Hearing what Nangong Xi said, Huo Yanyue realized belatedly that it was already very late.
Following Nangong Xi downstairs, he saw a woman standing in front of the dining table who looked to be in her thirties or forties, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with her hair neatly pulled up.
"Sir, miss!"
With such a dress and such words, Huo Yanyue immediately understood that this was the person who took care of their food and daily life. Huo Yanyue smiled at her as a greeting.
The two of them had just sat down for a while when a man rushed in from outside with a piece of information in his hand: "Brother, I found what you asked me to check."
Mo Chen directly put the information in front of Nangong Xi. Huo Yanyue followed his movements and glanced at it. Nangong Xi threw the information back to Mo Chen: "Put it in the study upstairs. .”
"oh!"
Mo Chen wasn't stupid either. When Nangong Xi told him about this, he didn't realize what he wanted to do, but he soon realized it. Looking at what Nangong Xi obviously didn't want Huo Yanyue to see now. Expressions, what else don’t you understand
However, they obviously underestimated Miss Yan Yue's eyesight. Even though it was not as good as Huo Yannian's photographic memory, Huo Yanyue could still make the most rational judgments about what he saw, even if it was just a glance and he couldn't see it clearly.
It was a phone communication slip. Although she couldn't see it clearly, she was sure that it must be what Nangong Xi asked Mo Chen to check.
Did he really still not believe her? That's why I asked people to check it out, that's why I didn't want her to know.
Huo Yanyue pursed her lips. Although thousands of thoughts flashed through her heart, her face showed nothing and she continued to eat.
Mo Chen quickly came down from upstairs and sat down at the dining table carelessly: "I'm starving to death."
He picked up a piece of chicken wing and put it into his mouth. After taking a bite, he happened to see someone coming out of the kitchen with a basin of soup. Mo Chen smiled and said, "Mother Zhang, are you here? Brother, you are in for a treat."
Huo Yanyue was stunned for a moment. Looking at Mo Chen's reaction, it seemed that he was very familiar with this person. Could it be that this person was at Nangong's house before
But she didn't think much about it. She looked at the pot of soup that Zhang's mother put down and thought of the way Anna served soup to Nangong Xi that day. With a thought in her mind, Huo Yanyue reached for the soup spoon and filled a bowl for Nangong Xi. In front of him: "Drink more."
Although Nangong Xi obviously didn't trust her when he asked Mo Chen to investigate, she could understand this. Sometimes, when some things are revealed, although she feels a little uncomfortable, it's not necessarily a bad thing.
Nangong Xi looked at the small bowl that Huo Yanyue brought to him and frowned slightly: "I won't do this next time."
"Um?"
Listening to his words, Huo Yanyue was confused. Why not follow this example next time? But seeing that she didn't mean to explain, she didn't say anything.
Halfway through the meal, the landline phone in the manor rang. After answering it, Zhang Ma came over and said to Nangong Xi: "Sir, Miss Jin's phone number."
Nangong Xi stood up and went to pick him up. When he was a little further away, Mo Chen quietly said to Huo Yanyue, "Do you know what the elder brother asked me to check just now?"
"Telephone bill?"
Mo Chen's eyes widened with a "how do you know" expression, but it only took a moment before he said: "Brother must want to see if you have called him and cared about him."