He sat quietly for about ten seconds, raising his hand to wipe the little moisture from the corners of his eyes. After venting, he turned his head to look out of the balcony. I saw that Mo Tianci was talking on the phone, his back was straight, and the well-defined back bones could be faintly seen under the white shirt, and when the summer breeze came, the shirt floated slightly.

It's obviously very hot and dry in summer, but I've never seen him sweaty, and he looks dry at all times.

The call didn't last long, and he didn't come in after hanging up. Instead, he stood outside the balcony and smoked cigarette after cigarette.

An Hao watched the smoke slowly rise from his head, and his brow furrowed slightly. Every time she saw him smoking, she had nothing but annoyance and worry. But she didn't dare to go out and talk about it. She yelled at him just now, but he didn't get angry with her.

She should be glad she escaped, and she shouldn't be stupid enough to hit the muzzle of the gun.

After sitting for a while, Aunt Zhou came up and shouted that it was time to eat.

An Hao answered the door, stood up from the side of the bed, hesitated for two seconds, and walked to the balcony to open the floor-to-ceiling glass door. She thought about it and was going to call it God-given, but for no reason she remembered the last time he was in the bathroom and tired of her calling his name.

But let her call him Mr. Mo, she didn't want to. So when it came to his lips, there was only one sentence: "Go down and eat." ”

Mo Tianci's hand shook, and the long soot fell in a flutter. It's not that I'm scared by her, it's just that I'm very dissatisfied with her method of not even having a name. If you don't call your husband, forget it, at least call it God, you don't even have a subject, what about calling ghosts?!

He resisted his dissatisfaction, did not respond, and breathed out the smoke on his own.

An Hao saw him standing there and smoking a cigarette slowly, without the slightest intention of going downstairs. And obviously I didn't reply to her when I heard her words, and I was dissatisfied in my heart, so I didn't plan to call anymore, so I went downstairs directly.

"Sir." Aunt Zhou saw that only An Hao came down alone, walked out of the kitchen with a bowl in her hand, and asked.

"Leave him alone." An Hao walked to the table and sat down, Mo Tianci should not be, who knows if he wants to eat or not.

Aunt Zhou didn't make a sound, how did she feel that these two were going to be awkward as soon as they met? But he still quickly filled a bowl of rice for Anhao.

An Hao said thank you, picked up the chopsticks and was about to start, when she heard the sound of opening and closing the door from the second floor, she didn't look up, took a piece of fish meat and put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly.

Aunt Zhou saw that An Hao didn't care about it, she was in a hurry, how could this husband and wife get along like this. But no, she couldn't break her mouth in front of a servant, and looked up at the man who was going down the stairs and said, "Sir, I'll serve you dinner." ”

"No, bring me a newspaper." Mo Tianci walked to Anhao and sat down.

Originally, his right hand habitually touched the cigarette on his body, but after seeing her, he forced himself to take his hand back. He didn't know why he came back for this trip, he didn't know why he didn't even smoke because of her emotions, he didn't know why he was acting so abnormally, and he didn't know why she took it for granted and didn't even ask him a word.

At the dinner table, the two were silent.

An Hao bit his chopsticks, and raised his eyes several times to look in his direction, wondering why he ran down and sat down when he didn't eat. I saw that he was reading the newspaper diagonally, and he happened to be sitting under the spotlight, and although he had a good face under the light, he didn't look so approachable.

Seeing that he noticed that he was staring at him, An Hao quickly lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice and put it in his mouth. The quiet atmosphere made her very uncomfortable, and every time she lowered her head, she didn't know if it was an illusion, and she always felt that the top of her hair was being stared at by a burning heat, in short, she was uncomfortable.

I raised my head several times, but I saw that there was no other gaze except for Mo Tianci, who was reading the newspaper seriously. This back and forth, it's good to speed up the action of chopping rice. After eating, he took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and then said to the person opposite, "I'm done eating, go up first." After saying that, he got up and went to the second floor.

Mo Tianci closed the newspaper and put it on the table, and when he got up, he was going to follow upstairs, but the mobile phone that was placed aside happened to ring.

As soon as he saw the electric man, it was Ali, Mo Tianci frowned and answered.

"Uncle Mo, did you come out of the house, you just said that you wouldn't shoot the rest of the scenes, but you didn't say that you wouldn't shoot the next commercials. I'm already in the studio, and I'm ready for this scene, so I'm just going to have you alone! It seemed that he was scared by Mo Tianci's release of the plane, and Ali howled hoarsely across the phone.

"Right now." Mo Tianci was impatient, and after speaking, he pressed the hang-up button.

Stuffed the phone back in his pocket, glanced towards the second floor, and finally didn't go up, just left the villa.

After sitting in the cab and starting the car, listening to the rumbling sound of the engine, he suddenly hammered his hands heavily on the steering wheel!

Obviously, he came back because she was unhappy, but he didn't expect to say a word to her in the end.

I really don't know what he is awkward, why is he always so unable to let go in front of that woman?!

Is it to kill him?!

Thinking about it, Mo Tianci randomly took out a cigarette from his body. Because the movement was too big, the cigarette fell on the blanket in the car, and he looked down, the more annoyed he felt. I took out a light again, took a heavy breath, and then turned the steering wheel to leave.

If I knew this, I wouldn't have rushed back!

……

Two days later.

Anhao and Little Coulee went out to dinner.

Little Guli is only seventeen years old, and it is the time when he is full of youth, and when he sees An Hao's mouth, he naturally chatters non-stop, which is nothing more than telling her what he has seen and heard on the set recently. An Hao listened quietly all the time, interjecting two sentences from time to time. Later, when Little Coulee had reached the time of work, he had to go to the bathroom first, so he and Little Coulee walked separately on their front and back feet.

When An Hao left the hotel to take a stroll around the neighborhood, a shrill female voice stopped her.

"Alright."

Accompanied by the sound of high heels.

An Hao turned around, and when he saw the comer, he showed a shallow smile: "Auntie, what a coincidence." ”

"yes, that's a coincidence." The eldest aunt looked at An Hao from head to toe quietly, and saw that An Hao's outfit was mediocre, not like Mrs. Mo at all, and she couldn't see how much God favored her. What I don't understand is why Mo Tianci has always preferred to lose money for the An family behind his back than to talk about things with the An family. As a result, they now have to buy a large amount of useless steel from An Jia every month, and they have to find a way to dispose of it themselves. Thinking about it, the eldest aunt asked, "Okay, how often do you usually go back to your mother's house?" ”

"It's relatively little, and I've been a little busy lately." It's not embarrassing to talk about this. That home......

If it weren't for seeing her father, she thought she wouldn't have gone back.

"So, do you know about An's affairs?" The eldest aunt stared at An Hao and gossiped.

"What's wrong with Ahns?" An Hao looked puzzled.

I usually call home, and from my father's conversation, I know that An's business volume has been stable, and my father said that he is old and has no ambitions, so it is good to keep it like this. also often mentioned Tianci on the phone, saying that he knew that all this was God's help, so that they could go home for more dinner.

Settle down and respond, thinking that it can be delayed.

"It's nothing, just ask, I don't know if you don't know," the eldest aunt waved her hand, and the two big diamond rings on her right hand emitted a dazzling light with the swing of the master, and she didn't look curious at all. The eldest aunt couldn't hold it back, and said: "Anyway, you really want to talk to your parents when you go home, although you don't know how to eat it, but it's too much!" And next time, we'll pay a ...... every month."

"What do you say?!"

A male voice rang out in the air, filled with anger.

"Great uncle."

"Husband......"

An Hao was listening carefully to the eldest uncle's speech, but was startled by the angry roar of the eldest uncle who suddenly rushed out of nowhere, and hurriedly shouted politely.

When the eldest aunt saw the eldest uncle, her voice suddenly weakened.

"Okay, I usually come to my uncle's house for dinner when I have time, we have something to do, let's go first."

An good nod.

After the eldest uncle finished speaking, I saw him reach out and put his arm around the eldest uncle's shoulder, and forcibly took the eldest aunt away!

An Hao felt inexplicable.

But the eldest uncle's words let her know that there must be no good thing, and every time something bad happens to An's family, it must have nothing to do with An's mother!

Thinking about it, An Hao made a call to An's mother.

The call was answered very quickly.

An Hao didn't say hello, and went straight to the point: "Mom, has there been something wrong with An's recently?" ”

"What? What did he say to you? Cut~ It's just a little thing, and I'm not happy. ”

"What's the trifle?"

An Hao was a little displeased when he heard An's mother's tone. An's mother always regards other people's help as a should, and never knows how to thank her, and her own mother is a woman with two styles. Sometimes An Hao really doesn't know how his father likes An's mother.

"It's just a little thing that doesn't hurt for him."

"No matter what it is, just because I'm married to him doesn't mean that others are obligated to help us. If he doesn't want to, don't force him. An Hao stared down at his toes, forcibly endured the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, and said in a good voice.

felt that he married Mo Tianci, not only did he not do a good job of being a virtuous helper, but also deducted a bottomless pit on him.

But no matter what, An's mother can be regarded as half her mother.

"Why is there no obligation? Oh, you just have to be merry and happy when you get married, and you don't have to worry about life or death at home, right? Your dad worked so hard to raise you so big, and he took it away when he turned his head. Although I don't need you to serve him with food and clothing, but you sleep with him, why is it ...... righteousness?"

"Mom!" An Hao didn't want to interject, but An's mother's words behind it were too ugly!

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up."

After An's mother finished speaking, she cut off the phone.

An Hao listened to the busy sound in his ears, and put down his hand for a long time. She glanced at the vehicles and pedestrians on the road in front of her, and for a moment, she was really confused. The family has been reading books for her for so many years, and in the end, she is not busy at all, and she is counting on her other half.

She sighed, and ran out again of the unwilling and low feeling of being played, mixed with the feeling of being powerless at the moment, in short, dull. She walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi, she knew that Xiao Wei was trying to pick up resources for her, and she would continue to stay at home until there were no resources.