“Okay, let’s do what you said.” Vivian agreed and asked again, “When can you move on your side?”


    “Now.”


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    “Okay, that’s a deal.”


    The two agreed and hung up the phone.


    Vivian got up and went into the dressing room to change her clothes, intending to go talk to the directorter.


    And she just didn’t notice that there was another person’s figure outside the lounge.


    That person is … Melody.


    However, she also just arrived, did not hear clearly where Vivian was going, but knew that she was leaving Y City.


    Melody’s eyes flowed with a slight sh, and seemed to catch the opportunity.


    …


    L City.


    Brody Group.


    Brody Group is Dixon’s father’spany, named by Dixon’s grandfather after his son Brody.


    Because Deangelo left The Dixon family on the night of Dixon’s wedding to Larissa, he has not been heard from since.


    Dixon’s father had no choice but to let Dixon inherit thepany and take care of thepany’s business.


    Everyone thought that Dixon was a mediocre person who was useless except for his medical skills, but he did not know that Dixon had his own privatepany and knew the Brody Group very well.


    Except for Deangelo, of course.


    Deangelo and Dixon rtionship is good, usually thepany business processing is not finished will also let Dixon on behalf of the management.


    At this time, Dixon people are processing documents in the office.


    Knock knock knock –


    Someone knocked on the office door.


    “Come in.”


    Dixon frowned at the documents, full of fatigue.


    The person outside pushed the door open and walked in, then stood in front of the desk and put down the thermos in his hand, “Dixon, take a break, it’s time for dinner.”


    At the sound of Larissa’s voice, Dixon had physically rejected her.


    The knitted eyebrows twisted into a Sichuan character, looking up, unhappily at her, “Who asked you toe?”


    Larissa had made soup and came to the office full of joy, wanting to surprise Dixon, but who knew that what she was waiting for was his gloomy face questioning.


    As the daughter of The Larissa family, Larissa had never suffered from this kind of aggression.


    She had no choice but to swallow her teeth, even though she was upset.


    “Mom said you are busy in thepany, so I made soup to give you a tonic.” Larissa held back the aggression in her heart and unscrewed the thermos bucket.


    The soup she made was ck chicken soup, with ginseng and party ginseng, and simmered slowly for four hours on low heat.


    In the past, at The Larissa family, she would not have had to do this herself, but for Dixon’s sake, she had asked the cook to give her hands-on instructions.


    Smelling the rich aroma, Larissa’s heart was filled with emotion, for her father and brother had never eaten her food.


    “Take it away.”


    Dixon didn’t even look at her and let her leave with her things.


    Larissa’s hand holding the soup spoon paused and looked at Dixon incredulously, her pupils seemingly shattered and tinged with a bit of pain.


    “I know you don’t want to see me, I can leave, but the soup is here, you can drink itter. Okay?”


    In any case, this soup is what she spent four hours painstakingly stewed out, can not waste a good intention.


    She was confident that even if Dixon took just one sip, he would be able to feel her intention.


    The man at work stopped what he was doing and looked up, his cold eyes shooting at her, “Drink a little and then climb into my bed? What, you haven’t had enough of this clumsy trick?”


    “No, I haven’t.”


    Larissa’s face swished a few shades whiter.


    The rehashing of the old story was undoubtedly telling her the fact that she had been forcibly dragged to the hospital to have an abortion, and reminding her of the fact that she had climbed into Deangelo’s bed.


    But more than that, it was humiliating.