Chapter 3: I Won't Eat You Again
"Uncomfortable?" The man's voice was low and cold, hooked with three points of indifference, "Have you gone to the doctor?" β
She raised her eyes and looked at this face fixedly, she hadn't seen him for four years, he didn't seem to have changed much, as always handsome and deep.
"Hmm!" She pronounced a faint nasal voice, and she didn't really want to pay attention to people.
"Follow!"
He put his hands in his coat pockets, his camel-colored trench coat hanging down to his knees, and his slender back exuded a wisp of loneliness and detachment.
Mo Chu followed him to a room, the bodyguard entered the password, opened the door, and when the two entered, they did not follow in, but stayed outside the door.
Just her? Mo Chu pressed her eyebrows silently, in the past, she liked to stay with him, looking at it every day, but nowΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·
She'd rather stand all day by herself in the cold wind!
"Come here, have some hot tea!"
Before she knew it, he had already made tea and poured it for her himself.
Mo Chu stared at the yellowed tea in the precious black glazed teacup, was silent for a few seconds, and said softly, "Thank you!" β
Maybe she had a cold, maybe she didn't open her voice many times, and her voice sounded hoarse and dull.
She didn't drink, he raised his hand and moved, his tone was slightly deep, and his voice was not loud, "Not cold?" β
It's really not cold, and the heating in the room is sufficient.
Mo Chu didn't really want to talk to him, and shook his head in response!
She didn't know why he was looking for herself, and she had thought about many possibilities, but she hadn't thought about it.
He placed the tablet on his desktop and graphed the data, "Look, in these four years, you have the lowest success rate." β
Mo Chu lowered her head silently, it was indeed a low success rate, and she had no choice but to refute this.
Of course, there are more reasons, and the orders sent to her by those people are all difficult and difficult orders for customers.
Every time she completes an order, she has to put in more time and energy, and as a result, the rewards are very small.
Sometimes, the branch simply did not give the order, she went to ask for the order, and was denied that there was no order.
In fact, there are orders, but the orders that are easy to complete are given to local employers.
Everyone ostracized her, news circulated quickly, and everyone knew that she was the only one who was kicked out by him.
was originally a grievance, but now that he blamed her, she was stunned and didn't mention those people at all, but took all the mistakes on her body.
Anyway, in his eyes, explanation is tantamount to cover-up, and it doesn't matter at all.
"Mo Chu, don't think that if you have a boyfriend, you can slack off on these tasks, if this is still the case, I will solve all the troubles for you." Fingertips tap on the table, and the last sentence is a wake-up, more of a warning.
Mo Chu's back was cold, and he gently squirmed his lips, "Understood!" β
He didn't continue to speak, nor did he let her go down.
She stood in front of him in a daze, seemingly obediently lowering her head, but in fact how stubborn she was, he knew.
The atmosphere was quiet for a while, tending to an eerie state.
He's staring at her!
I don't know how long it took, but I finally waited for the sentence, "Go back, someone will take you back to the hotel." β
Mom, liberated!
Mo Chu walked out quickly without stopping.
The bodyguard at the door said he was going to drive her back.
She said no, just a few steps.
The bodyguard cautiously swept the closed door, "Miss Mo Chu, don't make it difficult for me!" β
βΒ·Β·Β· All right! β
She knew his style better than anyone else.
Back at the hotel, she took a hot shower, her nose was not so blocked, and the whole person was a little more energetic.
The doorbell rang again, and the waiter named Richard was here again!
Another cart of food and drink, and cold medicine!
"I'm sorry, I'm making an assertion, I see that Miss Mo, your face is pale, and you didn't dress warm enough when you came, I'm afraid that you will catch a cold and fever, so I prepared relevant medicines for you in advance."
"It's okay, thank you." A little warmth slipped through her heart.
Eat and drink to your heart's content, and continue with a cold medicine.
When I woke up, it was past nine o'clock in the morning, and I hurriedly went to Chinatown to buy gifts.
She's going to see her grandfather later.
Now that I have come back, the environment in front of my grandfather's house has changed, with green trees and flowers.
This area was originally the land of the Mo family, and Mo Qingyan distributed a lot of land to retired old employees as a welfare.
When his fingers touched the iron gate of the outer courtyard, Mo Chu hesitated. Immediately afterward, she withdrew her hand, lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, and decided to put down the gift at the door.
Still not going in, grandpa must be very disappointed in her.
When she turned around, she suddenly looked at Mo Qingyan's black eyes, stunned, how did he appear quietly.
Half-loud, detached, "... Masters! β
Mo Qingyan stepped out of his long legs, stepped up the steps, looked sideways slightly, and his tone was not salty or light, "Why, I haven't seen you for a few years, and I can't even shout anymore?" β
Mo Chu pursed his lips, recalling what he had called him before.
In the base camp, she was the only one who called him the young master, and she was the only one who dared to shout like that.
Everyone else is well-behaved and honestly calls him a master!
Now his actions made her unable to understand.
Since you can't see it, staying silent is the best way.
Quiet or quiet, Mo Qingyan squinted slightly, looked at her thin body, and his tone slowed down a little, "There's no need to be so afraid of me, I won't eat you!" β
"I'm not afraid of you." Her dead duck has a hard mouth, and when she meets his eyes, she can't help but dodge.
"Since you're here, let's go in together!"
Mo Chu was helpless, picked up the gift box on the ground again, and followed behind him.
In the open space of the yard, she saw an old man bending over to hoe grass from a distance, scanning the surrounding environment, flower beds, vegetable gardens, all well kept, and several villas were connected.
"Mo Lao, have you had breakfast?" Mo Qingyan stood with her, and he was the first to speak.
Mo Lao turned around, hurriedly wiped the mud on his hands, and greeted him warmly as he walked briskly.
"Master, why did you come here early in the morning, did you have breakfast?"
The old man gradually got closer, only to notice the people around him, stunned for a moment, his smile was still bright, and his voice was surprised, "Xiao Chu, you too, you don't have to call me all the way when you comeΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β· Grandpa, your eyesight isn't as good as it used to be! β
is still the same grandfather as before, Mo Chu put her mind at ease, she was afraid of seeing disappointment in her grandfather's eyes.
"Grandpa!"
"Good! This grandpa screams crisply, well screamed! Come on, come in, come in and sit, it's cold outside. The old man raised his hand and motioned for Mo Qingyan to go first.
In the villa, there is a study room to meet guests.
The three of them sat around a low tea table, and outside were more than a dozen children of different ages reading and drawing.
Mo Lao took out the most precious tea leaves to entertain guests, and in the process of cutting tea, he noticed Mo Chu's gaze and her somewhat restrained discomfort.
Then he said: "Xiao Chu, those children outside were all picked up by me a few years ago, most of you don't know them, go and see them." β
"Good!" She answered softly, and the moment she got up, her afterglow inadvertently swept over the man in the main seat.
She was speculating about the purpose of his visit early this morning.
She strolls through the indoor training grounds, most of the children are still very young, and almost all of them are of Chinese descent.
It's a big change, and after a circle, there are barely a few people she knows.
"Sister, did you also bring it back from your grandfather?"
Several small children surrounded her, their eyes shining with curiosity.
The corners of Mo Chu's mouth hooked up a trace of warmth, "Yes, when I was eight years old, I was picked up by my grandfather." I've been living here for more than ten years, so if there's anything you want to ask, you can ask me! β
A little girl smiled: "Sister, how long do we have to train here before we can go out to pick up the mission?" β
She touched the little girl's head, "Soon! However, the work of taking on the mission is very dangerous, and you can develop in the direction of the intelligence group! β
The people of the intelligence team can live a normal life, and they don't have to live in danger every day.
"What's that? Can I go too? "She's so bad at training.
"Of course you can, anyone can go!"
"The intelligence team is that you can choose the information you want to work in, you want to go to the city, and collect the information you want for the company from time to time, and that's it!" This is one of the easiest and easiest positions to make.
"Sister, are you working in this group now? Why haven't I ever seen you? β
Mo Chu narrowed his eyes, "I'm not here, because I've been working in Huaxia, and I can only come back this year." β
"Are you going to go, then?"
She was silent for a while, and it was a sad question.
Before answering the little girl's question, Mo Lao came out with Mo Qingyan.
"Xiao Chu, whatever you want to eat, I'll cook it for you myself!"
Mo Chu blurted out, "Stir-fried meat with sour bamboo shoots!" β
This is a dish she has been thinking about for a long time.
"Okay, okay, I'm going to prepare the materials now!"
Mo Lao took a few older children to the kitchen with him.
The little girl took her hand, raised her reddened eyes, and whispered, "Sister, you haven't answered my question yet!" β
Mo Chu leaned over, approached the little girl's ear, and said something, and the little girl suddenly smiled.
Mo Qingyan stared at this scene, "What did you answer?" β
"I won't tell you." Her tone was slightly raised, as if she had returned to her old arrogance.
Hearing this, he chuckled in a low voice, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a beautiful arc.
Time to eat!
Mo Lao only arranged for a young man with a lively personality to be served.
Of the four people, Mo Chu only listened to them for the most part, and he ate silently.
She doesn't eat much meat, she has been eating sour bamboo shoots, occasionally eating a few green vegetables, and the amount of food is very small.
Suddenly, a pair of chopsticks reached out in front of me, and a piece of chicken fell into the bowl.
She raised her eyes to look, just as Mo Qingyan put down the chopsticks, his tone was lowered, not showing a trace of emotion, "Eat meat!" β
Mo Lao's face did not change color, and he did not say a word or look at it.
The chicken is so big that you don't have an appetite when you look at it.
Mo Chu silently piled the meat on top of the rice, thinking that while he was not paying attention, he would secretly throw it down to feed Wangcai.
He stared at her quietly, Mo Chu pursed his lips, and obediently put the chicken in his mouth under the pressure of his heavy gaze.
After that, she eats chicken, beef, and ......
She had eaten almost all the meat dishes.
I had an upset stomach and almost threw up, but luckily he called and went out to answer it.
She was able to soothe her stomach.