At dinner, Anyang brought someone to change the glass of Yin moting's villa. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Liu morxi still lying on the sofa, weak and motionless.
Yin moting sat opposite her and looked at her all the time. His eyes were full of helpless streamers.
They kept such a distance for a long time. Liu morxi didn't know what else to do, and Yin moting didn't know how to persuade her.
"President Yin." Anyang quietly asked for instructions, breaking the condensed atmosphere.
Yin moting looked back at him, raised his chin and motioned him to change it.
Anyang understood and directly took people to work. In less than half an hour, all the windows in the villa were replaced with bulletproof glass.
"Xi Xi, I asked people to replace all the glass with bulletproof material. You can't go anywhere without my permission."
"Why?" Liu morxi raised her eyes and stared at Yin moting stubbornly, "you house arrest, occupation, robber..." she searched for all the mean and crude words in her head, all on Yin moting's head.
Yin moting listened to her curse. The skin and flesh were not affected at all. The bright and beautiful eyes hung down, but he couldn't hide his guilt, "even if it is!"
If Liu morxi had to misunderstand him, he had nothing to explain to her now.
For her safety, it doesn't matter if she wants to identify her as a cannibal devil. Yin moting can ensure her absolute safety only if she stays in the villa.
"Eat!" Yin Mo Ting stood up, walked to the opposite side, tentatively pulled Liu Mo Xi's hand, and was thrown away by her.
On his stubborn face, he was sprayed with dissatisfaction and stubborn temper.
Liu morxi himself went to the table and sat down on the chair. The shaking chair rubbed against the floor with a harsh sound. She has been breathing heavily, and now her heartache is more than anger.
Yin moting quietly walked to her and sat down. She was noble, elegant and silent
He always added vegetables to her bowl and chose what she loved to eat. The bowl in front of Liu morxi soon became a hill.
"Eat something. I'll take you somewhere later." Yin moting's tone of persuading her to eat was a little begging.
Ling's housekeeper and maids watched Yin moting's flattery, and Liu morxi was unmoved. Housekeeper Ling felt that the atmosphere in the room was extremely cold and would freeze to death without saying anything.
"Miss Liu, is today's meal not to your taste? I'll cook what you want to eat."
"No, sister Ling, it's very good. I'll eat it."
Liu morxi found that if he vomited his temper at dinner, it was housekeeper Ling and the girls who suffered.
Even if it's playing with temper and competing with Yin moting, they can't embarrass them from these things. It's good for her to compare them.
She picked up her chopsticks, stared at the dishes in the bowl, and then frantically pulled out all the dishes that Yin moting had given her, pouted all over the table, and then ate a big meal.
Yin moting frowned and looked at her playing such a temper. Now she began to hate him, but it doesn't matter. The misunderstanding will be solved one day. Now she just wants to eat.
Compared with losing her temper and spoiling food, Yin Mo Ting is most worried about whether she doesn't eat or drink. What can she do if she is hungry.
He thought to himself: it's always better for Ken to lose his temper than for her to stay motionless in the corner.