At the table, the chef made the most delicious Cantonese dishes, and An Ge held the bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other hand to quickly pick up the dishes.

Eat early and leave early.

My face was so hot that I couldn't stop it.

"Smack-"

Quan Mo hit the chopsticks on the chopsticks she was holding the vegetables.

"Eat so soon to be reincarnated?" Quan Mo looked at her coldly, a little dissatisfied.

“……”

An Ge stiffly withdrew his chopsticks and silently only picked up the rice.

Quan Mo frowned.

"Young Master." A maid walked into the dining room from the outside, holding a delicate wooden box in her arms, "with a young grandmother's package." ”

An Ge raised his head with a mouthful of white rice, with an inexplicable expression, "Mine? ”

How could anyone send her a package?

"Yes." The maid put the wooden box in the corner of the table.

An Ge bit the white rice in his mouth, glanced up and down at the wooden box, and couldn't think of anyone who would send her a package, if it was Xi Nanxing, he should have just joined the American company at this time, and he was very busy, so he didn't have this leisure time.

"Could it be a bomb?"

Ange finally came up with a reasonable possibility.

"Ahem." Quan Mo choked, a grain of rice squirted out, reached out and picked up the water cup and took a sip of water elegantly, hiding his gaffe.

"Take it and throw it away." An Ge looked at the maid and decided not to open it.

She has nothing, so naturally no one will harm her, but it is difficult to guarantee that no one will harm Quan Mo.

A mercenary businessman like him must have many enemies.

Be careful.

"Ahem."

Quan Mo also choked on drinking water, raised his eyes and glared at An Ge angrily, stared at him for two seconds, and finally looked at the maid, "You open." ”

"Yes, young master."

The maid stepped forward.

"No, I'd better do it." Ange didn't want to hurt the irrelevant people, after all, it was sent to her by name, she waved the maid away, "You stand away." ”

“……”

Quan Mo looked at her with a cautious, as if he was facing the enemy, and he looked at death as if he was at home, and he couldn't eat anymore.

Kwon Mo stood up from the table.

An Ge took a deep breath and reached out to open the wooden box, there was no imaginary "Di Di Di" bomb sound, there was a microphone lying inside, the color was turquoise as if it had been precipitated for many years, and the edge of the microphone was touched and reflected.

Turning the microphone slightly, the handwriting on it was a little blurry, but it was still clear that it was written "wife" in English.

Looking at it, it seems that you can see the affectionate style when the designer wrote this word.

“……”

An Ge froze suddenly, his mouth slightly open, and he couldn't close it.

This is a legendary priceless microphone.

According to Quan Mo's reaction just now, it is not difficult to guess who sent it, An Ge raised his eyes and looked at Quan Mo in a daze as he opened his long legs and wanted to walk out of the restaurant, his back was handsome and extremely sexy.

Quan Mo, why are you doing all this?

You've been taking care of a vegetative person for three years, you're engaged to the daughter of a fraudster, and you're renovating a recording studio with top-of-the-line equipment for a new person...... Are these summed up only in terms of interests?

What the hell do you think about me?

"Quan Mo!" An Ge spoke.

Quan Mo stopped and turned his head to look at her, his eyes were cold, Jun Pang had no expression, how could he be a gift-giver.

An Ge rushed forward, the swollen pain in her ankle made her frown, Rao was like this, she still walked quickly in front of Quan Mo.

Kwon Mo glanced at her feet indifferently and waited for her next.

An Ge looked at him with straight eyes, slowly raised his feet, and put his hands around his neck, forcing him to bow his head.