Never deeply in love

Bai Mingyue was so angry that his eyes were red, but he said nothing. He bit his lips stubbornly and looked at him for a long time. He stood up directly from his seat and left the table.

Mo Zihan could not help but wonder as he watched her trot towards the room.

He took a napkin and wiped his mouth. He stood up and sat down on the sofa. Bai Mingyue ran up to him like a gust of wind. His chest heaved slightly and his face was slightly red. He didn't know if he was angry or running.

"Here you go." Bai Mingyue took the platinum card and handed it directly to him. Mo-tse looked at her coldly.

Seeing that he didn't answer, she threw the card directly onto the coffee table in front of him and clenched her fist. She seemed very angry, but she was trying to suppress her emotions.

You can look down on me, but there's no need to insult me like this. Yes, I am very poor, and I need money very much when my family is poor, but I am not the kind of woman you think I am. I can sell everything for money."

She almost finished these words in anger. Without waiting for him to speak, she turned around and ran back to her room.

She could endure anything but the humiliation of others.

What's the use of saying this even if you know it?

It didn't change anything. Mo Zihan didn't care what she thought, but she just couldn't control her anger.

She was forced by him, not willingly become his mistress, and she refused to accept such an insult.

Bai Mingyue then ran away. Mo Zihan was stunned for a moment and looked at the platinum card on the coffee table with a complicated expression.

Women nowadays, as long as men are willing to spend money for her, they can't wait to blow up the man's credit card. Only a stupid woman like Bai Mingyue can give her the card and let her use it. She doesn't want it.

Stupid woman.

Mo Zihan reached out and picked up the platinum card, his lips curved slightly, not smiling.

The next morning, Bai Mingyue was called out of the room by a phone call from Mo-tse han.

Last night, her pride had been hit, and she couldn't help but say those words to Mo Zihan. She had been in a very uneasy mood. She didn't know what Mo-tse would think after hearing those words.

Of course, she didn't expect Mo-tse han to be any better for her because of what she said. She just wanted her to say these words, and she was thankful that she didn't provoke him.

Because she didn't know how to face him, and was a little scared, she lingered in the room for a long time, but she didn't have the courage to go out.

When the landline in the room rang, Mo Zihan's cold voice came from the microphone. "Miss bai, it's time for you to make breakfast. From now on, you will be in charge of my breakfast. Don't let me remind you, or you will bear the consequences."

Then he cut off the phone.

Bai Mingyue was angry, but he still obediently left the room.

As expected, Mo Zihan was sitting in the living room with his all-purpose special assistant, Mr. Su Zhe, who was also handsome.

He didn't know what he was talking to Mo-tse han. When he saw her coming out, su zhe narrowed his eyes and a bad smile appeared on his lips. He was looking at her thoughtfully.

Mo Zihan followed his gaze and turned to look at her without saying anything.

Bai Mingyue nodded at Su Zhe, pulled the corners of her lips, and smiled. As a greeting, she didn't say much. She went straight into the kitchen and resigned herself to making her breakfast.

"Young master Mo, where exactly did miss bai go yesterday?" When su zhe saw her leave, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

After receiving a call from Mo Zihan, he had just sent someone to find the bai family. He received a call from Mo Zihan and only said one word.

Then he cut off the phone.

Mo ming had no choice but to call and ask. Mo Zihan seemed very unhappy. He only said that he had found someone and did not need to send anyone to the bai family. He did not dare to ask.

Filled with questions, she came to pick young master Mo up from work this morning and couldn't help but ask.

Mo-tse han glanced at him, took the contract document from one side, and handed it to him. "I've read the contract. It's signed. Take it to the process."

"Okay, young master Mo." Su Zhe took the document and opened his mouth, unwilling to ask about what happened last night.

Work is so boring, and Mo-tse is in a difficult position to serve. He must satisfy his strong curiosity, or he will die of depression.

Mo Zihan frowned and said coldly, "It's better not to ask more questions."

The words were strong and intimidating, and it was self-evident.

How could anyone gossip about him?

Not even Su Zhe.

Su Zhe had to give up when she saw that he didn't speak at all. After all, young master Mo was famous for his coldness. If she really offended him, she wouldn't be sure how he would kill him at work.

He had already experienced it countless times. This man was too cold and heartless. He did not care about their relationship at all.

"Young master Mo, what about the other roles in the play, including the female lead? The actresses recommended by the investors and directors are still waiting for you to finalize the selection."

Su zhe coughed lightly and turned the conversation without a word.

"Yes." Mo-tse seemed to hear it, but he didn't seem to care at all.

Su Zhe said nothing more.

Bai Mingyue walked over and reminded Mo Zihan, "Young master Mo, breakfast is ready."

She was clearly a nanny, but she had to be a mistress.

Bai Mingyue was inexplicably depressed.

Su Zhe glanced at Bai Mingyue and followed Mo Zihan up, smiling meaningfully on his sunny and handsome face.

"Why did young master Mo suddenly think of having breakfast at home? Is breakfast at home more delicious than outside?"

Mo-tse looked at him coldly and ignored him.

Su Zhe looked at Bai Mingyue and his smile deepened. His peach blossom eyes blinked at her. "Miss bai, do you mind if I try your cooking too?"

"Ah?" Bai Mingyue was stunned and said apologetically, "Haven't you had breakfast yet? I only made two."

"Miss bai, the visitor is a guest." Su Zhe followed Mo-tse han to the table. There were two bowls of noodles, one big and one small. Naturally, the big bowl belonged to Mo Zihan, and the small bowl belonged to Bai Mingyue. As expected, there were only two bowls.

Mo Zihan still had a plate of golden fried eggs in front of him.

Bai Mingyue also squeezed two glasses of juice.

It looked good, very tasty, and very fragrant.

Su Zhe was also an outsider all year round. Breakfast had always been something that could and could be easily accommodated. If not, it was something that could be easily handled outside.

It was the first time that she realized that eating breakfast like this at home was a very pleasant thing.

Look at mo shao and you will know. Although you can't see any expression on the outside, you obviously look very satisfied.

Bai Mingyue had poached eggs in her own bowl, but she made him an omelette alone. It was obvious that everything he said was on her mind.

Su Zhe looked at the delicious breakfast and was drooling.

"I, I didn't know you didn't eat."

Bai Mingyue said awkwardly. She was used to living a hard life at home and never used to wasting. She cooked as much as she ate, and there was not much left.

In the end, she said to su zhe, "If you don't mind, I'll give you this one. There's still a little in the pot. If it's not enough, I'll eat something else."

Su Zhe wanted her to say this and sat directly in her seat, but he looked at her with blinking eyes and said politely, "This, how is it nice? Of course I don't mind."

He looked at her earnestly. When a handsome, charming, flirtatious man like him looked at people like that, even though he was a woman, almost no one could refuse him.

Bai Mingyue laughed. It was just a bowl of noodles. Why are you so polite?

She waved her hand and said nonchalantly, "Then eat."

Mo Zihan looked up at her and said coldly, "You are a guest. You have to see clearly who is the master."

These words seemed to be meant for Su Zhe, but they were meant for her.

Bai Mingyue's face froze. She could not understand why he was suddenly angry. Although there was no obvious change in his expression, she could tell the insincerity in his words.

What does this have to do with her?

She doesn't think of herself as the owner of this place. She can't afford it.

Bai Mingyue couldn't help but look sideways at Su Zhe, blaming him for not being able to speak.

The latter looked at her innocently, with long, narrow, charming peach eyes, looking at her deeply, as if to say, how can you bear to blame such a gentle and affectionate handsome man?

Bai Mingyue felt a chill. Su Zhe couldn't appreciate the peach blossom eyes that sparkled when she saw a woman.

She hurried into the kitchen. There was still some noodles in the pot. She took them out and finished them.

Mo Zihan went straight out after breakfast.

He ate very fast, and after breakfast, he threw his hand away and left. Su Zhe, who had only eaten half of the meal, could only throw away the other half of the unfinished noodles and quickly chased after them.

He was so upset that he couldn't figure it out. Didn't he just say that the visitor was a guest?

Is it necessary for mo shao to be so angry?

Although he had always had that cold, ice-cold face, he knew that Mo Zihan was unhappy.

I can't stand such a fickle and capricious man.

He once again mourned for bai Ming Yue. If he had been with such a man for a long time, would his heart rate be irregular?

He might even have a heart attack because he didn't know when he was going to lose face.

Bai Mingyue stayed in the villa for a day, watching tv and newspapers. He couldn't help but look at the recruitment column in the newspaper.

Seeing many jobs suitable for new graduates, she studied finance in college, a very popular major, and it was easy to find a job.

But no matter how easy it was to find, she couldn't go out to work at the moment.

Instead of going out to work and not making money, what are you going to do to make mom better?

You can't really ask Mo Zihan for money, can you?

She could not bear to think of such an action. She would not allow herself to degenerate so spinelessly.

Walking to the door of Mo Zihan's room, he couldn't help but raise his leg and kick his door. He took the door as Mo Zihan to vent his anger.

"Pervert, paralyzed man, ice-cold face, that's too much. Call you bully me, call you bully me."

Bai Mingyue kicked a few times and scolded, "I'm cooking for you, I'm at your beck and call, and you're still doing this to me. What kind of person is this? She's obviously a nanny, but she wants me to be a mistress, yah."