The office was full of oppressive atmosphere. Mo Chutian was standing by the French window overlooking the river view not far away. His face was a bit ugly, and his brows and eyes were full of impatience. He felt annoyed, so he raised his hand and unbuttoned the two buttons .
It was five or six minutes after Zhao Manzhen on the other end of the phone stopped talking.
Mo Chutian exhaled lightly, trying to maintain a gentle tone, "Mom, I understand."
However, this attitude did not satisfy Zhao Manzhen, her tone suddenly rose, "Chutian, did you listen to what mother said?"
Zhao Manzhen used to be delicate and romantic, but the troubles in love over the years almost changed her appearance. Mo Chutian sometimes feels tired facing such a mother, but most of the time he will follow Zhao Manzhen.
This time was no exception, Mo Chutian smiled and coaxed her: "I heard it all, but I just took over the company, and now I really don't have the energy to manage a relationship."
What Mo Chutian said hit Zhao Manzhen's point, and she snorted softly, expressing that work was more important.
The call finally ended here, and Mo Chutian heaved a sigh of relief.
It's just that Mo Chutian just put down his phone when another message came. He saw the message and thought it was funny. He had just hung up on Zhao Manzhen's phone, but the news of Zhao Manzhen's nephew Zhao Ling came right after him.
According to age, Zhao Ling is Mo Chutian's cousin. The two studied in the same high school when they were abroad, and they often hang out together. Later, Zhao Ling was sent to S City to manage the Zhao family's property , The two of them played together a lot on weekdays.
It was only because Mo Chutian officially took over the Mo family in May, and has been busy with official duties since then. After careful calculation, the two have not seen each other for almost a month. Now the news sent by Zhao Ling means to come out to get together at night.
In the villa, Mo Ruanmiao was sending news about the flight to Xu Ke. The two discussed for a while, and immediately confirmed the time.
After finishing everything, Mo Ruanmiao looked at the time for a while and found that it was already five o'clock, his eyes darkened, and the time Modley said was half past seven.
Mo Ruanmiao opened the closet and changed the pajamas on his body. He tidied up a little and left the bedroom.
Mo Chutian also discovered that Mo Ruanmiao stayed at home all the time, and it was impossible not to leave a helper at home, so the cook stayed at the villa during the days when Aunt Chen was away, but she still didn't stay overnight. Arrive at the villa at 6:30, and go home when Mo Chutian comes back.
After going downstairs, Mo Ruanmiao didn't see the cook. It was almost dinner time, so Mo Ruanmiao thought about it and went to the kitchen. The cook is indeed here, and she is sorting out the ingredients that have just been delivered.
"Auntie, I'm going out for a while, so I won't be eating at home tonight." Mo Ruanmiao said standing at the door.
The cook stopped what she was doing, thought for a while and asked, "Who is Miaomiao going out with?"
"Go out with friends." Mo Ruanmiao lied.
The cook didn't think there was anything wrong, so she asked Mo Ruanmiao if she needed to wait for him to come back, and Mo Ruanmiao said that she had brought the key.
Mo Ruanmiao didn't call the driver to take him off, but walked outside along the road, and then took a taxi to the destination.
The address Modley gave Mo Ruan Miao was in the depths of a street. Mo Ruan Miao didn't think much about it, but the taxi master started talking to Mo Ruan Miao.
"There are bars over there, young man going to play with friends?" said the master, "But you shouldn't go there, it's quite messy."
The master has been running taxis in City S for so many years, and he knows the city very well. He knows the place Mo Ruanmiao is going to. The street is a bit chaotic, and it is full of activities that only happen in red-light districts.
The master just didn't want to see Mo Ruanmiao look like a good boy, and he lived in the villa area, but he would go to that place.
Mo Ruanmiao had never been there before, so he didn't understand the meaning of what the teacher said, but when he arrived at the destination, he realized what the teacher said just now.
This street looks a bit old. It is almost seven o'clock now, and the sky is already dark. The neon signs of different colors illuminate the dark night, which is a bit weird. There are some scantily clad women talking intimately with men at the intersection.
Mo Ruanmiao didn't like this place. He tightened his fingers on the phone, and his heart beat faster unconsciously. For a moment, he even wanted to leave, but he had already arrived. See.
Mo Ruanmiao took a deep breath, and then walked into the street.
Mo Chutian didn't go home at night, Zhao Ling saw Mo ChutianDecent, but now using the word embarrassment to describe him is flattery.
After that, Modley dragged Mo Ruanmiao to sit down, and then asked the bartender to bring a few more bottles of wine, and he wanted expensive ones, the more expensive the better.
Modley should be a frequent visitor here, the bartender had dealt with him several times, knowing that Modley, a gambler, couldn't afford the money, so he shirked and didn't want to give it to Modley.
Modre was already a little drunk, his eyes were scary red, especially when he looked at Mo Ruan Miao, his eyes seemed to want to swallow Mo Ruan Miao alive, he grabbed Mo Ruan Miao and said excitedly: "This is my son, he has money!"
The bartender is a person who knows the goods. Mo Ruanmiao is wearing a famous brand. It seems that he is someone who can afford these things. Since he can afford the money, he will do business for nothing. The bartender turned around and planned to get it for Modley. liquor.
At this moment, Mo Ruanmiao stopped the bartender, he was still calm, he looked at the bartender and said, "I don't have any money, don't take it."
Modley became anxious all of a sudden. He put the wine bottle heavily on the table, and muttered loudly, "Why do you have no money? Do you look like you have no money in the good clothes you wear? Then Long time no see, are you reluctant to give your father a few bottles of good wine?"
The moment I saw Modley, the memory of the past was slowly waking up. Every time Modley came to Zheng Junmei to ask for money, he asked for money, and he kept harassing the mother and son if he didn't get the money. Modley remained stubborn.
"I'm still just a student." Mo Ruanmiao said.
Modley was no longer obsessed with these two bottles of wine, his voice carried a hint of warning, "What's wrong with the student? The student can't even pay for these two bottles of wine? That man is still good to your mother and you Let¡¯s go.¡± (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com