Chapter Seventy-Five: The Young Master is afraid of tiring you

In the evening, the lights are on.

In the bedroom next to Hyun Junhao, Aunt Zhi was helping Mo Beichen make the bed, and Mo Beichen was tidying up his wardrobe.

"Young grandma, didn't the young master explain those words to you just now?

Mo Beichen's hand arranging his clothes suddenly paused, "I didn't make trouble?"

"Didn't you?" Aunt Zhi dusted off the sheets, with a thick suspicion, "Why did you suddenly sleep in a separate room?"

Mo Beichen lowered his head in embarrassment and continued to tidy up, "How do I know this." ”

She really didn't know what the man was doing, obviously one second he seemed to explain what he meant to her, and the next second he turned his face and let her move out.

Even in the past, his attitude was always hot and cold, but he never changed his face faster than turning a book like he did today.

She is becoming more and more unable to understand his card routine.

Mo Beichen simply put down the clothes in his hand, got up and walked to Aunt Zhi's side.

Tentatively asked, "Aunt Zhi, do you know why?" Do you think the young master is weird today?"

"Strange?" Aunt Zhi was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

"It's okay if you don't say it, young grandma, I seem to know this. ”

"What do you know?" Mo Beichen was ready to listen.

She wants to see if she can help her master say something.

Aunt Zhi lowered her voice and glanced at Mo Beichen a little slyly, "Young grandma, you have just been discharged from the hospital, I think the young master is afraid of tiring you by doing this, right?"

"Tired of me, what can he tire me?" Mo Beichen blurted out without thinking. After thinking about it again, he suddenly understood something, and his face immediately turned red.

Aunt Zhi was completely immersed in her own speculation, and continued to analyze: "Young Grandma, don't you think that all the abnormal behavior of the young master today is because he cares about you? ”

From the small villa in the western suburbs to the current Xuanfu, Aunt Zhi thinks that she has witnessed the change of Xuan Junhao's attitude towards Mo Beichen.

Concerned about me? The eldest young master of the Xuan family, who was high up, cared about her, a woman who was born ordinarily and had to be attached to the Xuan family to pay off her debts? Just the disdainful and disgusted eyes in his eyes when he looked at him were clear at a glance.

It's just that... This time he was really saving himself, wasn't he?

Aunt Zhi straightened out the last wrinkle on the bed and glanced at the medicine bowl she had brought in earlier on the bedside table.

"Grandma's bed has been made, you can rest early while you finish drinking the medicine while it's hot!"

"Oh, got it. ”

After Aunt Zhi left, Mo Beichen picked up the medicine and was about to drink it, but suddenly remembered the true and false words that Aunt Zhi had just said, and couldn't help but be a little distracted.

"What, is the medicine too bitter?"

The man who told her not to wander around just now didn't know when he had walked in, and he was still standing at the end of the bed, looking at her with burning eyes.

"Ahh No. Mo Beichen hurriedly waved his hand.

For fear of being spied on by him, he hurriedly brought the bowl to his lips and drank it without even having time to change his breath.

She drank it too quickly, she didn't expect the bitterness of the medicine at all, and as soon as she finished drinking, she felt a pang of discomfort in her stomach.

"......" but he still swallowed the medicine forcibly, and a pair of beautiful eyebrows were almost screwed together.

Seeing this, the man stepped over from the end of the bed in three or two steps.

"Drink it slowly. ”

There was a hint of complaint in his indifferent tone, and he stretched out a large hand to caress her back.

The moment the man's hand touched her back, Mo Beichen's body couldn't help but stiffen slightly, and then remembering Aunt Zhi's words made her panic for no reason, she couldn't help but hide outside by his body.

is as smart as Hyun Junhao, how could he not notice her dodging, and when I think of her hiding in Song Yifan's arms that night, I looked pitiful, and there was a different feeling in my heart.

The man's hand slid to her waist and pulled her into his arms with a gentle hook.

Mo Beichen was holding the empty bowl in his arms, and his face was pressed against the man's strong chest, and he couldn't react at once. It's not moving, it's not moving, it's stiff and almost solidified into a sculpture.

The man deliberately leaned into her ear and whispered, "Is this better?"

Mo Beichen was very unaccustomed to his tenderness, his face suddenly turned red, and he said continuously: "It's better." ”

She wanted to push him away, but the man had already seen through her intentions first, and her arm shrank again, and she leaned towards him.

The woman in her arms had finished taking a shower at this time, changed into a pink and green pajamas, with snow-white skin, lining her whole person like a pink budding flower, and the woman's soft roundness was attached to the man's body through the thin fabric.

Mo Beichen's embarrassed face gradually turned from hot to hot.

Hyun Jun-ho looked at her eyelashes flashing slightly, but he didn't let go of her at all, but narrowed his eyes slightly and stared straight at her.

Mo Beichen couldn't, gritted his teeth, "I'm ready to rest, you... Let's get out, right?"

Her eyes sparkled, but the words without a title made Hyun Joon-ho hear a sense of alienation.

He was reluctant to hold her waist, and suddenly asked for no reason, "Are you willing to change to Song Yifan?"

How could he say that? Mo Beichen raised his eyes and looked at him in surprise.

She seemed to suddenly understand the reason why Hyun Junhao drove her out of the car halfway that night, was the message received on the phone related to her and Song Yifan?

He must have misunderstood something.

She smacked her lips, ready to explain to him, "I'm sorry,..."

At this moment, feeling the soft body in his arms and watching her pink little mouth open and close, Hyun Joon-ho had an urge to bow his head and kiss it, which seemed to have exceeded his original intention of trying to tease her at the beginning.

He hated the feeling of being out of control.

The man let go of her suddenly, took a step back, and a coldness was born in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"I don't want to hear it, go to bed early if you want to!"

After saying that, he resolutely turned around and walked out with a few strides on his long legs.

......

Early the next morning, Mo Beichen got up early in the morning.

She slept well last night, because it was the first day of work after the vacation, Mo Beichen also put on light makeup.

When she passed by Hyun Joon-ho's bedroom, she quietly listened that he should not have gotten up yet.

When I got downstairs, Aunt Zhi was preparing breakfast.

Aunt Zhi sent a bowl of hot red bean porridge that looked a little hot to Mo Beichen.

"Young grandma, this is a millet porridge that is simmered slowly for you on low heat according to the instructions of the young master, to nourish your beauty and nourish your blood, please drink it while it's hot!"

Mo Beichen was a little unexpected, and his heart couldn't help but move slightly, "What the young master ordered?"

"Yes, yesterday before going to bed, the young master specially told me, saying that it was light and nutritious. ”

Mo Beichen picked up the spoon, stirred the porridge in the bowl, and asked thoughtfully, "The young master hasn't gotten up yet?"

"Not yet, the young master worked in the study until late last night before going to sleep. ”

"By the way, young grandma, are you ready to go to work today? Do you want me to call the young master? You can follow him to the company." ”

Aunt Zhi said and prepared to take off the apron around her waist and go upstairs.

Mo Beichen stopped her in time, "No, let him sleep a little longer! I'll just take a taxi later." ”

Thinking that Hyun Junhao left her on the road that day because of her own inappropriate behavior, Mo Beichen felt that he was a little at a loss.

"If he sleeps late, let him sleep a little longer!"

How could Aunt Zhi not be as shrewd as Aunt Zhi at the moment.

"Oh, that young grandmother, you drink porridge first, and I'll go and bring the Chinese medicine to the company after preparing it for you." ”

Mo Beichen scooped a spoonful of porridge and sent it to his mouth, and responded sneeringly.

......

After taking a taxi to the company, the first thing Mo Beichen did was to report to Ren Jie's director's office.

Although Uncle Quan had already approved a week's sick leave for Mo Beichen before, he didn't come to work for such a long time, so he should explain the reason to Ren Jie on the first day.

"Miss Mo is not simple, when she comes to me to ask for leave, it is all done by a person like Uncle Quan. ”

How could Ren Jie not know that unless it was a different relationship with Hyun Junhao, how could ordinary people work Uncle Quan to report for her such a trivial matter as asking for leave.

Some time ago, there were already some rumors circulating in the public relations department, mostly about Mo Beichen acting as a junior and kicking out his predecessor.

Mo Beichen was speechless to respond, she didn't care about asking for leave in the first few days after she was admitted to the hospital, who knew that when she asked again, Uncle Quan had already helped her ask for leave.

Ren Jie raised her eyes again, as if she wanted to ask why. "Isn't Miss Mo going to explain?"

Mo Beichen lowered his eyes slightly, ready to be silent is golden.

"I don't have the right to interfere in the private life of employees, but if it affects the work of the public relations department, I think I also have the right to ask my superiors to make adjustments!"

Ren Jie sat in the boss's chair and said ruthlessly.

"The company's chief executive accompanied the staff canteen, and spent a lot of money to laugh at the Pomeranians, these gossip news are all colorful, even if I am in the position of public relations director, I will inevitably hear about it, so I can imagine what kind of scene these employees under my command usually have when they chatted in the pantry. ”

Of course, Mo Beichen understood what Ren Jie meant by the adjustment, she had only been in the company for a long time, if she was so easily fired from Hengyuan by her boss, wouldn't it make her grandmother, who was bent on letting herself into the company, lose her face.

Mo Beichen hurriedly apologized with trepidation, "Director Ren, I'm sorry...... I'll definitely pay attention to it later. ”

Ren Jie looked at her rather humble appearance, and thought that her mouth grew on someone else, how could she control it.

I couldn't help but sigh slightly, and adjusted my tone again, "Okay, you don't have to apologize to me, you don't have to explain to me, doing your job well is the best proof." You get out!"

"Yes. Mo Beichen finally breathed a long sigh in his heart,

Then he hurriedly got up and walked out of the director's room with hurried steps.