George came quickly. When he got out of the car, he saw Mo Jue sitting there leisurely drinking coffee. He walked over two steps and just wanted to talk. Mo Jue pointed to the coffee in front of him and said, "don't worry, sit down and have a cup of coffee first. Let's talk slowly."
Seeing that Mo Jue didn't look angry, George was slightly relieved, sat down opposite him and said, "thank you."
When he arrived here from the company, he was very worried all the way. He was afraid that Qiaoya was not very good and that this matter would cause problems in their plan. He even thought that Mo Jue might be angry to beat him, but he saw that he was still gentle and spoke to him without haste and impatience. He couldn't help feeling more grateful.
Mo Jue took a sip of his coffee and always looked at George across the street calmly. But if you look carefully, you can see the faint light hidden in the bottom of his eyes waiting to see a good play.
George took his coffee in his eyes, and as soon as he had a drink, his face turned black.
"Hey, don't waste." Mo Jue crossed his legs, looked at the way he was going to spray, and hurriedly took the next menu in front of him.
George's eyebrows were all twisted together. If he hadn't remembered to take care of his demeanor and image, his face would have been wrinkled into a bun.
He looked at Mo Jue strangely. It goes without saying who made the ghost, but he never thought that Mo Jue would play such a childish trick.
Mo Jue looked at him and said innocently, "what's the matter, isn't it good to drink?"
George took a swipe at the corner of his mouth, clenched his teeth and said, "it's delicious. You ordered it for me. Of course it's delicious."
But he could not help but make complaints about it.
"Drink more if you like." Mo Jue smiled and looked at him, "don't be thirsty after running all the way."
George doesn't understand what he means. Mo Jue really wants to beat him. It's good, but he doesn't come to fight and change to literary fight.
What can he do? It was his family that made a mistake. He had to bite the bullet and drink a cup of sour and astringent bitter coffee into his stomach.
Mo Jue looked at the clean coffee cup and snorted. He barely let him go.
After passing the pass, George quickly put the coffee cup far away, intending to be invisible. After this, he didn't want to see coffee for ten days and a half months.
After drinking the coffee, Mo Jue was angry. George looked straight and said, "what's the situation now and how are you going to fix it?"
"Wait." Mo Jue looked at the watch on his wrist and spit out two words coldly.
"Wait?" George frowned and wondered, "what are you waiting for?"
Mo Jue glanced at him: "wait until Yiyi and Shazhi find out the whereabouts of your good sister, and then we'll go there."
He used stress on the words "your good sister", and George couldn't tell the depression in his heart.
George looked a little embarrassed, his lips moved and said in a deep voice, "sorry, I..."
"Oh, Yiyi is so fast. He is really my most proud disciple."
As soon as George's words came out, Mo Jue interrupted him in a loud voice.
He was stunned. He saw Mo Jue holding his mobile phone in one hand and patting him on the shoulder in the other hand. He stood up and said, "I found it. Let's go."
George hurried to keep up with him. Mo Jue had already picked up Jane Yi's phone.
"Uh huh, I see. We'll go there now."
On the other side, Jian Yi probably heard him say "we". He was a little strange and asked one more question.
Now Mo Jue caught the chance and shouted, "Oh, who am I with? And your uncle."
Jane Yi nodded. When something happened to Qiaoya, George would deal with it. He was ready to hang up without saying more.
As a result, he didn't ask. Mo Jue boasted: "he's so stupid. Just after drinking a large cup of bitter coffee, you didn't see the little face wrinkled. Tut tut... But don't worry, master, I just took a picture and returned my hair to you. Remember to make an expression bag and send it to us."
Jian Yi: "... OK, just have fun."
George behind him stared at Mo Jue's back with resentment. Now he really doesn't feel sorry at all.
Mo Jue answered the phone and returned to the car. He just hung up with Jane Yi. He turned around and saw George's black face, smiling like an old and crafty fox. He even pretended to be nothing and said, "what's the matter with you? You look so unhappy."
George glanced at him, sighed fatally, shook his head and sat in the passenger seat.
No way, who let him not look after his sister? Mo Jue's prank can only be accepted.
The eldest childe of the Qiao family has a disheartened face. At first glance, he looks like a mute eating Coptis chinensis. Mo Jue smiles more happily. His cooperation makes him feel a lot blocked in his heart. He smiles and says, "Cheng, for your sake, I won't tease you."
"Oh... Oh... Thank you so much," George said with a smile.
Mo Jue glanced at him, restarted the car and said, "in fact, I know you are under great pressure. Seriously, it's difficult for anyone to put this matter aside."
George's eyes flashed slightly. Mo Jue finally said something in his heart today. Because of the accident of Qiaoya, the pressure in his heart is almost double. He should not only worry about Qiaoya's safety, but also worry about whether this action will be affected.
What happened last time was enough. He felt sorry for everyone, but now it happened again. He really didn't know how to face the people if there were any problems this time.
"Alas..." George sighed and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with one hand, as if he was very tired.
"But then again." Mo Jue patted him on the shoulder and said, "people are always yours. No matter how difficult it is, you can only bear it, can't you?"
Even if they recognize the brother George again, they can't love her and forgive her every time. As the eldest son of the Qiao family and Joey's brother, Joey has to bear.
George nodded, smiled bitterly and said, "I know. Otherwise, why do you think I'm going with you?"
Mo Jue was still serious. George thought he had finally talked to him. At this time, he suddenly grinned and said with a smile: "Oh, I thought you wanted me to buy you coffee."
"..." George, he really saw a ghost. He thought Mo Jue wanted to talk to him and believed what he said. That sentence did not tease him. It was for the wheels, right? He forgot everything as soon as he rolled on the ground.
He glanced angrily at Mo Jue, gnashing his teeth and said, "I can't get through this today, can I?"
At the moment, he doesn't know that the expression bag in the future is really "an unbearable obstacle".