The boss sends me money every day

Chapter 1717 Are you starting to like me?
Back at the apartment in the evening, Fang Jiamei prepared dinner, Mo Yiheng went to take a shower, but the teacher's words rang in his head...

"Anyway, be careful yourself, there shouldn't be such a coincidence, you are my student, and I treat you like a daughter, so I won't miss you. Be careful."

Mo Yiheng...

Would he really do something like that?
He was 29 years old two years ago, and he should have passed the time of adolescent rebellion long ago.

Fang Jiamei was in a trance, she was accidentally scratched by a kitchen knife, her finger bled all of a sudden, and she quickly reached under the faucet to flush the water.

Mo Yiheng came out of the shower, looked at her standing there, "What are you doing?"

Fang Jiamei looked sideways at him, "Oh, it's okay, I accidentally cut my hand."

Mo Yiheng frowned, walked over to hold her hand, took a towel beside him to wipe her clean, looked at the gash on his index finger, dragged her to the sofa, disinfected her, wrapped her band Aid.

"You can do this by cutting a vegetable." Reluctantly, Mo Yiheng didn't know what to say to her. He raised his eyes to look at her, but met her clear eyes, "What's wrong?"

Fang Jiamei came back to her senses and shook her head. Could she say that she was observing him because of what the teacher said?
Taking drugs... fighting... these things are not things he wants to do.

"Sit down, I'll fix it." Mo Yiheng ruffles her hair naturally, rolls up the sleeves of his sweater and goes into the kitchen.

Fang Jiamei picked up an apple and gnawed on it, stood up and leaned against the bar, watched the man's methodical movements, thought for a while and asked, "When did you come to Europe?"

Mo Yiheng paused, his eyes flashed quickly, and then he returned to his natural state, "Two years ago."

Fang Jiamei nodded, thoughtfully, "Then are you here for work?"

"It is."

Is it?

How can it count?

Fang Jiamei was curious for a while, looking at the man's slightly gentle back under the light, she suddenly thought of a word——

The years are quiet.

In fact, it is not bad to find someone to live in this way.

It's just that she really doesn't seem to know this person very well.

We have lived together for more than half a month, and she often talks about her own affairs, such as those at home and school, so that he can understand herself better, but he rarely mentions her own affairs.

Although she didn't care too much, after the teacher said that, she was a little uneasy.

He doesn't look like a bad guy.

But the woman in the bar street that day seemed to be working there. With his identity, how could he know such a person?

There are many questions circling, but Fang Jiamei doesn't know how to ask them. If she asks too many questions, will she appear impolite?
But they are already married anyway, so it's nothing to get to know each other, right?

Coughing and clearing her throat, Fang Jiamei said calmly, "Well, where is your hometown? We've been married for almost a month now, and I don't know much about you."

Mo Yiheng stopped what he was doing, and looked at her sideways. She was lying on the counter, wearing a milky white nightgown, with long black curly hair hanging over her shoulders, and her round face looked like a kitten.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a smile flashed in Mo Yiheng's eyes, "Do you want to know me?"

Fang Jiamei nodded without thinking too much.

Mo Yiheng suddenly smiled, and the light above his head shone on his handsome face, making him look extraordinarily gentle, "Generally speaking, people who like someone will want to get to know him, Mrs. Mo," he looked into her eyes, " Are you starting to like me?"

(End of this chapter)