Wenhao was satisfied with Xu Qinglai in the surveillance, so when he appeared at the door of the living room, his heart was full of expectations, hoping that Xu Qinglai could bring him a different feeling and make him forget a person he shouldn't fall in love with.

Xu Qinglai smiled and said, "I didn't know I would wait so late, probably it was cold to eat." How is this good? ”

Wenhao touched the food box: "If I'm not mistaken, the thermal insulation performance of Hutchison's food box is extraordinary." Let me open it and take a look. ”

Non-VIPs can't borrow Hutchison's food boxes.

The food box did not disappoint Wenhao, and the three dishes and one soup in it were still hot. Even the rice is steaming hot.

The writer had just come out of the annoying meeting, and he was hungry, and when he saw this hot soup and hot dish, his heart couldn't help but warm a little.

The subcontracted construction team was built in a disorderly manner, and the resident architect requested that the disorderly part be demolished and redone according to the drawing design. The leader of the subcontracted construction team didn't want to rework, and when he saw that the resident architect was a young man, he was contemptuous and perfunctory with "all the same".

Unexpectedly, Xiao Young is a strong turtle, and he must dismantle it.

The confrontation progressed from verbal to physical, and then bloody, and the resident architect was almost beaten unconscious by several oilers of the subcontracted construction team because of his weak body.

The reason why it was reported to Wenhao was because the person who followed the ambulance called back and said that the resident architect had been sent directly to the intensive care unit.

The writer, who was about to go on a date after work, had to quickly organize a high-level meeting.

Now that something has happened on the construction site, the impact can be big or small. He had to serve a snack. Even if the meeting is for show, it has to be done. At the very least, you can give the PR team some PR materials such as "the company's top management is the first to know".

A mouthful of soup into the stomach, slightly sour, slightly spicy, and the harmony is just the heat. I also put a chopstick on the soup baby cabbage, which is delicious and tender. The writer couldn't help but close his eyes and smile.

Hutchison is so good at making ordinary dishes to the extreme.

Raising his eyes and looking at Xu Qinglai again, there were already two more points of love in his eyes.

Xu Qinglai is used to seeing things in the love scene, with a glance and a raise of hand, she can tell whether she likes it or not, and even the degree of liking.

Seeing this visit, he greatly improved the writer's attitude towards himself, and he was unconsciously happy, and became more and more calm.

The writer actually likes Mo Yan to be unrestrained and comfortable, and he retreats to the second, Xu Qinglai is so dignified and calm, which is also a good choice for his wife.

Since this meal, Wenhao has returned to the rhythm of inviting Xu Qinglai to eat from time to time.

After three or five days, Xu Qinglai gradually felt dissatisfied.

She felt that progress was too slow.

I have known Wenhao for more than half a month, and she is still only hovering at the level of eating together, and she has not penetrated more into his life at all. I've never been to his house, I've never seen him without a suit, I've never met his friends, I don't know his preferences.

She also floated outside his circle.

After thinking about it, there was no other breakthrough, so Xu Qinglai decided to take a risk.

On this day, he was recruited by the writer to accompany him to lunch.

Prepare your meals and start eating. Xu Qinglai made a small talk: "I remember, once, you said that my high school classmate Mo Yan opened an interior design company. Will it have an intersection with your real estate company? ”

She didn't want to mention Mo Yan either. It's not like I can't find a way to infiltrate the life of a writer.

Communicate, how can you communicate without talking!

Wenhao's eyes were slightly stunned, and after a while, he smiled gently: "It seems that there is a little intersection." I have someone under me who is in charge of docking, I don't know. ”

Xu Qinglai's mind flashed back to the old riverside shipyard, the scene of the writer helping Mo Yan tie a scarf with his warm veins, and sneered in his heart: It's strange if you don't know, I'm afraid you don't want to say it.

Because the writer refused to be open and honest, Xu Qinglai was disheartened.

However, on the face, Xu Qinglai was still dignified: "The reason why I suddenly mentioned Mo Yan was because I saw Mo Yan's sister on the way here. ”

The writer's gaze was stunned again: "Mo Yan's sister? "He really doesn't know that Mo Yan still has a sister!

"You don't know?"

The writer shook his head truthfully.

Xu Qinglai naturally didn't believe him, he didn't know, but he didn't want to say it when he was a writer.

However, the topic has already been opened, so she can only continue: "Her sister is not a sister of the same father and mother, but the daughter of her stepmother. Her sister was also a student of Ronghuazhi back then, and she was an alumnus, and I knew everything. When I saw her today, I almost didn't recognize her. ”

The writer unconsciously asked: "What?" ”

Xu Qinglai was sad, as if she was really sorry for what she was about to say: "I have always had the impression that her sister is very beautiful, but when I look at it today, she is already haggard like a sister." Alas, in fact, she is three or four years younger than me and Mo Yan. ”

The writer was silent.

His chopsticks pick at the dishes, but they don't pick up any. This kind of action, which is inconsistent with his usual dining etiquette, is revealing his inner struggle. All of them were seen by Xu Qinglai.

"I heard that her sister didn't get into college, she went to a junior college, and she still dropped out. It is completely different from Mo Yan's motivation. Nowadays, what way out can a girl who has graduated from college have? I saw her as if she was delivering a courier. Fortunately, it was the kind of document courier that was sent. ”

The writer continued to be silent.

With his identity and status, it is very easy to follow the Buddha alone.

It's just that he is the one who said "goodbye" to Mo Yan, and he also promised his mother to return to Mo Yan and return to the bridge, and there is no reason to interfere in the people or things in Mo Yan's life anymore.

"I don't know if it's her sister who is stubborn and refuses to have a successful sister, or Mo Yan hates her stepmother for breaking up her family and is unwilling to help her sister." Xu Qinglai carefully threw out his slander while observing his words.

The writer put down the chopsticks with a "snap". He really couldn't listen to Xu Qinglai's hint that Mo Yan was not good.

"To each man has a life. Adults can only be responsible for their own lives. There's not much we can do. After Wenhao finished speaking, he picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, indicating that he had eaten.

Xu Qinglai hurriedly smiled: "Yes." Originally, I wanted to park and take care of her sister. If it was possible, she would have introduced her sister to a job that didn't have to be exposed to the wind and sun, but later, she didn't do anything because she was afraid of upsetting Mo Yan. ”

Wenhao got up decisively: "I can't wait." The meeting will be called up at 1:10 p.m. If you haven't eaten well, allow me to go first. ”

Xu Qinglai followed and got up: "Let's go together." ”

Her original intention was to provoke the writer to say something, and if she gave feedback, there would be in-depth communication.

Judging the writer's feelings for Mo Yan or something, she already disdained to do it. Even if the writer likes Mo Yan in her heart, she admits it. The important thing is to infiltrate yourself into the life of the writer.