Ning An was still a little irritated, but when he heard this, he was silent.

It turns out that he is also a poor person.

"Is it a very serious accident?" Ning An asked in a low voice.

"I'm not very clear. I heard from Dr. Jiang that the accident is quite serious, maybe it was a car accident..." The maid lowered her voice, "Mr. Mo is very miserable. He is young and has disabled both legs and his face is disfigured, so he has been wearing a mask, which is very pitiful. He has a bad temper, so we will endure it. Miss, you should hold it a little too. Mr. Mo is really pitiful."

Ning An felt compassion, perhaps because of the same illness, she felt sorry for this man.

When she was in a car accident, he saved her so that she could live well, but his experience was more miserable than hers.

Ning'an was silent for a long time.

"So, let's go for lunch, don't let Mr. Mo wait for a long time." said the maid.

Ning An thought about it and found that no matter what, Mo Xiu was her savior, and she shouldn't have lost her temper at her benefactor.

She stood up and handed her hand to the little maid: "Take me over."

"Okay." The maid told her all the way, "Mr. Mo's house is big and the restaurant is big. I heard that Mr. Mo is very rich."

"Oh." Ning An was not interested in these things.

She just wants to recover from her injuries and go back early.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Mo Xiu was already having a meal.

Mo Xiu was taciturn and didn't like to talk much. When he was having a meal, the restaurant was quiet and no one dared to speak more.

When Ning An came, Mo Xiu's hand slightly, looked at her, and his tone was full of mockery: "Don't you not eat it?"

Ning An stopped. If she had done so, she would have lost her temper, but the maid secretly pinched her palm.

"You saved my life. If you don't eat it, I'm sorry for your life-saving grace." Ning An said lightly.

Mo Xiu has a bad temper. If he hadn't saved her life, she wouldn't be here for a moment.

Mo Xiu sneered, and did not make any more noises and continued to eat.

"Mr. Mo, where should Miss Ning sit?" the maid asked carefully.

"She likes to sit wherever she likes." Mo Xiu is neither salty nor light.

Ning An was really angry. Is this person so unpleasant to speak?

The maid looked at Ning An's face that was wrong, afraid that she would be angry, so she hurriedly pulled her down and sat down: "Miss Ning, just sit here, I'll serve you rice."

Ning An sat down and calmed down.

She shouldn't be angry with this man. Indeed, if a young man encounters such a change, his temperament, personality, and temper will change greatly, and she doesn't need to be angry.

Mo Xiu didn't speak, and Ning An didn't speak either.

Ning An couldn't see him or the food. When a bowl of white rice was served, she silently lowered her head and ate the white rice.

The restaurant was very quiet and no one made any noise.

After eating for a long time, it was really hard to swallow.

She hasn't eaten white rice like this.

Ning An couldn't bear it, so he finally asked carefully: "Mr. Mo, I want to eat food."

"If you want to eat, just say it, you keep silent. Who knows you want to eat?" Mo Xiu said with mockery.

"I'm not picky about food." Ning An said patiently again.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

"Do you want me to pick it up?" Mo Xiu said indifferently.

"No, just let the servant help me." Ning An endured Mo Xiu's bad temper, and the chopsticks were hanging in the air. She didn't know where to pick them up. This feeling... was very uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!