Chapter 2205： His throat tumbled, suppressing a certain thought in his heart

Chapter 2205 His throat rolled, suppressing a certain thought in his heart...

At night, while Tan Qingqing was working in the study, Mo Ziyi came to her home again.

Hearing the sound of the door, she turned her head to look, and met his gaze standing at the door. There was a touch of astonishment across her eyes. He was not happy when he left in the afternoon. Why did he come again?

In the backlight, his eyes were deep, his handsome facial features were full of coolness, his good-looking brows were slightly frowned, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied that she was still sick, so he abused himself like this.

"Go downstairs for dinner."

After looking at each other for a moment, Mo Ziyi stepped up towards her.

Qin Qingqing turned her head and looked at the computer. After a few minutes, the drawing was finished.

She didn't stop her hands, she said faintly, "I'm not hungry yet, don't worry about me."

"The picture you drew is quite good, it just happens that the group is short of people, so let's go to work after two days of illness."

"I will not go."

If you refuse, leave it without thinking.

The next second, Tan Qingqing felt a chill behind her.

"Are you afraid of facing me every day?"

Mo Ziyi's mouth evokes a playful arc, and he stretched out his hand to pull her up, forcing her to look at him.

Tan Qingqing's breathing choked.

Looking at his sharp eyes, her face changed a little, and she frowned, "You think too much."

"Don’t forget, you are one of the three largest shareholders of the group..."

"Whoever stipulates that the major shareholders must go to work, I am not used to the nine-to-five life, I want to open my own studio."

"Open your own studio?"

Mo Ziyi was not surprised by her answer, Zhang Minghui told him a few days ago, Qin Qingqing said that she wanted to open her own studio.

"Since you opened your own studio, what are you doing so desperately." She scanned the drawing on her computer, and she didn't forget to work when she was sick.

He pulled her around and left, "Go downstairs for dinner, and work after catching a cold in a few days. What location do you want to open your studio? After four years of absence, you must not understand G city now. Let Zhang Minghui help you find a facade."

After saying this, Qin Qingqing has been pulled out of the master bedroom and walked towards the stairs.

Qin Qingqing was a little baffled.

I don't understand the person who was ridiculing the questioning just because she was unwilling to go to work. In the blink of an eye, why didn't she get angry again, and she had to find a face for her.

Suddenly echoed in her ears what Zhang Minghui said on the day she returned to China.

The brain hasn’t made a decision yet, and it has already said, “Didn’t the luxury brand house you built still keep a shop? Just rent one to me.”

The words fell, not only was she surprised.

Mo Ziyi, who was pulling her ahead, turned back suddenly.

Because he suddenly stopped and turned around, Tan Qingqing hit him directly in the chest.

Heartbeat suddenly messed up.

In the entangled breath, the man condensed her eyes and turned deeper.

The shock in the eyes is so obvious.

Tan Qingqing subconsciously leaned her upper body back, struggling with her hands, she could only keep a little distance apart, not wanting to be disturbed by his breath.

"Do you know that street?"

For a while, he asked quietly.

Locked her eyes deep and sharp.

He made it by himself.

Since they broke up, he started three months after she went abroad.

Qin Qingqing struggled with his grasping hand again, her voice was a little stiff, "I saw it the day I returned to China."

"Have you ever been shopping?"

The sharp light at the bottom of his eyes was replaced by a touch of softness, and the magnetic voice seemed to have a touch of depressed emotion.

If you don’t listen carefully, you can’t tell.

Qin Qingqing blinked and shook her head slightly, "I will be back to City A the next day after returning to China. I haven't had a chance to go shopping yet."

"Then go after dinner."

"what?"

For a time, Tan Qingqing did not respond.

What a few words, it became like this.

Recollected what he said in his heart, and made sure that he was talking about having dinner.

She hadn't figured out whether to agree or refuse, Mo Ziyi had already curled his lips and smiled.

The mood became clear, "Let's go, I will take you around after dinner. City G has changed a lot in the past four years. I will take you around in a while."

He speaks clearly and cheerfully.

Different from the low voice just now, it has a seductive charm.

Qin Qingqing was infected by his good mood, and a smile appeared on her delicate little face, "Okay, I haven't been shopping anyway. Brother Xiaohui also said that if I come back in a few years, I won't even be able to find home. ."

Mo Ziyi laughed, “He’s right, you won’t even be able to find a home in a few years. There were plans for our area.”

But he stopped.

not only prevented the above from thinking about this piece, but also bought the other villas.

There are no other people in this area except for a few of them.

Compared with his father Mo Xiuchen who only wants to accompany him. His mother's warm dream, Mo Ziyi has lofty ideals.

In recent years, he has not only sold Haochen's products to more than ten countries, he has become the youngest top ten rich man on the Forbes list, and he also has high demands on his quality of life.

The reason why he bought other villas in this area was because he wanted to build a castle.

"What's the plan?"

Qin Qingqing asked strangely.

A pair of eyes are shining like stars in the night sky.

Mo Ziyi looked at her like this, smelled the familiar fragrance on her body, her Adam's apple tumbling slightly, suppressing a certain thought in her mind.

said lightly, “That’s what happened before, and I’ll tell you later when I have a chance.”

"Shao Yi, Miss Qingqing."

Downstairs, the servant saw Mo Ziyi holding Qin Qingqing's hand down, his eyes flashed with astonishment, and then he greeted with joy.

"Auntie, bring the food to the table."

Mo Ziyi gave an order, then took Tan Qingqing to the dining room and seated her on a chair.

The servant quickly brought the food up.

Because of Tan Qingqing's cold, there are only two vegetarian dishes and no meat.

"Eat."

"Just these two dishes?"

Qin Qingqing glanced at the dishes on the table, then turned to look at the entrance of the restaurant.

Waited for a minute, but I didn’t see my aunt again bringing food in.

Mo Ziyi picked up a vegetable heart and put it in her bowl, and said calmly, "You can't eat meat if you have a cold."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Qin Qingqing herself feels indifferent.

But Mo Ziyi likes to eat meat.

Mo Ziyi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It doesn't matter if you don't eat meat for a meal."

Qin Qingqing heard what he said, and stopped saying anything, lowered her head and concentrated on eating.

For a while, there was no voice in the restaurant, only the slight noise of chopsticks hitting the plate.

But the atmosphere is not stagnant.

A faint warmth flows in the air instead.

It seems to be back to four years ago.

From the initial break, to now being able to sit peacefully and eat together, Mo Ziyi and Tan Qingqing never thought that this day would come so soon.

I have lived together for eighteen years, and the tacit understanding has not dissipated with the separation of four years.

When Tan Qingqing put down his chopsticks, Mo Ziyi instinctively took out a tissue and handed it to her.

(End of this chapter)