She flipped her long hair and said, "I eat porridge and xiaolongbao."
"Okay, here it is for you."
After breakfast, Chi Huan held the phone and thought for a long time, then clicked on the man's name in the address book and dialed the number.
He was quickly connected over there, and his voice was low and melodious, but it could have been gentle, but his tone was a little indifferent, "Have you had breakfast?"
She pursed her lips and said, "I've eaten."
"Yue Lin will follow up on your father's matter. He will tell you any progress and results. You don't have to worry too much."
Chi Huan hesitated for a few seconds before answering, "Oh, okay."
The phone line was silent for a few seconds, and the man asked, "Is there anything else?"
"there is none left."
"If you have anything or if you need anything, just tell me, okay?"
"Then please send me Yue Lin's phone number."
"good."
Chatting with Mo Shiqian is not fun, especially when you have nothing to say. It's like being subjected to an embarrassing torture, "Then I'll die."
"If you want to go out, call An Ke."
"oh."
The man's voice was low and calm, "See you in the evening."
"Bye-Bye."
After hanging up the phone, she looked down at the phone screen until the automatic lock screen went dark.
From this man, she could feel attentive care, but lacked warmth and intimacy—
Or maybe she shouldn't have had any emotions originally, but this caring was too thoughtful, which reflected the distance between her and him, so there was this gap that she could feel.
… …
Mo Shiqian sent Yue Lin's mobile phone number, and she dialed it, wanting to see Chi An again and find out more about... the general outcome of this case.
Yue Lin promised to take time to accompany her there at four o'clock in the afternoon.
Mo Shiqian arranged for a special moving company to move her things to the famous mansion on No. 10, and also sent a reliable and quick servant there, but Chi Huan was worried, and there were some things that she didn't like others to touch. So he went over to supervise the work himself.
She only asked them to move some necessary things and clothing for this season, and left the rest in the apartment.
Subconsciously, I didn’t feel that I would live there for a long time.
It's just that right now - she has no capital and no reason to refuse Mo Shiqian's request. She started to enter the entertainment industry when she was young. Although her temperament has not been smoothed out, she still knows how to do things when necessary.
What's more, she knew Mo Shiqian was good to her, so why not know good from evil.
At about eleven o'clock, she was packing up her notebooks and iPad in her study, and her cell phone on the desk suddenly rang.
Without thinking much, she reached out and took it.
While sorting out the college textbooks, he said, "Hello, who are you?"
There was no word for several seconds.
"Hello?"
Still quiet, Chi Huan frowned, "I'll die if you don't speak."
Just as I was about to hang up the phone, there was a sudden sound from the other side.
"Huanhuan."
Her movement to take out the book paused for an instant, and the heel she stood on tiptoed fell back to the ground. The half-drawn book fell because she suddenly let go, hitting her foot directly.
Her face wrinkled up in pain, but she didn't make a sound.
There was a repeated sentence, "Huanhuan."
Chi Huan's pretty face was frosty and frosty, "Who are you?"
The other end sighed softly, "Do you have time?"
"No."
After a moment of silence, the somewhat cold but slow and peaceful voice continued, "You must have lunch at noon, right? I'll treat you to dinner. I reserved a box at 11:30 in Xiaonanguo on Bijing Road. Waiting for you to come over."
Chi Huan said nothing, his face was cold and even colder.
The other person added slowly and lightly, "I heard about your father..."
She had no expression on her face and hung up the phone directly.
She sat back in the chair in front of the desk, put her fingers on her knees, and looked at the bright sunshine outside. She felt a chill all over her body. An emotion she hadn't experienced in a long time surged in her heart, and her fingers curled up little by little.
Until noon, Chi Huan sat in the study and did not go out to follow her movers. However, they occasionally came in and asked a few questions, and she always answered briefly and indifferently.
… …
At twelve o'clock, there is a white Ferrari parked on the parking lot in front of Xiaonanguo on Bijing Road.
An Ke looked at the woman who was silent along the way in the rearview mirror and asked thoughtfully, "Miss Chi, do you need me to accompany you?"
Chi Huan lowered his head and unbuckled his seat belt, "No, just find a place nearby to have lunch. I'll call you later."
As a bodyguard, An Ke has impeccable professional skills and is conscientious in his duties, but he never talks too much or asks too many questions.
"Okay, Miss Chi."
Chi Huan got out of the car. She was wearing the dark blue coat today. She wore sunglasses on her palm-sized face. Her long hair hung down like seaweed around her waist. Her facial features were delicate but her eyes were calm.
She was wearing ten-centimeter high heels and her back was straight.
An Ke watched her disappear. After hesitating for a while, he picked up his cell phone and called Mo Shiqian.
"Mr. Mo."
"What's up?"
"It seems that someone asked Miss Chi to have dinner. On the way I sent her here... I felt that she was not in the right mood. Do you want to call her and ask her?"
The man was silent for a few seconds and asked calmly, "Where is the appointment?"
“Xiaonanguo on Bijing Road.”
"I see."
… …
She had booked the most luxurious private room in Xiao Nanguo. When the waiter opened the door for her, Chi Huan stood at the door and saw two women sitting upright and elegantly at the dining table.
The two women are similar in age and have similar auras.
A cold and mocking arc appeared on her lips, and her first reaction was to turn away, but the next second, she still held back.
It was Mrs. Mo who spoke first, with her usual smile on her face, "What are you doing standing at the door? Come in quickly."
Chi Huan curled his lips and walked in.
She raised her hand to take off her sunglasses and put them aside along with her bag. She sat down, not looking at the two women on the table, and casually flipped through the menu the waiter put in front of her. She said lazily, "Give it to me." Have a glass of water."
"Okay ma'am."
The waiter took the door out and left. She still lowered her head and flipped through the menu with her fingers.
"Huanhuan."
The person who called her was a middle-aged woman about the same age as Mrs. Mo. Her black hair was pulled into a meticulous bun, and she was wearing a priceless brand-name customized coat. Her temperament was unsmiling and cold.
Chi Huan didn't even raise his eyes and said calmly, "Shouldn't we order food first? The wait will be long soon."
Mrs. Mo smiled, looking even more friendly and kind in comparison, and said, "Huanhuan must be hungry, so let's order first."
The woman opposite Mrs. Mo had some disapproval in her eyebrows and said, "Are you so rude? You ignore everyone when you come in."