The temperature of those hands is the same as that of a man's own temperament, although it is not cold, but also low.

Han Mo took her hand and walked towards the restaurant.

And Uncle Liu, who Mi Youning thought of just now, was busy at the dining table at this time.

Seeing the two of them appear, Uncle Liu bent over and said respectfully, "The head of the family, it's ready, it's ready to eat." ”

When Han Mo faced Uncle Liu, his face was no longer so emotionless, and his eyes changed.

He nodded to Uncle Liu, and pressed Mi Youning to the lower position of the main seat and sat down.

The breakfast is a combination of Chinese and Western, looking at this different breakfast, Mi Youning smiled.

This man is really smart.

Even such trivial things are taken care of.

The original owner, Bai Ling, rarely eats Western food, and even loves Chinese food.

Mi Youning can't say that he loves Chinese food, but he also has a bit of a preference for Chinese food.

But at this time, she picked up the knife and fork, and the table manners were very elegant.

That demeanor and demeanor have no weakness in heart and no concealment.

That's what Mi Youning is all about.

Since the man has already guessed something, she lets the other party see it clearly.

Some things are fine as long as they are not spoken, and it doesn't matter what you think in your heart.

And she was not afraid to stand aside, and the suspicion of the man who had been watching her deepened.

The man's words last night already showed that he didn't care who she was.

Sure enough, Han Mo's eyebrows didn't change when he saw the woman using a knife and fork.

He smiled and took the soup in Uncle Liu's hand and ate slowly.

Breakfast ended in a very calm atmosphere for the two.

There is no worry about the original owner.

The original owner was from an ordinary family, and she couldn't bear it at all in the face of this untouchable table manners.

Even when eating, he always speaks.

That's when she's nervous, and when she's nervous, she'll keep talking.

Of course, if you confide it, it's definitely a headache.

Often at this time, Han Mo would be halfway through the meal and turn away.

So until the end of breakfast, Uncle Liu's eyes were still on Mi Youning's body.

There was something strange about that gaze.

Especially when I saw her using a knife and fork, the table manners were very formal, and the movements were indescribably elegant.

Uncle Liu had contemplation in his eyes, but he arranged things as before.

Han Mo is not idle, he is at home every day.

He manages a huge financial conglomerate, and he is also known as the Dark Emperor of the underground forces.

After breakfast, it's time for the man to leave.

Mi Youning looked at Hao Qiu not far away, put on a coat for the man, and prepared to go out.

At this moment, Mi Youning looked at this man, and his eyes couldn't help but be full of appreciation.

This man's appearance has the capital to make all women look after him.

The innate appearance, as well as the elegant manners and the bearing of the whole body, do not attract women.

It's a pity that this is the Lord who people can't climb up and can only look up to.

How many people's fates are in his hands, and the fate of many people is decided.

It's just because he has this strength.

Han Mo turned his head and met Mi Youning's gaze.

Seeing the woman looking at her so unscrupulously, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

This is the first time he has a different expression in front of Mi Youning.

Mi Youning couldn't help but laugh.

But it's just a person.

No matter how terrifying it is, it is destined to be the same as everyone else, dust to dust.

Han Mo straightened his sleeves and walked towards her.

"What's wrong?"

Mi Youning stepped forward and personally sorted out the cuffs on the man's clothes.