And Zhou Mo, who was the initiator, was still drinking high mountain tea and reading ancient books.
"Brother, the beef steak is gone." Zhou Yue resented.
Zhou Mo's expression was indifferent, no one could see how deeply he missed Beef Short Ribs. "One day I will be able to eat it."
No way, women can't accept the fact, it's still elusive. In the end, Zhou Mo came up with a definition.
Every day after that, thanks to Zhou Mo picking up people on time, Song Anyi would be able to show up at Zhou Mo's house on time, whether it was cleaning work on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, or dinner time every day, but after the work was over, she would insist on taking a ride back by herself. home and try to keep a distance from your employer.
Of course, she has asked several times about the condition of her precious little white car—
Zhou Yue responded very well. "Ask Big Brother."
Zhou Mo replied better. "Do you think I'm like a garage employee?"
When Zhou Yue wanted to call Lawyer Cao, Lawyer Cao's answer was even more intriguing. "Our biggest goal is to hope that the perpetrator can compensate Miss Song for a brand new new car."
So what? and then
God knows that Mr. Zhou, who seems to be very powerful, has such an inefficient team of lawyers around him? !
Half a month has passed, and she doesn't have a new little white car. She can only take the MRT or taxi to communicate with guests during the day. To go to Zhou's house, she can only continue to take a ride with Professor Zhou.
He comes to the company to pick her up every day, Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 3 pm, Tuesday and Thursday at 5 pm, rain or shine, and on time. Of course, this situation has made the "efficiency" people tease many times—
Mr. Xia said, "My beautiful school girl is brought out every day. Ouch, I have a sense of pride in being a Jin Daban."
Mu Yue said, "Mr. Xia, you want to check the contract. Can the head of 'efficiency' get a red card, can the hours be oversold? What about other customers?"
Needless to say, other colleagues are shining brightly with the eyes of "Blessing for an early birth of your son", and even the building administrator thought that the Maserati owner who came to pick him up was her boyfriend...
"I don't think Professor Zhou needs to be so troublesome. Even if I take the bus, I will never be late."
Of course, she raised this suggestion carefully several times.
Of course, Professor Zhou didn't reply. When he was not a vicious person, he really didn't have much to say.
In addition, there are two days a week before going to the supermarket to buy and replenish.
Professor Zhou would have stayed in the car to read books and others, but after a few times, she found that she was too partial to vegetable food (is it a silent protest?), so she could only put down her love books and follow her into the supermarket to purchase, Meiqi The name is to help push the cart, but in fact, it is supervising, and adding a suggestion for the dishes on the table... and persistence.
"Green peppers are not good." Professor Zhou said.
"It will be delicious to fry beef slices."
"Beef short ribs are also good, and no green peppers are needed."
Professor Zhou is a picky eater, and the point is that he still misses the beef short ribs that the chef left in the freezer.
“Green peppers are good.”
Song Anyi insisted, put a bag of green peppers into the cart, and an extra bag of onions. These are ingredients that Professor Zhou does not like.
"What is the onion doing?" Even if Professor Zhou frowned or put on a stinky face, he could still electrocute passing women to the point of dizziness.
"Cold beef."
Professor Zhou touched his chin to express his high opinion. "Cold salad is too troublesome, put some Anjia cream on the pan, and fry the beef short ribs."
She stopped, raised her head and stared at him. She was 172 cm tall, with a height difference of nearly twenty centimeters. Even wearing five centimeters of high heels, the top of her head could only touch his chin. At such a close distance, aside from the indelible arrogance, Professor Zhou has slender eyebrows, a high nose and thin lips. He is handsome and sharp. He is actually very beautiful. There is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. .
"It seems that Professor Zhou is very familiar with the cooking process of beef short ribs. I look forward to one day eating beef short ribs fried by Professor Zhou himself."
After finishing her words, Song Anyi shook her head, turned her shoe toes, and moved on.
Zhou Mo pushed the cart and followed behind, squinting to examine Miss Song's straight back and her ponytail swaying with her steps. She was graceful, firm, and proud like a queen.
It seems that in this cold war, Miss Song has a lot of firepower. He has to think carefully about how to please the short ribs to return to the table.
Zhou Mo thought that all his thoughts were for the sake of the steak, but if there was a mirror in front of him, he would be surprised to find the smile on the corner of his mouth and the joy in his eyes, like a happy and contented husband accompanying his beloved wife. Leisurely shopping.
"Do you want to buy apples?" The big Fuji apple is Miss Song's favorite fruit, which is one of his ways to please him.
Song Anyi stopped, turned around, and shook her head. "It's too troublesome to peel."
The tasting aunt on the side immediately continued: "Oh, no, it's not at all troublesome for the husband to peel them for his wife. Today's Fuji apples are on special price, and it's the best deal to buy them now! The husband has spoken, and the wife will bring a set. Bar?"
Being misunderstood by outsiders wasn't one or two times, but it was still embarrassing. Song Anyi smiled apologetically at the tasting auntie. "No thanks."
After the purchase was completed, she walked quickly to the checkout area, then stopped suddenly, turned her head and waited for the cart to catch up.
Zhou Mo stood a few steps away and looked at her thoughtfully.
Miss Song did not refute other people's misunderstandings. Is there any special meaning in this? Zhou Mo felt his heart beating faster, and he suddenly felt a sense of anticipation...
"It's time to settle the bill." Song Anyi urged, the heat on his cheeks did not subside, what did he mean by his eyes? To be honest, it's not like I've been misunderstood once or twice, and the blushing now is really meaningless.
Zhou Mo walked over with his long legs and pushed the cart, standing beside her.
"Why didn't you make it clear? In the emergency room, the doctor misunderstood you as Mrs. Zhou, and you will explain it immediately."
He looked down at her.
At this time, they were queuing in the checkout area. Even if the volume was lowered, the people in front and back could still hear the conversation between them, not to mention that Professor Zhou didn't lower the volume at all.
There were so many people today that Song Anyi didn't have time to answer Professor Zhou's question, but the pregnant woman in front suddenly backed away. In order to dodge, she backed away, but put herself into Zhou Mo's arms.