Chapter 12: What Are Your Intentions in Approaching Me?

Rich people eat casually in super high-end restaurants, and it's not that An Ning hasn't seen a big scene, but from the moment he sits on the sofa chair, his palms are sweating.

That kind of cramped uneasiness was something she had never experienced before.

"Your name is An Ning, it's such a nice name, it's not bad to try this anchovy shrimp."

Lin Qing was dressed exquisitely, but there was no shelf, and he kindly sandwiched an anchovy shrimp for her and put it on the plate, and her gentle eyes and voice made the chopsticks in An Ning's hand tremble a little.

"Thank you."

The corners of his stiff lips wanted to burst out with a smile, but he was pressed by An Ning, and lowered his head to silently put the shrimp in his mouth.

"Mom, I want it too."

Chi Chan shook her body coquettishly, her mouth opened, Lin Qing smiled and picked up a anchovy shrimp and put it in her mouth, and the skillful movements looked like she often did.

"How old is your child, and you still need your mother to feed you."

The pampering tone listened to the tranquility of the breath, and the head lowered more and more.

She ate a meal that was exceptionally full, because Lin Qing kept giving her vegetables to let her eat more, she took care of everyone very gently, even the dishes in the Chimo bowl were inexhaustible, but there were differences.

When those eyes looked at her, their eyes were gentle, but the eyes of Chi Mo and Chi Chan were love.

Chi Mo saw all the changing emotions on her face, and her eyes became colder and colder.

Chi Chan rubbed her stomach, beckoned to the waiter with her slender hand, and said to Chi Mo with a smile, "I ate well today, thank you brother for your hospitality." ”

Gathering his eyes, Chi Mo handed over the credit card.

The four of them came out of the restaurant, and Lin Qing glanced at the time on his watch, "Chanchan, it's time for your piano lessons." ”

"It's piano class again, Mom, it's hard to come out and hang out, and it's okay to miss one lesson."

Chi Chan dragged Lin Qing's hand and shook it, but this time her attitude was very resolute, "No, you can't delay a class, learning is important." ”

"Hmph, preach again, can't I go back to class?"

"Chi Mo, then I'll go back with Chanchan first, and I'll go back early when you're done."

"Okay."

Chi Mo beckoned to call a taxi, and only turned around after watching Lin Qing and Chi Chan leave.

"What are your intentions in trying so hard to be my assistant?"

"Huh?"

An Ning was still looking at the departing car, and when she heard Chi Mo's cold voice, she quickly withdrew her gaze and looked at him, she was just to inherit the family business, what could she do?

Seeing that she didn't speak, the look in Chi Mo's eyes deepened, and his height of one meter eighty-seven oppressively approached, "Don't tell me that you want to learn how to make desserts before you stalked me as an assistant, when you were eating just now, what you were thinking about had nothing to do with desserts." ”

An Ning panicked, no wonder Chi Mo didn't talk much just now, it turned out to be staring at her.

"What the hell are you trying to do when you're approaching me?"

The questioning continued, An Ning lowered her head and tried to think of a reason, but found that her brain had already become a pot of paste, and she couldn't pull it out, no matter how fake the reason was.

When he was flustered, an unfamiliar voice suddenly burst into his ears.

"Hi, Mr. Chi, long time no see."

The person who came said hello familiarly, put his hand on Chi Mo's shoulder, and saw that his brows had a tendency to wrinkle, so he hurriedly took it down.

An Ning looked at the man who suddenly popped out in front of her to relieve her, and felt some gratitude in her heart, if this person hadn't come out, she might not be able to withstand Chi Mo's questioning.

"This is ......"

The man's curious eyes looked over, and his sunny and handsome face was full of hearty smiles.