Chi Huan didn't say anything, looked away, bent down and got into the car, and said to the man, "Then I'm leaving."
Mo Shiqian took two steps back and said, "Call me if you need anything."
She arched her eyebrows and said, "Okay."
The man's slender hands closed the car door for her.
The white Ferrari reversed and left.
Chi Huan was sitting in the back seat, looking up at the tall figure reflected in the rearview mirror. He happened to see Manager Song turning his head to look at the man next to him. His delicately painted eyebrows were slightly raised, and the look in his eyes was indescribable. , it’s not exactly admiration, but it’s not all the way subordinates look at their bosses.
She pursed her red lips and her eyes fell on the beautiful chain on her wrist.
… …
The parking lot in front of the restaurant.
Mo Shiqian walked towards where his car was parked.
Manager Song said goodbye to the foreign man she was with and followed him.
She opened the door and sat in the back seat.
The car started, reversed, and gradually moved into traffic.
Manager Song smiled and asked, "Mr. Mo, does Miss Chi like today's restaurant and gifts?"
The young and handsome man was very indifferent, "She likes the bracelet, but she doesn't like the restaurant reservation."
"Then she still likes the taste of this restaurant?"
"good."
She ate a lot, which should suit her appetite. Of course, she was tired from shopping today, so she ate more.
Manager Song raised his hand to push the hair that fell in front of his forehead behind his ears, and said with a smile, "Women have to be coaxed. Miss Chi is only in her early twenties. She has a little girl's temperament. From time to time, she will give you gifts and a little romance. I won’t be angry anymore.”
Mo Shiqian didn't say anything unnecessary, he just said lightly, "Thank you."
Manager Song smiled and said, "It's an honor for me to help my boss solve his problems."
The man said lightly, "My private matters are not within the scope of your work."
Manager Song chuckled, "Ms. Chi's quarrel with you will naturally affect your work mood. It's only good to coax her. The chairman sent me here to help you take over and adapt to the company as quickly as possible. All of these are It’s what I should do.”
Mo Shiqian curled his lips, a low sneer escaped from his lips and teeth, his voice was low and cold, "I know what he wants to do. Miss Song comes from a famous family, and I also know what he wants to do when he brings you to my side. However, you also You can tell him that if I promise to do this as president, I will do it, but there won’t be anything superfluous.”
"I understand. Don't worry, Mr. Mo. I've seen many marriages like this. I've never seen many happy marriages. If I could, I wouldn't want it. I just hope... Mr. Mo won't do it just because I'm the chairman of the board." I am the only one who is hostile to those who come down.”
… …
When Chi Huan was shopping in the afternoon, she always wanted to pick a gift for Mo Shiqian... It didn't have to be a gift, just buy something for him, preferably something practical, because she thought he was a pragmatist.
But no matter how many times I choose, nothing seems suitable.
Ning Youran said from the side, "Why don't you go back and cook a meal yourself."
Chi Huan pouted, "But I can't cook."
"It's just a surprise if you don't know how to do it. If you already knew how to do it, it wouldn't be considered a gift."
Chi Huan thought it made sense, but she really couldn't find anything suitable to give to Mo Shiqian. When she went shopping at three o'clock in the afternoon, she went back... getting ready to tinker with how to cook.
She had never done anything like this before, and it was obviously impossible for her to complete it independently for the first time, so she let the chef guide her throughout the process and she did it all by herself. I kept busy from 3:30 to 6:30 in the evening, and finally managed to finish a dinner.
certainly…
As a newbie, I accidentally cut my finger while chopping vegetables.
While cooking, I was splashed with oil stars several times, causing bubbles to form in the severely burned areas.
But it's not serious, just ask Ma Li to put a band-aid on her.
A table of dishes was served.
Chi Huan stood next to the dining table, looking at the miserable-looking dishes. He turned to ask Ma Li on the side, "Is it... hard to swallow?"
"No, no, Miss Chi, it's your first time to cook. It's already quite good to have such results."
Hearing the comfort, Chi Huan felt a little relieved.
For the first time, it felt amazing.
She took out her phone and looked at the time on the screen. It was past six-thirty, but he hadn't come back yet.
I was about to make a call, but as soon as my phone was unlocked, the words "Mu Mu Mo" lit up on the screen.
She was startled, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.
It always felt like there was no other reason for him to call back at this time except to tell her that he wasn't coming back.
With a flick of her finger, she answered the phone. She pursed her lips and said, "The meal is ready. When will you go home?"
After a moment of silence, the man said, "Sorry, I can't come back now. You eat first, okay?"
"You said yourself that you wouldn't work overtime today."
Mo Shi said humbly and calmly, "There is a temporary problem with the agreed-upon project. I have to go over and solve it... You don't have to wait for me. I will come back as soon as I finish it."
Chi Huan closed his eyes and bit his lip.
Perhaps hearing her silence, the man frowned and called her name again, "Chi Huan."
"Then are you coming back for dinner?"
After a few seconds, the man replied in a low voice, "I'm not coming back."
"Oh, I understand," she said silently, "Then I'll eat first, and you go and do your work. Goodbye."
After saying that, without waiting for his answer, the call was cut off.
She threw her phone aside, pulled out the dining chair and sat down. She said calmly without raising her head, "Mom Li, he's not coming back. I'll eat by myself. Please help me put the rice in my bowl."
"Hey, you're not coming back?"
"Well, I have something to do. I'm hungry. Please help me load the food."
Mother Li looked at her profile and did not dare to say anything, "Okay, I'll go right away."
Chi Huan filled a bowl of soup first, lowered his head and drank slowly.
Well, it tastes very bland...
After finishing the soup, I took a piece of meat... it was barely cooked and could be swallowed.
I ate another bite of green vegetables, which was a bit burnt.
All cooked, albeit slightly charred.
But it just tastes terrible.
Chi Huan tasted it one by one, then put down his chopsticks and said calmly, "It tastes too bad. Mother Li, please ask the kitchen to make me a bowl of noodles."
"ah?"
"I'm hungry and want to eat noodles."
"Oh, okay, go right away."
Chi Huan stood up and poured out all the dishes that she found unpalatable with an expressionless expression.
After waiting for ten minutes, I slowly ate a bowl of noodles and then went upstairs.
… …
Mo Shiqian came back around ten o'clock.
Chi Huan was sitting on the single sofa in the bedroom reading the script. She hesitated for several days whether to take on Zhang Yan's blockbuster or Jiang Song's... the one she wanted to act in more.
On a winter night, there was a biting wind at night.
When Mo Shiqian took off his coat and handed it to Ma Li, Ma Li couldn't hold it back and whispered, "Mr. Mo... Miss Chi has been unhappy all night. Please remember to say something nice later."