Mo Shiqian didn't say anything. He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman sitting cross-legged on the sofa with an expressionless face. She had long black hair that was not completely dry, slender white legs, white and tender, and a proud little woman.
After nearly a minute, the man straightened up, put his cell phone on the coffee table, and walked towards the kitchen with long legs.
Chi Huan then turned his face again, looked at the direction where his figure disappeared, and raised his lips proudly.
Just as she was about to get up and go back to the bedroom to find some more conservative pajamas to change into, the phone on the coffee table vibrated. She lowered her head and glanced subconsciously. A number without a note was displayed on the screen.
"Mo Shiqian, someone called you."
The man said in the kitchen, "Bring it in for me."
Chi Huan still picked up the phone and put it in for him, then handed it to him, "Here."
He was boiling water, looked at her, took the phone and slid the answer button, his voice was low and indifferent, "Who is it?"
After Chi Huan made the call, he was about to turn around and go back to the bedroom. Before he took two steps, he heard the light voice of the man behind him, "Miss Ji, are you okay?"
She stopped immediately.
"Um."
“…”
"Need not."
“…”
"no need."
“…”
"No."
“…”
"Um."
“…”
"good."
Then he hung up the phone and handed the phone to her, "Take it out."
Chi Huan took it, looked at his handsome face with a normal expression, and let out a long oh.
When the water boiled, he scooped the boiled water into the bowl with a large spoon. He cooked the noodles elegantly and attentively, without any intention of saying anything else.
She held the phone, looked at his profile for a while, and asked casually, "Why is she calling you?"
"Thank you for saving her."
"Oh, and then."
"Want to treat me to dinner."
"You refused?"
Mo Shiqian looked sideways at her with a smile on his lips, "If I don't refuse, you really won't kick me out?"
Chi Huan, "..."
"I didn't say it. It's all your own imagination. Call me when the noodles are ready and I'll go change clothes."
"Um."
Chi Huan changed her clothes and came out and was about to go to the dining room to light up the lights. As soon as she left the bedroom, she heard her phone vibrating in her bag. She walked over and took it out to take a look.
Su Yabing.
This was not the first, second or even third time that she called her. She also sent a lot of text messages, always saying that she wanted to apologize and talk to her.
Chi Huan felt bad every time he looked at her, wondering why this woman persisted in her.
With a swipe of his finger, he answered the phone.
The other side hesitated for several seconds before speaking softly, with a hint of surprise in her voice, "Miss Chi?"
Chi Huan said in a very calm tone, "It's me, what's the matter?"
Su Yabing said a little self-deprecatingly, "I didn't expect you to answer my call."
"Rather than being harassed by you all the time, it's better for me to pick up one."
Su Yabing paused, seeming a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Chi Huan was not polite and said directly, "Then you have to explain everything clearly once and for all, and don't bother me anymore."
"Miss Chi, when do you have time, can we meet?"
"No, what can be explained clearly in person can also be explained clearly on the phone. I'm listening now, and you can say it."
Su Yabing was a little hesitant, but she still spoke softly, "Thank you... for saying that on the wedding day, otherwise... my situation would be even worse than it is now."
Chi Huan was a little funny.
Although she is not paying attention to her current situation, the mistress hat is still on her head, because the less she speaks out, the more public opinion will favor her.
The more Su Yabing explained, the darker she got, because it was a fact that she had been entangled with Mo Xigu and had cheated on her during their marriage.
What's more, her fans have their own offensive.
"oh."
She didn't answer, and Su Yabing didn't know what to say for a while. After a while, she asked dryly, "Miss Chi... do you hate me very much?"
Chi Huan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I hate to talk about it, but you don't expect me to like you, do you?"
"I know Xigu and I are sorry for you..."
Su Yabing was talking on the phone, and Mo Shiqian had already come out with noodles. He glanced down at her and pointed toward the restaurant with his chin, which meant clearly.
Chi Huan walked into the restaurant while talking, "Are you looking for me to ask me to clarify to the media that you have not intervened in my relationship with Mo Xigu, and that you are not a mistress?"
"Xigu doesn't want to trouble you anymore... But you also know that this will have a very negative impact and damage on his image and his company. Miss Chi, can you... do him one last favor?"
Chi Huan smiled lightly, "Miss Su, have you ever intervened?"
Su Yabing said eagerly, "I didn't mean it... I didn't want to. I just wanted to come back and watch him get married, but..."
"Is it just that I can't help myself?" She raised the corner of her lips, "No matter how many reasons you give, there are always them. How can you expect me to lie to the media for you? Miss Su, you really think of this world as a kind one."
As soon as she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, threw it on the dining table, and picked up the chopsticks to eat the noodles.
After taking a big bite with satisfaction, she raised her head and said to the man sitting opposite her, "You can go back."
Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes and said, "Go back?"
"Pack your things and come back tomorrow. You have no clothes or daily necessities here. Do you want to go to bed without brushing your teeth, washing your face, taking a shower, or washing your hair?"
Her eyebrows jumped high and she snorted coldly, "Don't even think about sleeping on my quilt without taking a shower."
Mo Shiqian, “…”
She still held a grudge for forcing her to take a bath and wash her hair when she was sick.
She obviously felt much better physically and mentally after washing.
He stood up and said calmly to the woman who was lowering her head to eat noodles, "Okay, I'll pack my things and come here, and you make the bed for me."
Chi Huan raised his head and looked at him, pursed his lips and said, "I'm scared that you are so impatient."
"Who makes you greedy? This is all you need."
Chi Huan, "..."
As expected, Mo Shiqian drove back and packed his luggage, then drove over again and carried a huge 28-inch suitcase into the house. He only took out a few daily necessities and a change of clothes.
"It's too late today, I'll take care of the rest tomorrow."
"oh."
After he finished washing and bathing, turned off the lights and lay down, breathing evenly as if he was asleep, Chi Huan finally let go of his guarded mind, closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.
Instead of sleeping on her own bed, she insisted on sleeping on her floor.
… …
When Chi Huan woke up the next morning, Mo Shiqian was already gone.
She picked up her phone and looked at it. There was nothing on it. She curled her lips and didn't know to say anything to her when she went to work.
Yawning, she walked into the bathroom. When she looked up in the mirror, she found a sticky note on it. She pulled it off—
[I will go to work and warm breakfast for you. When I go out and make this call, she will be responsible for picking you up and protecting you.]