Chapter 112

There used to be servants at Chi's house, but she only asked hourly workers to clean the house for several years when she moved out. She was not used to it for a while.

She teased her long hair. "I eat porridge and buns."

"Yes, I'll bring it to you."

After breakfast, Chi Huan thought for a long time with her mobile phone in her hand. She still ordered the man's name in the address book and dialed out the phone.

The voice was deep and sweet, but it could have been very gentle, but the tone was a little indifferent, "did you have breakfast?"

She pressed her lips. "Yes."

"Yuelin will follow up on your father's affairs. He will tell you any progress and results. You don't have to worry too much."

Chi Huan waited a few seconds to answer, "Oh, yes."

After a few seconds of silence, the man over there asked, "is there anything else?"

"No more."

"Tell me if you need anything, eh?"

"Then send me Yuelin's phone number."

"Good."

It's useless to talk with Mo Shiqian, especially when there's nothing to say. It's like an embarrassing sentence, "I'll hang up."

"If you want to go out, call enko."

"Oh."

The man's voice was low and light, "see you at night."

"Bye."

After the phone hung up, she looked down at the screen until the automatic lock screen went dark.

From this man, she can feel thoughtful care, but less warm intimacy -

or, she should not have any emotion originally, but this care is too thoughtful, which contrasts her distance from him, so there is a gap that she can feel.

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Mo Shiqian sends Yuelin's cell phone number. She dials it. She wants to see Chi'an again. By the way, she has a specific understanding What is the general outcome of this case.

Yuelin promised to spend time with her at four in the afternoon.

Mo Shiqian arranged a special moving company to move her things to No. 10 mansion, and also sent a reliable and handy servant to go there. But Chi Huan was not at ease, and some things did not like being touched by others, so he used to supervise the work personally.

She only let them carry some necessary things and clothes of this season. The rest stayed in the apartment.

Subconsciously, I didn't think I would live there for a long time.

Just now - she has no capital and no reason to refuse moshiqian's request. When she was young, she began to wander in the entertainment circle. Although her temperament has not been tempered, she still knows when necessary.

What's more, Mo Shiqian is kind to her. She knows why she doesn't know what to do.

At about eleven o'clock, she was cleaning up her laptop and iPad in her study. Her mobile phone on her desk suddenly rang.

She didn't think much and reached for it.

As he sorted out the college textbooks, he said, "Hello, who is that?"

There was no talk for several seconds.

"Hello?"

Still quiet, Chi Huan frowned. "I'll hang up if I don't speak again."

Just about to hang up, there was a sudden noise.

"Happy."

Her action of taking the book stopped in an instant, and her tiptoe heel fell back to the ground. Half of the books were taken out because she suddenly let go of it and hit her foot directly.

Her face was wrinkled with pain, but it didn't make a sound.

Over there I repeated, "happy."

Chi Huan's pretty face frosted with cold, "who are you?"

The head sighed, "do you have time?"

"No."

After a quiet time, there was some coldness, but the slow and peaceful voice continued to sound, "you always have to eat at noon. I invite you to have dinner. In Xiaonanguo on Bijing Road, at half past eleven, I've booked a box, and I'll wait for you to come here."

Chi Huan didn't speak, but his face was colder.

Slowly and lightly, he added, "I heard about your father..."

Without expression, she hung up the phone directly.

She sat back in the chair in front of her desk, and her fingers fell on her knees. Looking at the bright sunshine outside, she felt cold all over her body, and her heart filled with a feeling that she had not felt for a long time, and her fingers curled up little by little.

Up to noon, Chi Huan sat in her study and didn't go out with the people who moved for her, but occasionally they would come in and ask a few questions. She answered them simply and calmly.

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At 12 o'clock, there is a white Ferrari on Bijing road and the parking lot in front of Xiaonanguo.

Anke looked at the woman who was silent all the way in the rearview mirror and asked carefully, "Miss Chi, do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, you can find a place nearby for lunch. I'll call you later."As a bodyguard, Anke's business ability is impeccable and conscientious, but she never says or asks more.

"Yes, Miss Chi."

Chi Huan got out of the car. Today, she was wearing that dark blue coat. She had sunglasses on her big face. Her hair fell down like seaweed on her waist. Her features were pretty, but her eyes were still.

It's a ten centimeter high-heeled shoe with a straight back.

Anke watched her figure disappear, hesitated for a while, and still made a phone call to Mo Shiqian with her mobile phone.

"Mr. mo."

"What is it?"

"It seems that someone asked Miss chi to have dinner. On the way I saw her over I don't think she's in the right mood. Would you like to call her? "

The man is silent a few seconds, light ask, "about where?"

"Xiaonanguo on Bijing road."

"I see."

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It was the most luxurious box in Xiaonanguo. When the waiter opened the door for her, Chi Huan stood at the door and saw two women sitting at the table.

The two are of the same age, and even the gas field has two similar women.

There was a cold and mocking curve on her lips. The first reaction was to turn around and leave, but the next second, she held back.

The first to speak is Mrs. Mo, with her usual smile on her face, "what are you doing standing at the door? Come in soon."

Chi Huan hooks her lips and goes in.

She raised her hand and took off the sunglasses, put them aside with the bag, sat down, did not look at the two women on the table, casually turned over the menu placed in front of her by the waiter, and said lazily, "give me a glass of water."

"Good lady."

The waiter took the door out, and she still lowered her head and thumbed through the menu.

"Happy."

She was called a middle-aged woman about the age of Mrs. mo. she had black hair in a meticulous bun and wore a large brand customized overcoat of great value. Her temperament was cold and unsmiling.

Chi Huan's eyes didn't lift. He said lightly, "shouldn't you order first? The waiting time is not short."

Madame Mo smiled and looked more warm and friendly in contrast, saying, "Huanhuan should be hungry. Order a meal first."

The woman opposite Mrs. Mo frowned and said, "are you so rude? As soon as you come in, no one cares. "