Hearing Mo Ziyun's words, Long Jiahao, Mo Ziming, and even Chen Xian's eyes widened. Mo Ziyun, who has always been calm and wise, would say such an embarrassing thing? What's going on here?

When Long Jiahao heard with his own ears that Mo Ziyun was going to sleep in the small bungalow with Ye Hao, he immediately felt a sense of shame and anger that he was green, and he looked up at Chen Xian and said angrily: "Auntie, look at it, Ziyun said such a thing, do you think it is appropriate?" ”

"Mo Ziyun, you are shameless." Mo Ziming also roared at Mo Ziyun, who had already walked out of the door.

He and his mother Chen Xian all hope that Mo Ziyun can marry Long Jiahao as soon as possible, because once they get married, his Mo family's status in Jiangnan can be further improved, and he even hopes to enter the top circle in Yanjing.

But this Mo Ziyun is just not angry.

"This guy is simply going back more and more, Mom, I'll go to Grandpa to reason, I think she's still staying outside for two years, and she won't even recognize her parents." Mo Ziming walked out in a huff.

Only Mo Minghui, who was in a wheelchair, looked at the back of his daughter rushing out, and a look of relief flashed in his eyes.

By the pond, under the willow tree, Mo Ziyun squatted on the ground angrily, picking a leaf with his right hand and kneading it vigorously, not knowing what he was venting.

Ye Hao stood beside Mo Ziyun, and after half a sound, he said softly: "Mr. Mo, why don't I go outside and find a place to stay, and when you finish here, I'll come and pick you up." ”

"No, you are my father's savior and my personal bodyguard, you can't go." Mo Ziyun immediately turned his head towards Ye Hao and refused.

Ye Hao looked back at the fish swimming leisurely in the pond, and said with a faint smile: "Mo family...... It's not a small momentum. Who is that guy giggling in a vest? ”

Hearing this, the anger on Mo Ziyun's face disappeared a lot, and he sighed: "That's my eldest brother, he had a serious illness when he was eighteen years old, and his brain was not very good after he was cured. Many people outside don't know about this matter, and my mother is saying that my eldest brother works abroad. ”

"Where's your dad?" Ye Hao rarely has some gossip heart.

"Car accidents, many years. After my dad had a car accident, the affairs of the group slowly began to be taken care of by my mother, and the Mo family's industry will be Mo Ziming's bastard sooner or later. I don't know why he forced me to marry the Long family, it's unreasonable. Mo Ziyun gritted his teeth, and it was rare to tell Ye Hao so much about his family.

Ye Hao smiled and didn't speak.

"I'm sorry to make it difficult for you." After Mo Ziyun calmed down, he got up and apologized to Ye Hao seriously.

Ye Hao waved his hand, then turned around and walked towards the small bungalow behind, turned his back to Mo Ziyun and said, "Go back, otherwise Old Man Mo will come to me in a while." ”

Looking at Ye Hao's back, Mo Ziyun's eyes were a little complicated, except for her grandfather, Ye Hao was the first man who made her unable to see clearly.

In the evening, Ye Hao went to eat on the first floor of the Welcome Pavilion, outside was the corridor and lounge, and there was a large private room in the innermost, which was where the people who worked for the Mo family ate, including maids, gardeners, cooks, drivers, and so on.

Ye Hao was called by a servant, maybe Mo Ziyun said hello, otherwise he didn't know when to eat or where to eat?

As soon as I entered the private room, there was a large round table inside, and there were no less than ten people sitting next to it, including men and women, old and young, but it could be seen that they were all relatively ordinary.

These people all know each other, and here, Ye Hao belongs to outsiders. He sat down silently and ate silently.

At this time, a man in a chef's uniform said softly: "Everyone hurry up and eat, the chef from Xuzhou will be here soon, and we have to make some dishes tonight, everyone has to help." ”

"Hey, who's that? New here, you can help me wash the potatoes out later. The fat chef looked at Ye Hao with the bowl.

Ye Hao was stunned for a moment, glanced left and right, pointed to himself and asked, "Are you talking to me?" ”

"It's not you or someone, it's new." The middle-aged chef fat man said imposingly.

A security guard sitting next to him who didn't speak said in a deep voice: "He's not new, he's Miss's bodyguard." ”

"Miss's bodyguard? I'm still the young master's imperial chef. They were all invited by the Mo family at their expense, aren't they just newcomers? The chef sneered.

At this moment, there was a sound of wheels rolling and a slight footstep outside the door, and a middle-aged man pushed Mo Minghui into the box.

When everyone saw the comer, their faces changed, and they hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks and stood up and said respectfully: "Mr. Mo is good." ”

As soon as Mo Minghui raised his eyes, he saw Ye Hao sitting in it, he was shocked, and hurriedly shouted, "Mr. Ye, why are you eating here?" It's just nonsense. ”

Ye Hao turned his head, and seeing Mo Minghui's apologetic face and a hint of anger, he got up and said, "Mr. Mo, why are you here?" Oh, and the meal was delicious. ”

"No, no, you are Ziyun's friend and my savior, how can you eat here?" Mo Minghui said and raised his eyes to the fat chef and said, "Lao Yan, you fry a few dishes for Mr. Ye alone and send them to the private room on the second floor, I want to have a drink with Mr. Ye." ”

Miss's friend? A lifesaver? The fat chef Lao Yan was a little confused, he looked at Ye Hao and saw that Ye Hao was looking at him.

He suddenly felt the urge to slap his mouth in the face, and quickly nodded and said, "Eh, okay, okay, I'll get it right away." ”

Ye Hao was in a difficult mood, and took the elevator with Mo Minghui to the small private room on the second floor. When you get to the second floor, the decoration inside is different from the cloud and mud below, the soft high-end carpet under your feet, the precious calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, the red paint painted on the pillars, and the dragon and phoenix carved on it.

In the elegant and chic small room, Mo Minghui sat in a wheelchair, Ye Hao sat opposite, and after a while, the fat man Lao Yan and two servants came up with five dishes. Four dishes and one soup, the portion is not very much, but it is very beautiful and exquisite.

"Lao Yan turned out to be a senior chef in the state-guest restaurant in Yanjing, and the old man liked the food he cooked, so he followed." Mo Minghui introduced Lao Yan who was standing next to him a little.

Ye Hao nodded: "It looks like he has an appetite, and he is not a master." ”

"Hehe, Mr. Ye praised me, I was cheap before, and I asked Mr. Ye not to blame." Lao Yan hurriedly apologized.

Ye Hao waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

Mo Minghui picked up a bottle of Moutai wine, filled it with two glasses, then handed one to Ye Hao, raised his glass and said, "Mr. Ye, I apologize to you on behalf of my wife and son, I respect you." ”

"Mr. Mo is serious, and I respect you too." Ye Hao raised his wine glass and drank it all.

"Come on, come on, try Lao Yan's craftsmanship." Mo Minghui began to beckon to eat.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, a touch of wine red has appeared on Mo Minghui's face, and he has talked a lot.

"I wonder where Mr. Ye learned his medical skills? Listening to Ziyun, I almost died today, thanks to Mr. Ye's medical skills. Mo Minghui asked sideways, he had a long private chat with Mo Ziyun before he came.