CEO, Hold On A Moment

The car drove into the community.

Seeing that he was about to go downstairs, Qiao Mu turned his head and secretly went to see the people around him. Now, he looks like he's asleep Would she like to wake him up? Will he send her back, or will he go up with her?

Jomo hesitated.

She was struggling with what to do, but he opened his eyes when the bodyguard stepped on the brake.

"Here we are." He spoke in a low voice, like an interrogative sentence or an affirmative sentence.

"Well." Joe nodded and pushed the door open first.

She thought: anyway, when he wakes up, whether he wants to go up or not depends on his choice.

"Click!"

There was a soft sound from the opposite door. It was the sound of him opening the door and getting off.

Qiao Mu is biting her lower lip. She can't help smiling. Before Tang BeiYao gets out of the car, she turns around and tries to avoid his sight. But when she looks at other people in the community, she can't help but be stunned -

why Everybody's watching them?

At this time point, the elders and aunts in the community should spend their time in the chess and card room. How can they stand in groups and stare at the people in and out of the community like thieves today?

The atmosphere is inexplicably depressing.

In the air, with a nervous atmosphere.

"This little girl lives on the fifth floor, I remember!" One of the aunts said, which made the rest of the people's eyes converge. But when she looked at Tang BeiYao beside her, she frowned, "who is he? I haven't seen it. "

Joe was stunned.

She didn't have much friendship with the people here. She was confused when asked.

Tang BeiYao had come to her side.

She felt his tall and tall figure stop beside her, with the pressure of the whole body. Obviously, Tang BeiYao didn't like to be asked like this.

She was afraid that he would get angry.

So, Qiao Mu embarrassed smile, grab in front of Tang BeiYao, quickly explained: "he is my friend."

"Oh." The aunt answered thoughtfully, but she was no longer aggressive.

Tang BeiYao also closed his eyes.

He turned his head and gave her a silent glance, for the expression "friend" kept his eyes dark.

"Shall we go upstairs?" Jomo pulled him and thought he was upset about being interrogated.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Tang BeiYao didn't respond, but her aunt said, "little girl, don't blame us for being nervous! There's a dismembered killer in Dian City. It's on TV! We spontaneously organize to pay attention to everyone who goes in and out of the community, also for everyone's safety

Jomo's face froze.

Zhao Mei's death

How could it be so soon?

"You young people, too, don't go out at night! How dangerous! In case that killer does it again at night... " Words began, aunt can't help but a few more words.

"OK, thank you." Qiao Mu said thanks and took Tang BeiYao up the stairs quickly.

These people need to know that she and Zhao Mei are colleagues

I don't know what panic will be like?

…………

After entering the house, Qiao Mu remembered that he had bought vegetables yesterday, but before he could make them, he was called out of the house, and the vegetables were still in the refrigerator And they're all raw!

Jomo was a little embarrassed.

"Why don't you sit down for a while?" She could only pour a glass of water for the reception, put Tang BeiYao on the sofa, and pointed to the kitchen with embarrassment We need a little more heat. "

"Good." But Tang BeiYao agreed very well.

He waved to her to go.

Hearing the words, Qiao Mu quickly took out the shopping bag in the refrigerator, held it in his hand and rushed to the kitchen

She has to -

do it from scratch!

The doors of the kitchen and living room were closed. Tang BeiYao could not see her dilemma in the kitchen. The old kitchen is not equipped with range hood. Jomo can only open the back window of the kitchen.

She could hear the movement downstairs.

Downstairs, there are still "interrogations". Some of them are not happy and argue with their aunt. But as soon as they are told the story of "dismembered murderer" by popular science, they immediately worry and gossip with each other.

For example -

who died?

Who's the killer?

How can this case be solved?

……

Jomo didn't have much interest in such questions. She doesn't have a deep friendship with Zhao Mei. Zhao Mei hates her. She never cares about her This is probably their relationship.

Now that Zhao Mei is dead, she has shock and sympathy. Besides

I don't seem to have any other feelings.

Dismemberment is disgusting, but killing It's not uncommon. Criminal cases happen every day in big cities. People die abnormally every day. This Yunnan city It's just that it's been peaceful for too long."Alas..."

Qiaomu sighed. The last thing he thought was that he wanted to solve the case earlier and let Dian City continue to be peaceful! The dish is ready.

Simple three dishes and one soup, the ingredients are semi-finished products, but Qiao Mu has been busy for a long time. She is very careful, very attentive to cooking, until feel satisfied with the taste, really delicious, just take off the apron, ready to pick up the tea table for dinner.

When she entered the living room, she stopped.

Tang BeiYao is in the sofa fell asleep?

He leaned against one side of the sofa, tall figure curled up in the small sofa, it was a bit crowded. Jomo can't help but take a gentle step. She should wake him up or ask him to go to bed

But she didn't.

Jomo came forward, but just quietly squatted down in front of the sofa, looking at his sleeping appearance - still handsome and beautiful, that face is still perfect, but his eyebrows are tight, even in sleep, he did not get stable.

Jomo watched, a little distressed.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand and reflexively moving, trying to smooth the lines of his eyebrows, but when her fingertips touched his skin, he suddenly raised his hand, clasped her wrist, and opened his eyes at the same time.

The eyes are cold and fierce.

Qiao Mu is stiff.

When he saw that she was in front of him, he immediately collected all the emotions under his eyes, and slowly opened his mouth with the kind of low voice he had just woken up: "have you finished eating?"

"I just finished No, it's just hot! " Almost let slip, Jomo quickly changed his tongue, "would you like to try it together? I'll bring it. " All the dishes are on the tea table.

She knew that her craftsmanship was not as good as that of the back kitchen of Tang house, but when Tang BeiYao picked up the dishes and chopsticks, she couldn't help being nervous and looking forward to it Expect him to say something.

But he didn't speak.

He seemed to have come to dinner with her, a little absent-minded, and his eyes were thoughtful.

Jomo bit his chopsticks.

She can only take the lead to break the silence: "Tang BeiYao, you said on the phone before, take me back to a city?"