Looking at the dishes on the plate in front of him, Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly.

A trace of displeasure appeared on the handsome face.

A hint of nervousness flashed in Jiang Hui's eyes and she hurriedly explained, "Mr. Mo, I..."

"I'm not used to picking up foods from others."

Mo Xiuchen looked at the plate in front of him with cold eyes. Without giving Jiang Hui a chance to explain, he called a waiter to change him to another plate.

Seeing the waiter holding the plate in front of Mo Xiuchen and replacing it with a new one, Jiang Hui's face turned pale.

For a moment, she felt unsure.

I don’t know what Mo Xiuchen’s attitude is.

Before boarding the plane, Bai Xiaoxiao also said that this was Mo Xiuchen's first time taking a woman other than Wen Ran on a business trip, saying that Mo Xiuchen might appreciate her, or maybe there was something special about her.

Jiang Hui naturally thought that it was because she had a face similar to Mo Xiuchen's mother that Mo Xiuchen treated her differently from other women.

However, Mo Xiuchen was not gentle to her all the time.

Sometimes gentle, sometimes cold.

This made her heart hang all the time, unable to get off.

Mo Xiuchen looked at the new dish and picked up the chopsticks slowly. Just as he was about to pick up the food, he seemed to find that Jiang Hui was still pale and looked at him at a loss.

His deep eyes flashed slightly and he said lightly, "Eat."

Jiang Hui looked at Mo Xiuchen blankly and asked softly, "Mr. Mo, do you hate me very much?"

"Hate, where do you start?"

Mo Xiuchen picked up the noodles and picked the dishes from the plate and fed them into his mouth, and his eating style was elegant and noble.

Just when Jiang Hui thought he would not answer her, Mo Xiuchen swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at her with deep eyes.

Jiang Hui touched Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes, and his heart trembled suddenly.

He subconsciously pursed his lips.

Mo Xiuchen just looked at her faintly, with a handsome eyebrows and a look of indifferent. He was silent for a few seconds before he slowly spoke, "No, you look like a person."

"ah?"

Jiang Hui seemed to be puzzled.

His eyes were wide open, "Mr. Mo, I don't understand."

Mo Xiuchen curled the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile. "I actually don't remember her anymore. I just thought you looked like her when I saw you."

Jiang Hui blinked and asked timidly, "Mr. Mo, can I ask, who are you talking about?"

"My mother."

Mo Xiuchen answered calmly.

Jiang Hui's heart trembled again, as if she had some emotion, and suddenly it penetrated into her heart.

She couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, she felt that she was surrounded by that inexplicable emotion, as if she was surrounded by a net, and she couldn't struggle at all.

Mo Xiuchen showed no sadness, sadness, or even nostalgia. He said briefly in the tone of a stranger, "She jumped off the building and died when I was eight years old."

"Mr. Mo, I'm sorry."

Jiang Hui felt like she had made a huge mistake, and her eyes were filled with sadness, pity, and countless emotions.

As Mo Xiuchen closed his eyes, a trace of coldness flashed deep in his eyes.

Put down the chopsticks, stood up and said, "I have something to do, you can eat it yourself and set off at 2 pm."

Jiang Hui opened her mouth, unable to say a word.

I could only watch Mo Xiuchen's handsome figure disappear from sight.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at the table of dishes. Mo Xiuchen's words echoed in her ears, and suddenly she couldn't say anything sad.

Meng Ke asked her to approach Mo Xiuchen and provoke the relationship between Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran. Her godfather also asked her to listen to Meng Ke and must let Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran break up.

But she suddenly didn't want to do this.

She thought of all the information and deeds about Mo Xiuchen in the place she collected, whether it was the miserable childhood, the hardships of youth, the loneliness of adulthood, and all his efforts in his relationship with Wen Ran.

They all moved her deeply and fell in love with him deeply.

Perhaps, few women would not be moved by Mo Xiuchen. Jiang Hui knew clearly that no matter what she did, she would not seduce Mo Xiuchen.

Because Mo Xiuchen had no idea in his eyes when he looked at her, and he was too lazy to even give him a trace of warmth. This is a world of difference from Mo Xiuchen's affectionate look at Wen Ran.

When she thought of something, she suddenly suffocated her breath.

He looked up suddenly and looked towards the entrance of the restaurant.

Why did Mo Xiuchen tell her just now that she looked like his mother, and said in a tone without any emotion that his mother jumped off the building and died when he was eight years old.

Jiang Hui's strength as she pinched the chopsticks suddenly tightened, and the pale color on her face became deeper and deeper.

Could it be that Mo Xiuchen is warning her?

In fact, he had known for a long time that she had a purpose to approach him, but he just didn't want to pay attention to it?

is that so?

Jiang Hui suddenly became confused.

If Mo Xiuchen had known that she had appeared in front of him purposefully and deliberately approached him, how would he deal with her?

**

After Luo Haofeng left, Bai Xiaoxiao opened the refrigerator to check what ingredients were inside.

She was idle and made lunch.

Just as he was about to call Luo Haofeng, Luo Haofeng came back.

As soon as I entered the living room, I smelled the aroma of the food. When I saw Bai Xiaoxiao coming out of the kitchen with the vegetables, a hint of joy flashed through Luo Haofeng's narrow peach blossom eyes and he quickly walked to her.

"Xiaoxiao, why are you cooking?"

If she had just brought the food out, Luo Haofeng would not have been so sure.

But Bai Xiaoxiao was still wearing an apron around her waist, which proved that she was cooking.

Bai Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "I was idle and I started cooking two dishes. I was about to call you, but I didn't expect you to come back."

"Where is aunt, didn't she come?"

Luo Haofeng looked at the kitchen, but no trace of his aunt was seen.

Bai Xiaoxiao walked towards the restaurant with the food and explained to Luo Haofeng who was following him, "I asked my aunt to go back. You should go wash your hands and have a meal."

"good."

Luo Haofeng waited for her to put down the vegetables, pulled her into her arms and kissed her, and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands with a smile.

Touching the cheek that he kissed, a touch of sweetness appeared between Bai Xiaoxiao's eyebrows and eyes.

Two minutes later, Luo Haofeng and Bai Xiaoxiao sat at the dining table.

"What did you say when you go to IKEA?"

Bai Xiaoxiao picked up a piece of meat for Luo Haofeng and asked with concern.

Luo Haofeng frowned slightly, and soon smiled on his face. While picking up food for Bai Xiaoxiao, he answered her questions, "Uncle Tian slapped Ruoyi twice. Although Aunt Tian was angry, she was softer. He learned that Ruoyi was Jian Yiwei's child and still protected her."

Bai Xiaoxiao's eyes showed concern, "Is it okay if Ruoyi was pregnant and slapped twice by her father?"

"I accompanied her to the hospital for a check-up, no problem. But her father said harshly and asked her to abort the child."

"What about Ruoyi, what is she going to do?"
Chapter completed!