Zhou Mo hooked his thin lips. "Remember work, that's fine."
Song Anyi couldn't understand Professor Zhou's mind at all. Is this a test that she has fully practiced the protection of customers' privacy
Zhou Mo is very clear that he never does meaningless things. His thought is a very simple warning. If a woman's mood changes too much, it will affect his work. He has only experienced it not long ago, so he understands it very well. He does not want any unexpected events at all. It will affect the supply of afternoon tea (rice balls), otherwise it would be meaningless for him to try to please him, swallow longan rice cakes, and take allergies by mistake.
Song Anyi raised her spirits to drive. It is almost 8 o'clock in the evening. When she takes this big Buddha home, she will go home to rest. Today is really boring. As for whether to call Wei Shu, she has to think again. …
When passing a beef noodle shop, Zhou Mo suddenly shouted to stop, Song Anyi could only find a vacant parking space in front of the shop.
Seeing that Professor Zhou got out of the car handsomely, she could only turn off the engine and get off.
Professor Zhou walked into the beef noodle shop and found a seat to sit down. She had to follow him, and asked him automatically, not forgetting to add some side dishes after ordering.
The reflex nerve is really terrible. Even if she is in a bad mood, as long as Professor Zhou calls out, she will definitely do it without hesitation.
The hot beef was served on the table, and the two started to enjoy today's dinner.
Song Anyi unconsciously sighed after the warm noodle soup, only to realize that her stomach had been so hungry that she lost consciousness. The food nourished her barren stomach and relieved her boredom a little.
Huh, maybe that girl is really just a junior, she thinks too much, and thinks that Song Anyi is also a beauty, even if she doesn't have a youthful body, she is still very good, she will not lose to anyone. Song Anyi smiled as if encouraging herself.
Zhou Mo looked at her. "Will you laugh?"
Song Anyi shrugged and found a reason. "Food puts people in a good mood."
Zhou Mo did not forget to add a sentence: "It will also kill the invisible."
Song Anyi sighed. "Professor Zhou, I swear, I really didn't plan, let alone intentionally..."
The mist of the hot soup ironed her cheeks red, her expression was serious, Zhou Mo's clear black eyes scrutinized her small face like a steaming cloud, slightly raised her lips, and withdrew her gaze.
Dinner time had passed, and there were only three tables of customers left in the noodle shop. One of the tables was on the opposite corner of them. There were two girls sitting, one of them was crying, the other was comforting her.
"How could it be just a junior?! Will the senior and junior hug each other?! Saying that she is uncomfortable, shouldn't she go home and rest by herself, how can two people stand by the roadside blowing the cold wind and hug the senior for warmth, What is this, it is obvious that it is cheating, I really think I am a three-year-old child so easy to deceive, I will believe whatever he explains."
The girl sobbed and heard Song Anyi's whole body hairy. This plot is too similar to the situation she is currently encountering, isn't it
She stopped her chopsticks, just convincing herself to let go, but now her heart is even heavier, and the bottom of her heart is as uncomfortable as a big stone.
"Eat noodle."
Zhou Mo reminded coldly, Song Anyi quickly moved his chopsticks.
The girl complained about the inexplicable sense of distance between her and her boyfriend, and she also complained that she was busy with work and her boyfriend was busy with school. Since they both have a consensus on the future, should they realize their dreams together, instead of her busy work and paying for the family? With all the expenses, her boyfriend is busy with the school girl and hurts her heart.
"It's not love, it's just taking advantage of—" the girl cried.
Song Anyi was stunned. Eating noodles and soup became a natural reaction. It was like chewing wax.
She and Wei Shu met during a small trip to the UK. Wei Shu said that he fell in love with her at first sight and recovered Taiwan from the UK, and finally she agreed to date him. Although she has been dating for nearly a year and has no experience in love, she is not good at managing relationships. She only knows to be good to Wei Shu, and because she has a good income, she will generously sponsor Wei Shu so that Wei Shu can go abroad to watch exhibitions or participate in Some overseas study groups that he can't afford, hoping to enrich his vision and knowledge, she thinks this is the way of love, to satisfy each other's wishes and make him happy... But will it be his use in the name of love in the end
The two girls checked out and left, and the noodle shop was quiet again.
Song Anyi finished the meal in silence, and finally Professor Zhou paid the bill, and the two returned to the car.
On the way home, they still did not communicate with each other.
Arriving in front of the bronze cast gate of the mansion, Song Anyi stopped the car steadily.
"Professor Zhou has worked hard today, please rest well." There was fatigue in her voice.
But Zhou Mo didn't get out of the car.
Song Anyi turned her head in confusion. The yellow light by the roadside illuminated Professor Zhou's black eyes like sparks. In addition to the usual confidence, determination and indifference, there seemed to be more emotions that she couldn't detect.
Zhou Mo leaned his body toward the driver's seat, put his hand on the headrest of the seat, lowered his head and looked at her, his voice almost sinking to the bottom. "I hate wasting time, I hate going to the hospital, I hate getting injections, but I have to waste time going to the hospital because of acute allergies. Should you, the initiator, keep a smile instead of letting others affect your mood?"
Song Anyi wanted to refute, but it was useless to choose to step back. The man's momentum made her dizzy, and the clear breath was full of aggression. It seemed that if she took a step forward, she would burn her.
"Remember, you are responsible."
Song Anyi was dumbfounded. It was rare for Professor Zhou to say such a long sentence, just to warn her not to allow her to put a bad face and affect his mood
What a willful man he is!
What if it's a VIP? Which clause in the contract stipulates that she must be smiling every second? !
"Professor Zhou—"
Zhou Mo ignored Song Anyi's rebuttal, he opened the door and stepped out of the car.
Song Anyi was so angry that she clenched her fists in both hands, and couldn't say the slightest counterattack. Who would have thought that the man would actually turn around and deliver a fatal blow.
"That female customer is right. Can seniors and juniors hug each other? This can be figured out with basic common sense, Miss Song."
His powerful black eyes caught her, and he closed the door and walked away.
His words were fast, ruthless, and accurate, making Song Anyi feel that a knife had been stabbed in his chest.
She had accumulated a stomach of grievances and had nowhere to express it. The Weishu incident made her hurt, but being stabbed maliciously made her more painful. After falling asleep, she unconsciously dreamed of revenge. She dreamed that Professor Zhou ate a lot of longan. Rice cakes, and then the alcoholic rash has been developing all the time, the red rash all over the sky is a miracle...