He was taking the tea brought by the servant, and his handsome face showed no movement or any unexpected expression.
She was confused at first, but then she realized it.
In any case, Lawrence is the chairman of Clod-Summer, and he is the president of Asia. Lawrence must have known about the change in his schedule.
Without saying anything immediately, he took the tea from the servant, blew it twice, and put it on the coffee table in front of him.
Mr. Larry chatted with Mo Shiqian and Mo Xigu all the time. Although they were not familiar with each other, they were both people walking in shopping malls, so they were naturally good at chatting politely, and they were still chatting and laughing.
"Huanhuan," Mr. Larry suddenly looked at Chi Huan with a smile and a hint of pleading in his tone, "Your mother just changed her medicine. Can you go up and ask her to come down for dinner?"
Chi Huan was holding the teacup and drinking tea slowly. Hearing this, he looked up at him and didn't speak for a while.
After about a few seconds, she put down the cup and stood up, saying calmly, "Okay, but I don't know which bedroom you two have."
Mr. Larry replied with a busy smile, "The third room on the left on the second floor is the master bedroom."
Chi Huan looked down at the man, pursed his lips and said, "I'll go up there for a while."
Mo Shiqian squeezed her hanging hand and said without saying anything more, "Yeah."
… …
Chi Huan went up to the second floor.
Turn left to the third room, stop, and reach out to knock on the door.
A woman's cold voice sounded inside, "Come in."
She opened the door but didn't go in. She just stood in the doorway.
Mrs. Larry has probably just changed her clothes. Although she is an older woman in her forties, she still maintains a good figure, with clear curves, and she is still sexy—
Although she wears basically the basics of a strong woman.
As if sensing something, Mrs. Larry, who was touching up her makeup, turned her head and saw Chi Huan standing at the door.
"Your husband asked me to treat you to dinner in the afternoon. Madam, if you have finished your makeup and have nothing else to do, please come downstairs."
After saying this, she turned around and prepared to leave.
"Huanhuan." Chi Huan stood still and looked back at her, "Is there anything else, madam?"
Mrs. Larry looked at her, sighed, and asked, "In your mind, am I a particularly unfit mother?"
Chi Huan smiled slightly and said, "I think if you ask Miss Larry about this question, you may get a more pertinent answer."
Even though she knew her answer would be harsh and direct, these words still made Mrs. Larry's expression change.
What this means is that she has never played the role of her mother, let alone being competent.
"Huanhuan," Mrs. Larry was silent for a few seconds, "Whether you believe it or not, you are my daughter. Maybe I am a selfish and irresponsible mother, but I still hope that your future will be happy."
The light in the bedroom is bright.
Chi Huan looked at her for a while, pulled his lips, and uttered two meaningless words, "Thank you."
After saying that, she went downstairs.
Mr. Larry and Beth had already asked Moxi to go and take a seat in the restaurant.
Mo Shiqian said calmly and waited for Chi Huan to come down. Mr. Larry smiled and joked that young people are tired of falling in love, so he didn't force him and asked him to sit alone in the living room and wait.
The man held the tea cup with one hand and looked at the white mist rising from the water.
He seemed to be in a trance, but also seemed to be thinking about something else.
Until there were footsteps on the stairs, he looked up and saw the figure of the little woman slowly walking down with her head lowered, so he got up and walked over.
It wasn't until someone blocked the way that Chi Huan stopped in a daze. He raised his head and saw the man's handsome face.
The tall man put one hand in his trouser pocket and touched her head with the other, "Go and eat."
"Is it true that Lawrence's flight was delayed, or did he not plan to come at all?"
She didn't quite believe that the dignified chairman of Clod-Summer would be delayed on his flight... or for more than ten hours. His secretary would probably have to deal with such a mistake.
And even if there is a delay, with the financial resources of the Lawrence family, they can fly over by private jet.
Mo Shiqian said calmly, "He won't come."
Although it is an expected answer, but...
"I do not understand."
The man just explained casually, "Even if Clod-Summer wants to discuss cooperation with them, the chairman will not show up in person. Besides, the group has basically been handed over to his son to manage. He should have sent someone else this time." Come here, we’re temporarily delayed.”
"Oh...then what are we doing?"
She didn't know what he wanted to do by bringing her here from the beginning.
Now that Lawrence is not here, she has no idea.
He whispered lovingly, "Just eat, and I will take care of the rest."
"Oh well."
After they finished talking and were about to go to the restaurant, Mrs. Larry also came down.
She watched their interaction with complicated eyes.
… …
The dinner was sumptuous and the whole process seemed very harmonious.
Except for Mo Shiqian, who cherished his words like gold, he would only respond calmly when others asked him to speak.
Beth was the warmest and Mr. Larry was talkative.
Mo Xigu is a typical nobleman's social style. Although he is not enthusiastic, he is not cold either, at least there will be no cold moments.
Mrs. Larry didn't talk much, but from time to time she would chat with Mo Xigu, Mr. Larry, Beth, and even Mo Shiqian, mostly about business matters.
Chi Huan didn't originally have a cold temper. When she and Mo Shiqian ate together, the man would say that she was chirping like a little sparrow—
Of course, if she really remained silent and quiet, he wouldn't think anything was right.
Sitting at this dining table, she was so quiet that the only sound was the slightest sound of eating.
… …
After the meal, we sat on the sofa and chatted while drinking tea.
It's basically dark now.
Chi Huan held the tea cup and looked out the window with some worry. Instead of showing no signs of stopping, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. It had been rainy for the past two or three days.
There is little light rain, but more pattering rain, or even heavy rain mixed with thunder.
Now, thunder is gradually coming in large and small sizes.
Mr. Larry was the first to speak, "I'm really sorry. I originally invited a few of you here mainly because of Mr. Lawrence, but we didn't meet here. Instead, we encountered the bad weather. It was dark and rainy today, and it was not safe to drive. If you don't mind, why don't you stay here tonight? Mr. Lawrence happens to be arriving tomorrow morning, so you don't have to make another trip."
Mo Xigu glanced at the dark rain outside the window and said lightly, "Is it convenient?"