Never deeply in love

"Miss bai has already bought a cell phone, and I have already made up the number for her." Su Zhe reported truthfully.

"Yes." Mo-tse han could not help but frown when he saw that he was only talking about these small things.

"But..."

"But what?"

"The phone miss bai bought only cost..." Su zhe held back a smile, stretched out two fingers, and then extended a hand, indicating.

He looked so strange that Mo Zihan could not help but frown. He just bought a phone for Bai Mingyue. Why was Su Zhe's expression so strange?

Did she spend a lot of money on a cell phone?

How much? One two, one five, is that 25, 000 or 250, 000? Did she take the opportunity to kill someone?

But not to mention 250,000, even if it really cost 2.5 million, it was nothing to him.

Mo Zihan was a little impatient. "Charge me..."

"Miss bai only spent two hundred and fifty..." Su Zhe looked at Mo Zihan, a rare, wonderful face in a hundred years, and continued with a suppressed smile, "... Ten yuan."

Two hundred and fifty dollars. God knows how awkward and embarrassing he felt when he paid.

Just think about it. Even the clothes he was wearing were five-figure starting handsome men, taking the girl to buy a 250 yuan mobile phone, this style...

Young master Mo didn't see how everyone in the mall, including the customers, looked at him.

But bai Ming Yue insisted on the 250 yuan phone, which didn't even have internet access, or she wouldn't want it.

He was the one who was so embarrassed at the time, but come back and think about it now. Anyway, young master Mo, who bought Bai Mingyue a cell phone, should be the one who was really embarrassed. Young master Mo was also the one who lost him.

Looking at young master Mo's brilliant face, he had reason to believe that miss bai had done it on purpose.

Seeing that Mo Zihan's face was getting uglier and uglier, Su Zhe cleared his throat and continued to speak fearlessly, carefully telling him the details.

"However, miss bai bought this cell phone. The price of the cell phone counter was originally 299, but miss bai insisted on bargaining with others. She insisted that it would be 250. She said she liked 250. She bought it immediately, so..."

"Enough." Mo Zihan suddenly drank low, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, his eyes as sharp as a knife, shooting straight at him.

Young master Mo was already on the verge of rage, and there was no guarantee that he would actually explode. Su Zhe shut up wisely and left quickly, far away from the storm, or it would be him.

"Well, young master Mo, there's nothing else. I'm going to do something else first."

Su Zhe said as he dodged. He quickly opened the door of his office and went out. He had just taken a foot, then stopped and turned around.

"Oh yes, young master Mo, miss bai only spent two hundred and fifty yuan. There's no need to charge you for such a small amount of money. I've already paid for it..."

Two hundred and five is a good number. It's so cute.

Mo-tse responded with a cold, piercing look that almost pierced his face.

Su Zhe quickly pulled out his other foot and slammed the door shut.

No wonder he didn't receive a credit card reminder on his phone.

Mo-tse's face was cold and angry. This damn woman did it on purpose.

Did she deliberately embarrass him? Very well.

Mo-tse glanced coldly at the closed door of the office. The thought of letting his all-purpose assistant see such a good show made him feel depressed.

No matter which man buys a phone for his own woman at such a price, there's no place for him to save face.

Su Zhe, that idiot, really bought it for her, and he was thick-skinned enough.

Wouldn't he just throw out a stack of money? What kind of phone she bought was her business, and how much did he pay for it?

Mo Zihan had never felt that his omnipotent assistant was indescribably unreliable.

For the first time, Su Zhe, who was not considered by young master Mo to be an ordinary person, walked out of the ceo's office with a smile that looked like an idiot under the surprised gaze of all the employees in the company.

The first time I saw someone come out of the president's office, I would be so happy. Even as the president's assistant, the president's character, who could come out of his office with a smile?

It's lucky not to cry.

Su Zhe doesn't care how others look at him like he's an idiot. He's in a good mood.

Young master Mo's eyes were so special. Where did he find such an interesting woman?

When he thought of Mo Zihan's constipated expression, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. When did he see Mo Zihan being played like this?

Just as he was enjoying himself, Mo Zihan called.

Su zhe scratched his head and then smiled. Ah, sure enough, young master Mo's joke wasn't good. He had to pay for it. He didn't know how Mo Zihan wanted to retaliate.

But it didn't matter, because the joke was too much to watch.

"Young master Mo..."

As soon as the call was connected, before Su Zhe could ask, Mo Zihan's voice had already sounded. With only one sentence, he hung up.

In ten minutes, send a new cell phone to his office.

Damn.

Su zhe was holding the phone that had been hung up, so he couldn't help but jump. It would take five minutes to drive from here to the nearest mobile phone store nearby. It would take ten minutes to go back and forth.

Young master Mo was trying to make things difficult for him.

Too childish.

However, this kind of difficult to Mo-tse han used a method, it was nothing at all, completely acceptable.

Having been his assistant for so many years, Mo Zihan's character was enough to keep him going until now. It was enough to prove that he was tough.

So, Su Zhe strode away and did as Mo Zihan told him. He called back fearlessly. "Young master Mo, what's the price of the phone?"

There must be some hints.

He knew with his toes that young master Mo had asked him to buy a new cell phone. Besides for miss bai, who else could it be?

As expected, the cold and arrogant man's self-esteem was also severely damaged.

That miss bai was definitely a talent.

Mo-tse han received a call from Su Zhe in his office and almost didn't want to fire him.

The landline in the office rang, and he picked it up in annoyance and spat out a cold word, "Say it."

"Young master." Aunt Fang's voice on the other end of the phone paused, as if he could hear the unhappiness in his voice.

Mo-tse returned to his senses and asked strangely, "Aunt Fang, how can I call the company?"

If there's anything at home, you should call him directly.

At this moment, he heard a gentle voice coming from the microphone. "Give it to me. I'll talk to him."

He recognized the voice of his mother, Wen Lan.

A moment later, Wen Lan's voice came from the microphone. Mo Zihan's agitated mood was strangely relieved.

After all, this was the mother who gave birth to him, and the love between mother and son, even if not said, was self-evident.

"Zi Han."

"Mom, what's the matter?"

I wanted to call you on your cell phone, but I was afraid that you would have some social engagements and it would be hard to interrupt. So I called your office directly. I thought if you answered, it would mean that you were in the company and didn't have any social engagements, so you wouldn't be afraid to disturb your important social engagements."

Wen Lan explained that this was her character. She was always so understanding and considerate of her family, whether it was her husband or her son.

But sometimes, Mo Zihan always felt that her mother was too kind, and sometimes, too kind, it was not a good thing.

But this was his biological mother who raised him. What could he say?

"Mom, what's the matter?" Mo Zihan asked.

"Zi Han, you haven't been home for dinner in a long time." Wen lan seemed to sigh, and her voice sounded a little sad.

"I'm sorry, mom. There are a lot of things going on at the office. I'll definitely go back when I have time."

Mo Zihan frowned. He didn't want to upset his mother, but the thought of facing his brother, who was as cold and heartless as a snake, the thought of what he had done to him, and the way he acted in front of everyone.

No matter how calm he looked on the surface, he could not remain unmoved.

He didn't want to feel bad for himself. If it wasn't for his mother's feelings,

Both of them were her children. If she knew the truth that he almost lost his leg in a car accident, she would be in pain.

Wen Lan didn't know what Mo Zihan was thinking. Hearing him say that, he couldn't help but complain to him, "You always say that you will come back when you have time. You say that you have time. Is it just a few months?"

Mo-tse coughed and felt uncomfortable. "Mom, I..."

"Let's go home tonight. I know you're busy, but ying xue just came in. This is her first time attending a family dinner as a daughter-in-law in our Mo family. How can you be a big brother and not be there? I have to come back."

Wen Lan gently advised.

Mo Zihan remained silent for a moment and finally agreed, "I know mom, I'll go back."

"That's the deal. We're all waiting for you to come back to Ocean View Villa for the family dinner. It's been a long time since the family ate together. Don't let mom down."

Wen Lan was relieved to know that he would never go back on his promise.

"Um, mom, is there anything else?" Mo-tse said coldly.

"Zi Han, bring miss bai with you." Afraid that he would hang up, Wen Lan quickly suggested.

"Mom, there's no need for that." Mo Zihan frowned at the thought of that hateful woman.

He hasn't even settled with her yet.

"Why not? Didn't you say at Xiao Ran's wedding that she was your girlfriend? If she was your girlfriend, why didn't you bring her home for mom and dad to meet? That's it. I'll wait for you tonight."

Don't you know what kind of temper a son has as a mother?

Although Wen Lan was gentle, he knew how to hold his son and didn't talk to him. After that, he hung up the phone without giving him any room to refute.

Mo Zihan heard a flurry of beeps on the phone and had to put down the phone.

It seems that he must not only go to Ocean View Villa for a family dinner tonight, but also take that woman Bai Mingyue with him.

When he thought of that woman, he was somewhat unhappy.

Just as he was thinking about it, the office door was knocked.

Mo Zihan's thoughts were interrupted and he turned the pen in his hand without raising his head. "Come in."

The door of the office was pushed open, and Su Zhe came in with a new cell phone to hand him over.