was hiding from him, but since he had known the person he had found for several years was her, he was not in a hurry.

Xu Xiangyang came to pick up Han Sichen to the company, but he saw this scene when he came.

Who could tell him who was the man standing in front of the car with a smile on his face! Why did he look exactly like his big boss? Xu Xiangyang rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked at this strange scene.

"Mr. Han, is there anything good today?"

When Han Sichen saw it was him, he immediately restrained his smile: "Why are you talking so much? Let's go." Obviously, he didn't want to talk to him anymore. Xu Xiangyang touched his nose awkwardly and got into the car without saying anything.

Moly dressed herself up on purpose. She was still in her business suit, but the buttons on her chest seemed to be a little tighter, making her charming curve more outstanding. She also used the classic Chanel No. 5 perfume.

When she was about to hand over the document to her secretary, she suddenly saw the figure of Han Sichen.

"Well. I'll do it. You go to work first." Then she put the document back in her arms.

The secretary was confused and didn't know what happened. But since her boss said so, she turned around and left.

Moly stood in the corner and heard the footsteps of Han Sichen getting closer and closer. She clenched her teeth and rushed out. As expected, she bumped into him.

"Ah!" Moly was wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes, and she almost fell to the ground when she bumped into Han Sichen.

It was Xu Xiangyang who quickly held Moly in his arms so as not to make the scene too embarrassed. He knew his boss wouldn't reach out his hand. Even if a fairy stood in front of him, he wouldn't take a look at it, let alone beauty.

As expected, Han Sichen, who was standing next to them, tidied up his wrinkled suit and frowned at the flustered scene. Then he went to his office without saying anything.

The suit was prepared by Xiaoxi.