Chapter 12: A Taste of Home
"You don't have to explain, with your craft, that's all you can do." Huo Yunzhao said coldly, his eyes darkened.
Ling Xiangsi suddenly felt aggrieved, but thinking of this man's bad temperament, she still continued to uphold the principle that it is better to save more things, and silently shut up.
Huo Yunzhao didn't say any more sarcastic, picked up the chopsticks, but tasted them compassionately.
But......
With just one bite, his complexion changed drastically, and then he suddenly overturned the dishes and chopsticks on the table to the ground.
"Bang!"
The chopsticks fell to the ground, making a violent sound, which shocked Ling Xiangsi and froze in place.
What madness is this neuropathy!
"Second young ......" she wrinkled her eyebrows, but her fingers were tightly pinched together.
"Are you sending beggars?" Huo Yunzhao's eyes flickered with coldness, word by word, like a beast that had been angered for no reason.
Ling Xiangsi was a little confused, "Er Shao, is there anything wrong with this side?" ”
Huo Yunzhao sneered, a trace of gratuitous emotion flashed in the depths of his eyes, but it was annihilated in an instant, "Of course there is a problem." ”
"What's the problem?" Ling Xiangsi furrowed his brows and subconsciously asked rhetorically.
Huo Yunzhao's expression did not change, and he was still full of sharp danger, which made people dare not look directly, "What do you say?" ”
Ling Xiangsi: "......"
If she knew, how could she ask him!
She had already tasted it secretly before it was brought out of the pot, and there would be no problems at all!
Is this man looking for fault with her for no reason?
"Ershao, what is it ......" Ling Xiangsi suppressed his anger and asked calmly again.
But Huo Yunzhao obviously had limited patience, and after provoking a cold glance at her, he spit out a word.
"Get out."
There is no reason for this.
It's really a nervous disorder!
Ling Xiangsi immediately scolded him three thousand times in her heart, but when she raised her eyes, she left the villa without saying a word.
Let her go now, she can't ask for it.
It wasn't until Ling Xiangsi's figure completely disappeared that Huo Yunzhao could barely suppress the anger and gloom in his heart, and instead turned his gaze to the dishes and chopsticks that were torn apart on the ground.
and the steaming egg noodles.
This woman ......
How could he make somen noodles that tasted the same as his mother's!
"Two less...... Need me clean it now? The maid on the side trembled, facing Huo Yunzhao with a gloomy face, she didn't dare to make any private moves at all.
Huo Yunzhao glanced at her coldly, pursed his lips and did not speak.
He must have been hallucinating, and the woman was just a coincidence.
"Do you still have noodles?" For a long time, Huo Yunzhao's cold tone did not fluctuate at all, hovering in the living room of the villa.
The maid didn't dare to have any delay, "Miss Ling did a lot just now, and there are still in the pot." ”
"Bring a bowl." Huo Yunzhao's face was expressionless.
Ershao's mind is really elusive.
The maid replied softly, cleaned up the mess in the living room, and turned into the kitchen.
Seeing the bowl of hot noodles in front of him again, Huo Yunzhao didn't get angry anymore, but enjoyed it without saying a word.
His movements are meticulous and elegant, from beginning to end, without the slightest disobedience.
Especially the deep and dark gaze, staring at the face, as if looking at another person through it.
On the other side, after Ling Xiangsi got out of Lin Hai's villa, he returned to his Dongcheng apartment.
The cold hasn't gotten better, and after being tossed by that Huo Ershao, her condition seems to have worsened a lot.
Fortunately, there was still cold medicine at home, and after taking two pills, Ling Xiangsi lay on the bed groggily and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already dark outside the window.
Ling Xiangsi cooked a bowl of instant noodles at random, and sat in front of the computer and ate it for a while.
Now that she has resigned from her temporary job on Chu Weiwei's side, her internship really can't be delayed any longer. Although there is no news from those media companies, there is still time, and she can't give up now.
After sleeping for a whole night, Ling Xiangsi finally felt that her condition was much better.
Wearing thicker clothes, she did not go any further, and after leaving the apartment, she began to carry out large-scale netting work in the city.
It's just that a morning has passed, and although she has submitted a lot of resumes, none of the companies have given her a definite re-examination answer.
Reluctantly returned to the apartment, and was just about to take a rest, but I saw the call from the psychopath.
"Come to the villa." Huo Yunzhao was concise and to the point, and after saying these three words, he quickly hung up the phone.
Ling Xiangsi was indignant and dissatisfied in his heart, and after scolding two bastards, he got up and changed his clothes helplessly.
Who made her subject to others now?
Having had an experience, Ling Xiangsi was not unfamiliar with the villa, and after sitting and renting it here, he entered the living room of the villa under the heavy eyes of the bodyguards.
Like yesterday, Huo Ershao stood in the corridor on the second floor, with a straight suit and a handsome face like a knife, delicate and bewitching.
It's just that the action of inserting his trouser pocket is too indifferent and underbeaten.
Ling Xiangsi suppressed her anger and pretended to be good-tempered and smiled slightly, "Er Shao, you are in such a hurry to find me, are you ......?"
Before he finished speaking, the man standing in the corridor glanced over coldly, "Make me a cup of coffee first." ”
With that, he turned around and walked steadily into the study.
She was apparently very skillful in her calling.
Ling Xiangsi was so angry that her teeth itched, and after glaring at his back viciously, she clenched her fists and walked into the kitchen with the maid.
Fortunately, she didn't embarrass her too much this time, and under the guidance of the maid, Ling Xiangsi quickly brewed Huo Yunzhao's favorite South American-style coffee.
Walking to the study on the second floor with coffee, Ling Xiangsi knocked politely on the door and said, "Er Shao, the coffee is ready." ”
Soon, Huo Yunzhao's deep voice came from inside, "Come in." ”
Ling Xiangsi didn't delay, pushed open the door and walked in, and directly put the coffee on his desktop, and reminded by the way, "Er Shao, your coffee, be careful of scalding." ”
That service attitude is so good that people can't find fault with it.
But Huo Yunzhao is obviously not an ordinary person.
Lightly stopping the action of tapping on the keyboard, he glanced at the coffee, "The color is too dark, change the cup." ”
Ling Xiangsi: "......"
If there is an emoji, Ling Xiangsi's head must be a black question mark face now.
"Er Shao, I'm ......" The smile on Ling Xiangsi's face was a little unbearable, but she still wanted to die to save it.
"Any questions?" Huo Yunzhao asked indifferently, his swishing gaze rising and falling with his expression, almost making people shudder.
Ling Xiangsi knew the hidden threat of this sentence, so after taking a deep breath, he suppressed the anger that was about to burst out of his mouth.
"I see, Ershao."