Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes, "Is she unhappy that I didn't come back?"
"It's not just that you haven't come back..." Ma Li sighed, "Ms. Chi was very nice when she came back today. She also said that you gave her a gift, so she also wanted to give you a surprise. She specially cooked the dinner herself. Her fingers were cut and burned...but you didn't come back, and she was so angry that she threw away all the dishes she had worked hard to prepare for three hours."
Mo Shiqian's deep and indifferent eyebrows trembled slightly, "She cooks?"
He used to be Chi Huan's bodyguard, and it can be said that he knows better than anyone else in the world how "lazy" Chi Huan can be. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and she has probably never touched a rag in her entire life.
Cooking
In her original words once upon a time, it ruined the skin and hurt the hands.
After she bought an apartment and moved out, she basically hired part-time workers to cook or order takeout. She might not even know what her own kitchen looked like.
"Yes, because it was my first time, I spent more than three hours working on it, and it was all thrown away..."
Mo Shiqian glanced at the second floor subconsciously, frowned, regained his emotions, and said lightly, "I understand, you continue to work."
"Why."
Chi Huan sat cross-legged on the large single sofa, which was soft and warm. Listening to the strong wind outside, she felt indescribably comfortable and safe.
The silence was broken by the movement of the man pushing the door open.
The long-legged man walked toward her with steady steps without saying a word.
The woman on the sofa raised her head. Her expression was natural and normal. She was not "angry" as Ma Li said. Her voice was clear and she said, "If I don't accept Jiang Song's movie, will you still invest?"
Mo Shiqian frowned, but still answered, "If you want to shoot it, I'll vote for it. If you don't, there will be a special department to analyze the market and box office. If it is expected to make a profit, we will vote for it."
Chi Huan smiled and said, "If I take the photo, it doesn't matter if I pay for it?"
"Um."
She lowered her head again and said calmly, "The chairman of Clod-Summer tried every means to poach you to become the president. Is this how you squandered other people's assets?"
"I can afford to lose."
"oh."
He looked down at her fair face and said, "Sorry."
Only then did she raise her head again, her pretty features only showing a very pale expression, "You're already sorry. I know you don't want to do it. It's work. It's normal to have no control over it. What's more, you have to manage such a big company. Otherwise, where would you find the capital to give me a movie?"
He sighed lowly, "You are still unhappy."
Chi Huan smiled lightly, "Can't you?"
She could clearly see the tiredness and helplessness in his eyebrows.
The tip of her heart suddenly hurt as if she had been stung by a bee. She asked in one sentence, "Do you find it hard to be with me?"
The man's eyes darkened slightly, "What do you mean?"
"You are very good. You take care of everything about me, my daily life, my work, and my travels. Because I love you, you also take care of my mood..."
She lowered her eyes slightly, her slender long eyelashes cast a shadow on her face, the crimson arc was a bit self-deprecating, her soft voice was low but clear, "You said love is a negative emotion, but in fact love also has good moments. For example, if you love me, you will feel happy doing this, but if you don’t love me, you will feel... responsible, heavy, tired, and even irritable."
She raised her face again and raised her hand to touch the man's handsome outline, "Ah, why is this woman angry again? She stopped talking again. What's wrong with her? I have to coax her again. Go and coax her quickly. I can't coax her. Good thing she won’t go to bed with me..."
The man frowned heavily and suddenly interrupted her, "Chi Huan."
"Are you going to go out of your way to ask others how to coax a woman?"
She was suddenly hugged directly by the leaning man, so hard that she even felt pain from his arm.
Mo Shiqian buried his chin in the woman's soft shoulder and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "No."
Only then did he suddenly realize that he didn't want to see such an "understanding" Chi Huan even more than Chi Huan, who cried, lost his temper, and was deliberately busy with work and neglecting him.
He had known for a long time that this woman had two sides.
A girl who always looks like a seventeen-year-old girl, charming, bright and willful.
One seems to be twenty-seven years old, mature, calm, and even worldly.
He hugged her very hard, "None of what you said is true."
He never felt heavy, tired, or irritable, and he never felt hard.
Chi Huan lightly stroked his face with her fingers and smiled quietly, "I sometimes think, if you were just Mo Shiqian, or just bodyguard Mo Shiqian... you have no money, you can't help me deal with the media, you are not CEO of clod-summer, if you don’t like me, will I still shamelessly stay by your side... Hmm."
Before she could finish her sentence, the man lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.
After nearly a minute of long kiss, he pinched her still panting chin with his fingers, and pressed her thin lips very close. The voice coming out of his throat had a gloomy tone, "You said so much, do you mean to talk to her? Should I break up?"
separate
Chi Huan looked at him blankly, "Don't you think... you can actually find a woman who is more suitable for you than me?"
He squinted his eyes and sneered, "For example?"
She shook her head, as if she didn't know, but she answered, "A talented woman like Ou Qin, smart and generous, like today's... what kind of manager, intellectual and capable, if you are with a woman like them... you will be relaxed. A lot of."
Mo Shiqian frowned and said expressionlessly, "I don't want them."
"Maybe I'm only with you for the money."
"I have money."
Chi Huan looked at him, speechless.
After a while, she said, "You go take a shower first."
He held her face and kissed her for a while, then let her go. He put his cell phone on the small round table in front of him and got up to get his bathrobe and prepare to take a bath.
She looked at the closed bathroom door, sat back on the sofa, and was in a daze.
There was a faint sound of running water from the shower.
She was about to use her mobile phone to chat with Sister Yao on WeChat to discuss which movie she wanted to take on.
Before they touched it, Mo Shiqian's phone that he had put down vibrated and the screen lit up.
[Mr. Mo, could you please take a look and see if I dropped my bracelet in your car.]
She looked at the note again, Song Shu.
Obviously, it's a woman's name.
She immediately remembered the one she met today - Manager Song.
Bracelet…
Maybe Mo Shiqian just gave her a bracelet today, so she was a little sensitive to these two words.