Never deeply in love

Auntie fang smiled, "Why bother miss bai? Madam asked me to come over. She said that I should make more food and give miss bai a good tonic."

As aunt Fang spoke, he adjusted the fire and continued to stew, unbuttoning the apron around his waist.

"Miss bai, I've cooked a few dishes and this soup has been stewing for over an hour. What do you want to eat? Eat it while it's hot."

Bai Mingyue didn't expect Wen Lan to treat her like Mo Zihan's girlfriend. He cared so much about her and blushed. "Aunt Fang, are you leaving now?"

"Yes, I have to go home today to see my grandson." Aunt Fang seemed to be in a good mood, and his eyes were especially loving.

Bai Mingyue couldn't keep her any longer, so he thanked her politely, "Please, I'll take you out."

Aunt Fang pointed to the refrigerator again. "By the way, miss bai, I don't think there's anything to eat in the fridge. I went to buy a lot of things and came back. Take a look. I don't think miss bai needs to buy these two days by herself."

Bai Mingyue was happy. It was good that aunt Fang came back. He did everything so well.

It was really inconvenient for her to go out and buy food these two days.

After sending aunt Fang away, Bai Mingyue was in a better mood. He had some soup and a big lunch. Mo Zihan's mother was really in time. When she needed someone to take care of her the most, she asked aunt Fang to come over.

His son was so cold and scary, he was a devil. But her mother was as kind and affectionate as an angel. Why are there so many differences between mother and son? Mo Zihan didn't pick it up. He couldn't have been genetically altered.

For days on end, Bai Mingyue deliberately avoided Mo Zihan, not wanting to see him.

When Mo Zihan returned to the villa and did not see Bai Mingyue again, his face turned cold. He was not used to not seeing her, nor did he like her deliberately avoiding him. Don't think that he can tolerate her just because she's hurt.

Mo Zihan called her directly. When the call was connected, he spat out two words coldly, "Come out." He hung up the phone. Leaning lazily on the sofa, her legs crossed and she threw her phone aside.

He rubbed his brows in annoyance. After a busy day at the company, he was tired and impatient.

Mo Zihan raised his hand to his side and counted the time in his heart. On the count of three, Bai Mingyue had already walked up to him, pursed his lips and stood with his head down without saying a word.

Mo-tse looked at her with cold eyes for a while. She seemed to be in good spirits, even though she looked very sulky. "Get me a glass of water."

The more she looked like this, the more he wanted to order her around.

Bai Mingyue glanced at him, half dead in his heart. In the end, he didn't say anything. He turned around silently and went to pour him a glass of water as he instructed.

Damn Mo Zihan, he has to pour a glass of water. A three-year-old can pour water for himself. He's not even as good as a three-year-old.

Mo-tse looked at her coldly and gulped it down.

"Go cook."

Putting down the glass, he gave another expressionless order. "Don't talk," he said." He'll see if she can really keep quiet."

Bai Mingyue gritted his teeth. Damn it. She did this and ordered her to do this and that. Mo Zihan was really abnormal.

Finally, Bai Mingyue couldn't help but say, "Aunt Fang came over today, stewed the soup and cooked a lot of dishes. Is this enough?"

Mo-tse raised his eyebrows and looked at her. Finally, he couldn't pretend to be mute. He nodded expressionlessly. "Yes."

Bai Mingyue turned around and walked into the kitchen. The food was ready to heat up, and she didn't eat much at noon.

Mo-tse was scolded a thousand times in her heart. Fortunately, aunt Fang came over today. Otherwise, she would have to cook for him because of her injuries. She would be angry if she thought about it.

She didn't know that auntie fang would be here today. It was Mo Zihan's arrangement.

The food quickly warmed up, and Bai Mingyue brought it to the table to remind Mo Zihan to eat.

After setting up the dishes, Mo Zihan sat down opposite her and was about to start. Seeing that bai Ming Yue was standing there motionless, he could not help but frown. "Sit down."

"I'm not hungry." Bai Mingyue shook her head. It was only yesterday that she had a bad time. Can she eat with him today?

"Don't let me say it again." Mo Zihan looked at him with a deep voice and a cold look in his eyes.

Bai Mingyue bit his lips and looked at him angrily, so he sat down opposite him.

She just didn't want to eat with him, she just didn't want to look at him.

But Mo Zihan obviously didn't feel that way.

The two of them finished their meal in silence.

Mo-tse han took a napkin and wiped his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on her. After a moment, he suddenly said, "Do you want to go to work?"

Bai Mingyue paused and looked at him in surprise. "What did you say?"

Mo Zihan narrowed his eyes, a little impatient, and was dissatisfied with her asking questions.

Bai Mingyue looked at him in disbelief and asked again, "Young master Mo, do you, do you agree with me going out to work?"

Mo Zihan nodded.

Bai Mingyue was surprised when he suddenly brought it up. Seeing that he was serious, he couldn't help but be happy. He nodded heavily and stammered, "I, I'll go find a job tomorrow. Uh, well, thank you."

She didn't ask why. She didn't need to know that much anyway, as long as he agreed to let her go out to work. At least she could get some freedom and earn some money on her own so that she could have a better life for her mother.

Seeing her happy face, Mo Zihan was stunned for a moment. The reason he agreed to let her go to work was because she was alone in the villa, worried that Shangguan Yingxue would trouble her again, afraid that she would get into trouble again.

"No," Mo Zihan said, looking at her. He had already made arrangements. "You work directly at the Han mang film and television."

Seeing that she was stunned, Mo Zihan looked up and said proudly, "Not everyone can get a chance to work in the Han mang film and television."

He said this with certainty and arrogance.

Big companies like Han mang film and television group have very strict requirements for hiring.

Of course, in contrast, the treatment is also one of the best in the industry.

Bai Mingyue bit his lips and asked, "I studied finance in college. Did you ask me to go to your company to do financial work?"

This job concerns Mo Zihan, so of course she needs to ask.

"Assistant." Mo Zihan looked at her, paused, and added, "My personal assistant."

"Your personal assistant?" Bai Mingyue widened his eyes and thought about it. He could only plead, "Can't you arrange a financial position for me? I will definitely do it."

"Whether you are a talented person or not has nothing to do with the difference in position." Mo-tse snorted coldly. "Do you think my personal assistant is a good one?"

"Eh?" Bai Mingyue was speechless. If it were anyone else, maybe she wouldn't have any opinions about the job.

After all, she lacked experience and any job was an opportunity for her.

But it would be different if it was about Mo Zihan. She was also a personal assistant. With her unknown relationship with Mo Zihan, how could she feel awkward?

"Don't you already have an assistant?" Bai Mingyue thought of Su Zhe and said honestly, "There's no need to hire another one."

Su Zhe almost took care of his personal affairs. He was all-rounder. He could do anything. What else could she do?

"How many assistants do I need you to remind me of?" He looked at her coldly and changed the subject. "You can refuse."

Mo Zihan's face suddenly darkened and said coldly, "Then stay at home."

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Bai Mingyue hurriedly said, nodding heavily. "When do I go to work?"

Anyway, she had no choice. It was better to go out to work than to be stuck here all day.

"When can you go to work?" Mo-tse looked at her coldly, and the knife wounds on her body were beginning to become infatuated.

"I can do it anytime, as soon as possible, or tomorrow." Bai Mingyue hurriedly replied. She stayed home all day long, and it was too painful.

"Tomorrow then."

Mo Zihan dropped a sentence and stood up to leave.

It would be good for her to go into the company and familiarize herself with the environment.

As his personal assistant, no one dared to order her around without him.

It was rare for Bai Mingyue to get excited. She could finally go out to work.

It's good to work at his company, and it's very difficult to find a job. Mo Zihan finally did a good thing.

She suddenly thought of something and asked loudly, "Young master Mo, what's my salary?"

She could not help but feel frustrated and almost forgot the most important point. To her, what was more important than money?

Mo Zihan paused and his eyes twitched. Was this woman so short of money? Thinking about it, "Treatment? It depends on your performance."

Mo-tse han turned to look at her with a meaningful expression on his face.

"Ah?" Bai Mingyue looked at him in shock. Did her performance determine her salary? No way, there must be a standard.

She hesitated to ask again, but Mo Zihan walked away without looking back.

Forget it, she didn't believe that as a great ceo, he could still lose her salary.

The next day, Bai Mingyue woke up early for the first time in the world and wore her long-sleeved pants as usual. It would be bad if someone saw her wound.

Never in my life have I been more excited and excited about a new day than I am today.

She cooked porridge, fried a few eggs, fried two side dishes, squeezed two cups of soy milk, steamed a plate of steamed dumplings, and made a hearty breakfast.

Mo Zihan came out and glanced at the table, noticing the difference in breakfast. Although he didn't say anything, he was very satisfied.

Unexpectedly, after simply satisfying her, his treatment also improved.

Bai Mingyue and he ate together, and it was no longer the same as before, either cautiously or with a drooping face.

Bai Mingyue saw that he had a good appetite, and almost all the breakfast on the table was gone.

Only the steamed dumpling bit one, then threw it aside and did not move.

She was a little surprised and asked, "Young master Mo, is there something wrong with this dumpling?"

"I don't eat carrots." Mo-tse glanced at the plate of dumplings and said coldly.

Bai Mingyue understood that the dumplings she made last time were made with corn and meat.