Chapter 15

Zeng Ying's mood is a little complicated. She has been Shuya's assistant for half a year. In her heart, Shuya is a very easy-going person. She doesn't have a star shelf at all. Unlike some artists who call their assistant as a servant and shout around.

Shuya is modest and friendly to the people around her. She is serious and hard-working. She is beautiful and hot. In Zeng Ying's heart, Shuya is perfect, but why can't she have a clear relationship with such people?

Zeng Ying stood at the door, sighed, raised her hand slowly, and reluctantly rang the doorbell.

Han Mo turned down the music.

"Dad, are you a guest?" Xuanxuan also stopped modeling.

"Maybe, Dad, go and have a look." The original owner has no friends and relatives. Han Mo really can't think of anyone who will ring the doorbell at night.

When the door gradually opened, Han Mo saw a petite girl who looked very neat. The memory of the Central Plains Lord ran rapidly in his mind. Han Mo recognized that this person was Zeng Ying, Shuya's assistant.

Han Mo frowned slightly, didn't speak, paused, and politely let Zeng Ying in.

Zeng Ying was surprised. Although she only came to Han Mo's house twice, she handed over the work directly at the door and never went in, and Han Mo's lazy and decadent attitude left a deep impression on her.

She didn't go in, but because of curiosity, she looked around the house intentionally or unintentionally. She could only see the living room, which was enough to shock Zeng Ying. That's what a random word can describe.

But today, Zeng Ying always felt that Han Mo in front of her was different from before, but she couldn't tell what was different. She didn't go inside. Although Han Mo was different this time, she still couldn't change the terrible image in her heart. Zeng Ying didn't want to stay for more than a minute.

Han Mo was just polite. After all, it was impolite to block others outside the door and didn't know her well. The other party wasn't ready to go inside. Han Mo also stood in the hall and didn't say more.

"This is the rent and living expenses. Sister Shuya asked me to give it to you." Zeng Ying took out a paper bag from her bag.

Han Mo lightly looked at the paper bag and moved his eyes to Zeng Ying. He could see Zeng Ying's aversion to herself.

Seeing that Han Mo didn't receive the money immediately, Zeng Ying thought he was taking cash, so she wasn't happy. "Sister Shuya is afraid you're short of money. Let me send it quickly." The tone was casual but somewhat contemptuous.

Han Mo still didn't answer the paper bag. "The rent has been paid. I have the living expenses. Take it back."

Take it, take it back? Zeng Ying wondered if she had heard wrong. She only knew that in the past, he always thought he had little money and played late. It was incredible to hear that Han Mo would not want it for the first time.

"You, don't?" Zeng Ying blurted out in a surprised tone.

"No, you don't have to give me living expenses every month in the future. I have money and can take care of Xuanxuan." Han Mo's tone is very plain and his voice is not big, but he enunciates clearly and seriously.

The sudden change made Zeng Ying don't know how to do it for a moment. The bag of money was not put in, nor was it in her hand. Her eyes inadvertently glanced at the living room. She couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning, and her eyes widened.

If it weren't for the furniture or the previous style, she couldn't believe it. The house was Han Mo's home. It was clean, tidy and spotless. Zeng Ying suddenly took back her eyes and looked at Han Mo again. It was still this face, but it was different from before.

"Aunt Zeng Ying!" Xuanxuan jumped down from the sofa and her little skirt was dancing in the air.

Xuanxuan's crisp voice alleviated Zeng Ying's embarrassment at the moment. She quickly turned her eyes to the direction of the voice, which shocked her even more, "Xuanxuan... You're beautiful."

"Thank you, aunt Zeng Ying." The little guy has a sweet mouth.

Xuanxuan's appearance is naturally high. Her father is handsome and her mother is beautiful. She has taken the advantages of two people. Although she is young, she is already a beauty. But in the past, whether she went to school to pick up Xuanxuan or met Xuanxuan at Han Mo's house, as long as she lives with her father, Xuanxuan is like a little clay figurine. She is in a mess. Thanks to her high appearance, she can't see it, but now

Zeng Ying couldn't help opening her mouth. She was so beautiful that she found herself poor in words for the first time.

The little guy ran to his father, "aunt Zeng Ying, my father is great. We also had a seafood dinner today. My father made it for me personally, and it was eaten up by Xuanxuan." The little guy tried his best to show off and looked at his father with a proud face.

Han Mo was amused by the little guy's words and expression, and fondly touched the child's head.

Suddenly the little guy seemed to remember something and said excitedly, "is mom back?"

Zeng Ying hasn't sobered up from her continuous surprise since entering the door today, nodded, "back, back." Zeng Ying leaned over and looked at Xuanxuan gently. "Will your aunt pick you up from kindergarten after school tomorrow?"

Xuanxuan nodded hard, "OK."

The little guy likes to be with her father, but she also wants her mother. She hasn't seen her mother for a long time.

What should be done has been done and what should be said has been said. Han Mo doesn't want money himself. Zeng Ying is surprised, but she can't force her. After saying goodbye to Xuanxuan, she walks out of Han Mo's house.

Zeng Ying couldn't wait to go downstairs. She just took two steps and dialed Shuya's phone to tell Shuya what happened today. Only then did she breathe a long sigh of relief.

The father and daughter who were interrupted by the performance sounded music again and performed heartily on their T-stage. The little guy just walked back and forth on the sofa. Han Mo's phone rang. He knew who it was with his eyes closed. It's sad to say that the original owner was really sad. There was only one person's name on the call record.

Shu Ya was a little angry. He didn't know why, but he was uncomfortable. "Why don't you want my money."

Han Mo just got on the phone, Shuya suddenly clanged and said that he was stunned. It took a few seconds to answer, "Oh, I have money."

Shuya's eyes trembled slightly. For so long, she was responsible for Han Mo's rent and children's living expenses. Han Mo always took it with money and asked her if she had no money. She was used to it, but this time Han Mo turned down her money so resolutely.

"Well... Have you found a job?" Shuya heard Han Mo's voice, and her anger gradually decreased.

"Not yet. I'm looking for it. But the rent and living expenses are enough. I don't have to give me money in the future. "

Shuya was not surprised and angry when she just received Zeng Ying's phone call, but a kind of loss. This inexplicable emotion stuck in her throat and hung up the phone with a gentle "Oh".

Although there is a memory of the original owner in his consciousness, Han Mo can easily get along with Xuanxuan. But he didn't know how to talk to Shuya. Han Mo was relieved to hear the beep on the phone.

Shu Ya at the other end of the phone is in a complicated mood with a long eyebrow.

"Every time I call that bastard, it's like this. Why bother?" Peng Ye pressed out half of the cigarette butts in the ashtray and said, "Yaya, I broke up with that boy earlier. He has no future and will drag you down."

"This time is different. Han Mo has really changed. He doesn't want my money. He said he will pay the rent and living expenses himself." Shuya explained.

Peng Ye sneered and shook his head helplessly. She picked Shuya from a group of people and promoted Shuya from an 18 line supporting role to one of the best young Huadan in China today. Peng Ye is not only an agent, but also like relatives. She knows more about Shuya and Han Mo than anyone else. Han Mo said that he would change and make money by his own ability. Peng ye would rather believe that the sow would go up the tree.

"Don't think too much. Your money is not good. It's all your hard-earned money. Why give it to him. Rest early. There will be a press conference tomorrow. "

"Sister Peng, we overheard them talking about Han Mo on TV today. Could it be him?"

Peng Ye rolled his eyes silently, "silly girl, don't dream."

Shuya's eyes flickered slightly, sighed softly, and didn't defend again.