Chapter 35: You're Still the Same as Before (2)
"I have women in my house."
Quan Mo glanced at the box on the table.
"Oh...... I read the news in prison that you were engaged, but the news came so fast that I didn't see your wife's true face. Xi Nanxing shrugged again, "See you next time." β
"Knock-"
There was two knocks on the door.
Li Pearl pushed the door in, holding the document in his hand, "President, there is an urgent document that you need to sign." β
"Bring it."
Quan Mo picked up the pen.
Xi Nanxing glanced at it and found that he couldn't read anything on the document nine times out of ten, but Quan Mo only glanced at it, pointed out the mistakes, and then signed his name freely.
It's been ten years.
The two brothers have been in prison for ten years, one is in prison, the other is high-spirited, and the world is very different.
Xi Nanxing watched silently, his eyes becoming more and more gloomy.
"I cut off all channels for her to know other men."
After the secretary Li Pearl left, Quan Mo suddenly said, his voice was low, cold, and possessive.
Xi Nanxing was stunned, and after a second, he realized that Quan Mo was talking about meeting his fiancΓ©e, and couldn't help laughing, stood up and picked up his old backpack, and sighed, "Quan Mo, you are still the same as before." β
Quan Mo has been an indifferent and exclusive person since he was a child, and what he has identified cannot be taken away by others if he asks for it, nor can he rob it, even if he smashes and destroys it in his own hands, he will not transfer it to others at all.
After speaking, Xi Nanxing turned around and left......
Quan Mo stared at Xi Nanxing's back, his handsome face was like a shaved face, and his eyes were deep.
Of course he hasn't changed, what has changed is ...... Xi Nanxing.
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As soon as An Ge returned to the Quan family's villa, he went straight to the kitchen refrigerator to get yogurt.
The chefs are chattering around β
"You say, does the young master eat steamed, braised or stewed soup?"
"Is this cheap fish, young master willing to eat it?"
"I'm going to kill you, this is the young master and the young grandmother who went to fish in person."
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Hearing this, An Ge bit the yogurt straw and burrowed into the crowd, only to see that the chefs were struggling with the pile of trash fish that she and Quan Mo had fished.
"Hello young grandma." Seeing her, the chefs immediately dispersed.
"Hello, slowly have a headache, I'll go upstairs first."
An Ge expressed great sympathy for their encounter with a picky master like Quan Mo, turned around and took two extra-large breads and left.
"Young grandma, aren't you waiting for the young master to have dinner together?" A chef asked.
Those two loaves of bread are enough for grandma to eat until supper.
"Nope."
An Ge said and disappeared into the kitchen.
Quan Mo stepped into the villa at the time of dinner, and the servant stepped forward smartly to take off his suit for him and offer slippers, "Young master, dinner is ready." β
"Hmm." Quan Mo answered coldly, and walked into the restaurant expressionlessly, holding a small box in his slender hand.
Walking through the palatial hall and entering the restaurant, Kwon Mo's face immediately sank.
On the dining table, the dishes are sumptuous, but only a pair of dishes and chopsticks are placed, which is particularly dazzling.
"Where's Ange?" Quan Mo spoke, his face uncertain.
"Grandma said she didn't have to wait for dinner."
"Call her down for me." Quan Mo squeezed the box tightly, his face became even more ugly, and his voice was terrifyingly indifferent.