On the black leather chair, the man with long fingers on his forehead and slowly lifting his cold eyes finally moved. (First release)

In other words, Zou Yan is leaving.

It was just these two days.

There are not many people in the entire municipal government who can be close to him. Now in such a severe situation, who dares to stand up and speak out for him? Isn’t this obviously an affair with him? They want to draw a clear line in order to protect themselves, and Mo Huaiyuan understands. And Zou Yan is his right-hand man.

Without him, in this huge municipal government, there are too many things that he needs to do by himself. Without a friend or trustworthy person around, he will walk on thin ice and be struggling.

If you are not careful, you will probably ruin yourself if you are not careful.

——Why did Mo Huaiyuan not understand these?

A trace of pale visible to the naked eye climbed up to his cheeks along the sharp arc of his jaw. His handsome face showed a little bit of indifferent sadness. Against the backdrop of the haze and smog outside the window, it flashed by and fleeting.

He got up, and the tall and tall figure walked in the office twice, walked to the document he had posted, pointed his fingers on it, and flipped it twice.

"Will you get married to that girl?" His thin crimson lips suddenly opened and he asked in a deep voice.

Zou Yan's facial muscles trembled slightly and said, "If nothing unexpected happens... will."

Mo Huaiyuan looked up at him.

"Congratulations," he said.

Zou Yan was indifferent: "It's not that fast, it's just that... I'm so determined in my heart."

Mo Huaiyuan gently curled the corners of his mouth.

That's also...congratulations.

The tall and tall figure occupied most of the light in the room, as if all the starlight was shining on him, greatly attracting people's attention and making people unable to let go of their eyes when they touched it. However, the strong sadness and desolation could be smelled by Zou Yan at such a distance, and could feel it personally like the cold temperature.

"The provincial government is not as good as the municipal government. It probably depends on friendship and relationships more. You hate evil. If you can't change it, it's better to say less and do more, and no one knows what you are thinking. Also,"

Mo Huaiyuan paused in a low voice. The next point I want to say is crucial, "Don't stand in the wrong team and choose the wrong person."

"Zou Yan, I can afford to lose because I have nothing. And if you have a family future, you will be more restrained in the future and you will never be wrong."

Mo Huaiyuan could teach him what he advised him, and that's all the things he could do now, he couldn't help with everything he wanted to manage.

But these words were enough to shock Zou Yan.

The seven-foot man stood at the door and trembled for a while, swallowed it and digested what he said.

Extremely slow, nodded.

Nodding again.

So it means that he doesn't blame him for leaving at this time, right? Then, what should he do if he is alone?

Zou Yan turned sideways, a thread of blood rose in his eyes, and looked at him and asked in a hoarse voice: "Can you do it yourself?"

What does he have...can't?

From the beginning of going to An’s house, after several years of studying and gradually entering the army and society, Mo Huaiyuan has always been alone. He is used to solving problems alone. Even if he is so young that he can get a glass of water to drink, he will not let the person closest to him help him. He will definitely go around Yuan and get it himself. When someone encounters things, he always thinks about how to ask others for help, while Mo Huaiyuan is used to seeking help from himself.

Mo Huaiyuan knew clearly what he was going to face next, and it was possible to solve it calmly or fail in a mess. If you want to say it was miserable, why didn’t he have miserable? What was the ultimate miserable thing? He sat here steadily and saw what storm that those who hated him could cause. He agreed, it didn’t matter.

It may be good for Zou Yan to leave at this time, but that person, in order not to be contaminated and implicated at this critical moment, it is best to leave quickly.

Even though, he was so reluctant to let her go.

"You go first."

"In the future, we have the opportunity to contact you again."

He finished this sentence lightly and returned to his seat to sit.

Things like "the future" are unpredictable, and it is possible that things will change when we meet in the future. However, Zou Yan is a friend, and Mo Huaiyuan can still look forward to such a "the future."

What Zou Yan was going to say next was choked in his throat.
Chapter completed!