Just shouting, Song Anyi has been dragged by Zhou Yuelian and pressed into the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt neatly, and the car door was closed before he even had time to say goodbye to the senior.
Zhou Yue is a hard-working assistant who is in charge of threading the needles. She naturally understands the importance of emptiness and condescension. She brushed her hair, pressed her butt against the car door, and said with an "apologetic" face: "Mr. Mu, hello, hello, I am Zhou Yue, Zhou Mo's sister, I'm sorry, we have to leave beforehand, and I will have tea with you with Mr. Zhou another day, see you bye bye."
Zhou Yue got into the car and sat down, and Maserati immediately left.
Mu Yue touched his chin and was amused. Is this the concept of a copycat king grabbing a relative
Xia Lihuan walked out of the office building and saw Mu Yue alone looking at the end of the road, with a... weird smile on his face
"Where's An Yi? Isn't the senior going to send her to Professor Zhou's house?"
Mu Yue smiled handsomely. "It was picked up."
"Who?"
"The King of Shanzhai."
"Ah?!" Xia Lihuan was shocked.
But Mr. Xia's surprise was definitely not comparable to Song Anyi who was sitting in the passenger seat of a Maserati. She was caught in the car inexplicably, and the atmosphere in the car was so strange that she couldn't sit still.
"What's the hurry?" She wondered in her heart.
But Professor Zhou in the driver's seat still had a cold face, but it was only the speed he showed that he could feel his emotions. Is a man with facial paralysis who loves to drive fast, cold outside and hot inside? It's hard to describe.
Zhou Yue was responsible for creating a relaxed atmosphere. She leaned forward, stuck in the middle of the seat in front of her, looking left and right, her elder brother's expression remained the same, and An Yi's sister's expression was complicated, sigh, she must clarify that the situation at that time was overthinking or not. , her intuition told her that it was a wise choice to quickly pull Sister Anyi into the car!
"Uh, then Sister Anyi, what are we going to eat tonight?"
Before Song Anyi could speak, Zhou Mo had already answered in person, "Little beef."
Song Anyi looked at his handsome face, how impatient was she
"Does Professor Zhou also like short ribs?" she asked.
"good."
Song Anyi is a little helpless. She may also have a tendency to be abused. Otherwise, how could Professor Zhou's rare praise make her feel flattered and happy
Well, she can ignore the incident of being forced into the car for no reason, and she asked, "Is that red wine sauce okay last time?"
"good."
The two "not bad" made Zhou Yue feel at ease, the eldest brother finally had a conversation, and he was even more glad that Sister Anyi was not angry!
"Great, that sauce is really delicious! Brother, hurry up, let's go home!"
Zhou Mo did not agree, but his eagerness was already expressed in the speed of the car. At this time, it was time for get off work. He ignored the traffic jams and the speeding cars. A shining flame.
Song Anyi once again realized the brothers and sisters' insistence on eating, but she hadn't realized Professor Zhou's hard-to-guess thoughts.
"Mu Yue is your senior?"
Zhou Mo suddenly turned the topic to the senior, Song Anyi was very puzzled, but answered truthfully: "Well, it is the senior who has known each other for many years."
Zhou Mo tapped lightly on the edge of the steering wheel with his long fingers, his expression particularly indifferent. "How long have you known Xie Weishu?"
Song Anyi frowned slightly, thinking it was strange, but she answered truthfully, "It's been almost a year."
Zhou Mo turned his head to look at her, a light smile appeared in his eyes, his pupils were as black as ink, like a deep pool, as if he wanted to suck people into it.
With the same smile, Zhou Yue, who was laughing on the sidelines, felt... Mao...
"I don't understand what you think." Zhou Mo looked at the traffic in front of him, his eyes sparse but sharp.
Song Anyi shrugged and wanted to reply "I don't need you to understand", but she still said politely, "Professor Zhou is very polite, I'm very simple."
Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows. "It's too simple."
Song Anyi was stunned for a moment, her heart tightened, and she intuited that he was sure there was something in his words, really—
"So you can't tell how to choose a good man. I don't understand, you have Mu Yue by your side. Before he got married last year, you had more opportunities, but you would rather choose a man without merit. Your idea is really too simple. ." Zhou Mo clearly analyzed the contradiction he thought, he couldn't understand the woman's mind, temper, and strange eyes.
Song Anyi's face changed suddenly, and her eyes were stagnant for a moment, this man's vicious tongue is hateful!
How is she and Wei Shu, why do you need outsiders to speak? Zhou Mo in her cognition, Qing Jun is restrained, dazzling and dazzling. Although his thinking is a bit far from the scope of normal people, at least he has few words and few expressions. I can hardly breathe!
"Professor Zhou, you-you-"
Zhou Mo glanced at her with a calm expression. He didn't take her anger to the bottom of his heart, and continued: "Don't thank me, I don't share this sharp insight with people every day."
Song Anyi was so irritated that even if she was full of anger, she didn't know what to do with this man who didn't care about other people's feelings and felt extremely good about himself.
She shook her head and ignored people, seriously considering whether to cancel the original beef short ribs menu!
Zhou Yue was also so disappointed that she was powerless. She never imagined that the thoughtfulness of the elder brother, the seeming care of the elder brother, the strange and inexplicable reactions of the elder brother, and the indifference of the elder brother like a cold mountain in the North Pole, were not for sister An Yi. Heart and care, but questioning people's vision for choosing a boyfriend? !
What is your boyfriend doing, big brother? God, what was her big brother thinking... She started to worry about whether the beef short ribs tonight would be like boiled duck, flying, flying, flying...
"Mr. Zhou, Xie Weishu is my boyfriend. It seems inappropriate for you to criticize him in front of me."
Zhou Mo's long eyes narrowed slightly, and his demeanor was arrogant. "Miss Song means that I can't criticize my assistant?"
One sentence killed Song Anyi's refutation, Zhou Mo won this round.
However, the beef short ribs did fly. Anyway, Song Anyi's food sanctions were not the first time.
After dinner, Zhou Yue had no choice but to take out the eldest brother in the morning and unfreeze it. The short ribs, which the chef ignored, were re-frozen and returned to the freezer. Thinking of the dinner just now - fried spinach, fried bean sprouts, fried cabbage, and another green vegetable tofu. Soup, a table of indifferent green vegetables, made her feel empty, and she only hoped that this cold war would not last too long.