Mo Ruanmiao woke up at seven o'clock in the morning and didn't know what to do in the room. He didn't go downstairs to have breakfast until eight o'clock. He dressed very casually at home. He changed into a pure white T-shirt casually and wore a khaki shirt on his lower body. The shorts went downstairs.
Today is the time to take care of the yard and clean the villa, so there are many more helpers at home than usual. When Mo Ruanmiao walked downstairs, she met several servants walking downstairs with the curtains that had just been replaced. .
Mo Ruanmiao walked slowly to the restaurant. Along the way, he thought that Mo Chutian must have gone to work, and he would come back late at night as usual, but he finally walked to the restaurant, separated by a tall pot of Lu Zhi saw that the person who was supposed to go to work was sitting at the top of the dining table.
"Brother," Mo Ruanmiao quickened her pace, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, as if her mood would improve after a while, "Why haven't you gone to the company yet?"
Mo Ruanmiao chose a seat very close to Mo Chutian and sat down.
Today the cook made a Western-style breakfast. There were some jams and freshly baked croissants on the table. There were some toast and a few sandwiches on the remaining two plates. He brought up a cup of hot milk.
Mo Chutian took a sip of coffee and said, "I don't have anything to do in the morning, so I'll go later."
"Oh." Mo Ruanmiao responded, his eyes erratic, and he asked again: "Will you come back earlier that night?"
Mo Chutian replied: "This is not necessarily the case, it depends on how many documents need to be processed today." He paused, and then said: "Is there anything wrong?"
As soon as his words fell, Mo Ruanmiao quickly shook her head and denied, "It's okay, it's okay, I just want to say that if you come back early at night, I'll wait for you to have dinner together."
Mo Chutian was not suspicious, he smiled and said, "If I want to come back for dinner, I will tell in advance."
After nine o'clock, Mo Chutian went to the company. The villa was very lively in the morning, and there were busy servants inside and out, but Mo Ruanmiao always felt that there were very few people, and felt very sad. Uneasy, so he stayed on the first floor all afternoon.
Mo Ruanmiao sat on the sofa and inquired about air tickets for July. He had already agreed with Xu Ke to go to France together, but the date hadn't been set yet. Xu Ke said let him decide.
When he was looking at the ticket, a message popped up on the phone, and Mo Ruanmiao froze there immediately, a cold feeling spread from the bottom of his heart, he hurriedly crossed out the message, exited the program and continued. Did not touch the phone.
The temperature inside the house was a little low. Mo Ruanmiao felt very cold after staying in an air-conditioned place for a long time. He walked outside the villa. There were many gardeners in the yard trimming the trees in the yard.
Mo Ruanmiao sat on a bench, and the sunlight brought some warmth to his body, which made him feel better. He sat outside and watched the workers work absent-mindedly, but he didn't know where his mind went.
The person who just messaged him was his biological father, his biological father.
Mo Ruanmiao didn't know him at all, and had never been close to him. Ever since he could remember, he followed his mother to a small southern town to settle down. There was not much of this so-called father in his memory. Shadows are not good memories either.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, all the helpers except the cook left, the villa became empty, and only the cook and Mo Ruanmiao were in the dining room.
Mo Ruanmiao asked after eating, "Did brother say he would come back for dinner tonight?"
"Mr. Mo didn't say he would come back for dinner." The cook said softly.
Although it was the expected answer, Mo Ruanmiao was still very depressed.
In the evening, the cook was about to leave after packing up the tableware as usual, but Mo Ruanmiao stopped her, "Auntie, can you leave later?"
"What's the matter?" The cook is a very talkative woman.
Mo Ruanmiao exhaled shallowly and said, "I had a nightmare last night, and I was a little scared." He was afraid that the cook would disagree, so he said, "It won't take long, as long as it's half past eight."
The cook didn't expect such a reason. She laughed at Mo Ruanmiao for being afraid of this, but she stayed in the end.
Mo Ruanmiao thought that Mo Chutian would come back before 8:30, but seeing the time getting closer to 8:30, Mo Chutian didn't even see a shadow. At 8:30, Mo Chutian was too embarrassed to leave the cook here, and he really couldn't get a taxi if he was late.
As soon as the cook left, Mo Ruanmiao's cell phone rang. Looking at the number displayed on the screen without notes, Mo Ruanmiao did not dare to answer it. There was no note, but she was familiar with it. He had already received it today.?You can get used to drinking it. In the morning, Mr. Mo said that you are weak and asked me to make some soup for you to nourish. I added some medicinal materials to it, thinking that you would not be used to drinking it. "The cook laughed.
Mo Ruanmiao grasped the key words in it, and he cheered up and confirmed: "You mean that brother asked you to do it?"
"Well," the cook nodded, and she confirmed tomorrow's menu with Mo Ruanmiao, "If you can get used to it, I will also put these herbs into the crucian carp soup tomorrow."
The cook was still talking, and every time she said a word, the smile on Mo Ruanmiao's face increased. One thing about Mo Ruanmiao is extremely bad, as long as you give him a little sweetness, he can forget all the suffering he suffered on that person. What's more, Mo Chutian gave him more than a little sweetness, and he never suffered from Mo Chutian.
After getting along for a month, Mo Ruanmiao has already figured out five or six points of this elder brother's temper. Occasionally, the mouth can be bad, but the things he does will not hurt people. He can also plant flowers. The pot of roses in the study is taken care of by him himself. Although he looks cool, he will say good night to himself.
In short, Mo Chutian has countless good things here in Mo Ruanmiao, and those little bad things can be ignored completely. He thinks and believes that Mo Chutian is a gentle person, aexcellent person.
Mo Chutian came back at eight o'clock, two and a half hours earlier than yesterday. He drank some wine, but he was not drunk, but his ears were red.
When Mo Ruanmiao heard the sound of opening the door, she ran all the way to the porch. Song Jian was with Mo Chutian. He was still a little cautious when he saw Song Jian again, but because Mo Chutian was by his side, he said it better than last time. It has been much better.
Seeing that Mo Ruanmiao found it funny, Mo Chutian joked with Song Jian: "You always have a straight face, which scares the children."
Song Jian raised her eyebrows, and remembered Mo Chutian's argument in the car, saying that she wanted to go home early, and there were still people waiting at home. He looked at Mo Ruanmiao and found it amazing. According to the relationship between Mo Chutian and Mo Ruanmiao, the two should be incompatible, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.
Song Jian just came back with Mo Chutian to get a document, and he left after taking the document.
In the study room, Mo Chutian was lying on his back on the sofa, with one hand resting above his eyes. Mo Ruanmiao, on the other hand, sniffed here and there on Mo Chutian like a puppy, and he seemed to be complaining in a soft voice, "Brother, you smell so strong of alcohol, I'll make you a cup of honey." lemonade."
Speaking of which, Mo Ruanmiao was about to step over Mo Chutian's legs and walk out, but Mo Chutian heard an exclamation in the next second, and he immediately opened his eyes. Before he could realize what was going on, a soft Just broke into his arms, he hugged the person subconsciously, and then realized that it was Mo Ruanmiao.
Mo Ruanmiao is really very soft, as soft as his temper, Mo Chutian suddenly popped up such an irrelevant thought.
Compared with Mo Chutian's composure, Mo Ruanmiao was already in a hurry, his face was flushed, and he didn't know where to put his hands. He was hugged by Mo Chutian, his nasal cavity was filled with the smell of wine and a faint smell of perfume from a man. For a moment, Mo Ruanmiao felt that she might be drunk too, otherwise why would she feel faint?
In the next two days, Mo Chutian came back for dinner, and later Mo Ruanmiao found out that Mo Chutian hadn't lied to him, the drinking party was an accident, and the reason why the cook left so late that night was because of Mo Chutian's instructions.
Since the accident that night, Mo Ruanmiao didn't dare to pester Mo Chutian and call his brother as before when nothing happened, and her words and actions became more regular for a while.
The days are very peaceful, it would be even better if there is no this photo sent by Modley. Modley really knows where Mo Ruanmiao lives. Although that is where he used to live, as long as Modley is given time, he will be able to find out where Mo Ruanmiao is now.
When Modley's call came, Mo Ruanmiao didn't hang up again, he took a deep breath, his hands were sweaty, and asked, "What do you want me for?"
"Ruan Miao," the man's tone was very friendly, with a hint of flattery, "Come out and meet Dad, okay?"
"What did you see me for, what can you say now." Mo Ruanmiao said.
Modley smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years, Dad misses you."
"But I don't want you." Mo Ruanmiao said.
Modley didn't care, he continued: "Don't be so fierce Ruan Miao, it's not that I don't know where you and your mother live, and it's not that I don't know who your mother is following now. It looks good."
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