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"I'll send you my seat." Zhao Xi didn't know where she was either, she just told the driver that she was going to the mall, and the driver brought her here.

"I'll pick you up in a while." Mo Ziran said with his usual overbearing tone.

The call ended.

Did you forget to say something?

"What are you doing at the handicraft store?"

"…"

Had he only heard her say no?

"Go buy chopsticks and bowls."

The bowls in the supermarket were too ordinary. How could they enter the eyes of the Mo family's second young master?

Mo Ziran remained silent for a few seconds, then hung up again.

"…"

What did his attitude mean?

Zhao Xi angrily kept his phone, and vowed never to pick up his phone again!

Zhao Xi sat in the carriage and closed her eyes to catch up on sleep. In order to buy vegetables from the supermarket, she had gotten up early today, even the time that the old man requested for her to wake up wasn't this early.

When she was still half asleep, someone knocked on her window twice. Zhao Xi suddenly woke up, pressed on the window, Sun Gu stood outside: "Miss Zhao, Mr. Mo is waiting for you."

"..." "So fast?"

Are they near here?

"After I knew that Miss Zhao had left early in the morning, Mr. Mo followed me out as well."

Before the phone call, Mr. Mo had already been walking around the streets for a long time.

Zhao Xi nodded, the smile on her face was warm and clean.

After informing the driver for a while, Zhao Xi followed Sun Gu to Mo Ziran's car.

The bodyguard then delivered the things she bought to Mo Ziran's team.

He wore a casual shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The top button of his shirt had unbuttoned two times, and a natural noble aura could be seen in his dark eyes.

"Did you look for me for a long time? "Why don't you just call me?" You had to call her because you couldn't find her on the street?

"I'd love to." Mo Ziran's eyes looked straight ahead, his boss unhappily instructed, "Drive the car."

"..."

He had already come to find her, but he still felt so awkward.

Zhao Xi took the initiative to approach him a little. "I've bought a lot of dishes, and they're all things that you like to eat. Let's go find some more beautiful dishes, okay?"

"What time is it? You want to starve me to death? " Was she not tired after wandering the streets so early today? He even wanted to buy a bowl?!

"But you said I had to buy all the dishes myself. Let's go find a place to eat. After we finish eating, we can go buy some. I'll make more tonight, okay?"

It was definitely too late.

"…"

Mo Ziran stared at her with his dark eyes, and pursed his lips: "I won't buy it, I'll do it."

Zhao Xi was startled, why was this man so fickle?

"But didn't you say that what you wanted me to do would suit you?"

Mo Ziran cast a sidelong glance at her, his possessive gaze naked expressed: "What you want to do and what I want to do? You want to try the kitchen? "

He specifically emphasized on rereading the word "do", making it extremely ambiguous to read a normal sentence.

"…"

Zhao Xi forgot how shameless he was.

After a few turns, the car stopped in front of a court-like villa.

The fountain occupied almost half of the square in front of the villa, and the white marble floor was spotless.

The door slowly opened and the servants stood in two groups. They bowed respectfully and said, "Welcome home, second young master."

Sun Gu opened the door, and Mo Ziran brought Zhao Xi out of the car, heading towards the villa.

There was a lifelike sculpture of a girl on the exquisite fountain. Water splashed onto her body along with the light from the lamp. The light intertwined around her body.

An idea suddenly flashed through Zhao Xi's mind, and she asked with uncertainty: "Mo Ziran, is this your home?"

To be exact, this was the place that Mo Ziran's mother used to live?

"Don't you want to know everything about me? Now I'll take you through them one by one. "

Zhao Xi's heart trembled, was he taking the initiative to bring her into his life?

The style of the villa was very different from that of the Mo family.

The Mo family's castle and manor were solemn and dignified, but the place was casual and romantic. Zhao Xi had fallen in love with this place with just one look, there was probably no one who didn't like this kind of villa.

European style court style, beautiful sculpture, clean square.

Mo Ziran had always lived here, with his mother.

His mother had been here all her life.

This was the first time Zhao Xi had had such a clear feeling. Right now, she was in Mo Ziran's world, and even if it was just the world of the past, it was enough to make her wild with joy.

"I want to stand together with you side by side, want to participate in your entire plan. No matter if it's good or bad, we'll bear it together, and we won't have you desperately helping me create a world that you think is for my own good. As long as you're you, I like everything."

Zhao Xi slowly stepped onto the stairs, her gentle voice was easily dispersed by the wind in the vast plaza.

What she wanted was simple. She wanted to be part of his life, not be excluded by him.

She wanted the original Mo Ziran, and she liked him for everything.

"…"

The light in Mo Ziran's eyes stirred, and he reached out to hold Zhao Xi tightly.

Zhao Xi lowered his head and looked at their hands, then smiled.

The furnishings inside the villa were different from the beautiful ones on the outside. It was a very simple modernist style, Mo Ziran's mother should be a very assertive woman.

"Everything here is my mom's doing. I haven't changed the structure of this place."

They stood in the wide living room hand in hand. Zhao Xi listened to Mo Ziran recount his past life and she could even imagine the scene from his descriptions.

Mo Ziran had left this place for a long time, but every part of the decorations here were still the same.

"Do you come back often?"

Mo Ziran said in a somewhat low and deep voice, "This is the first time I've been back since my mother passed away."

"Why?" Didn't he want to come and visit the place where he had once lived or visit the memory of his dead mother?

"Because I'm the only one here." Mo Ziran lowered her eyes. With her thick eyelashes brushing a small part of her shadow, her perfect side seemed hazy under the sunlight.

Zhao Xi grabbed him even more forcefully.

Here, even the Aunt Tao was gone.

"And me." Zhao Xi tiptoed and gently kissed Mo Ziran's lips, a gentle light flashing in her eyes. Her soft hair draped over her shoulders, her entire person seemed to be covered by a layer of light, making her look extremely beautiful.

"Did I say I want to make up with you?" Mo Ziran's words were cold, but he did not push Zhao Xi away. Instead, he stuck to her throat and moved slightly.

"…"

Can't we even kiss?

Mo Ziran struggled in his eyes, just as he was about to kiss the host, Zhao Xi moved away: "I better go cook."

"…"

Mo Ziran gnashed his teeth: "Zhao Xi!"

"Eh?"

Zhao Xi was puzzled. Why was he angry again?

"Go cook for me!"

"…"

Didn't she just say that she was going to cook?

There were no traces of using this kitchen, but the items were all in order. Even the plates and plates with nice patterns were arranged in an orderly manner.

Zhao Xi realised that many parts of the Mo Family were like this. There was clearly no one using them, but they could do whatever they wanted, as if changing and keeping them did not require manpower or resources.

The dishes that Zhao Xi bought were all things that she could cook, so she was very familiar with handling them.

Mo Ziran stared at her with a sullen face, he had no intention of helping her.

"Is the same in Mo Ziji and Zi Yu's homes?"

This was the legendary Outer Mansion?

It wasn't as lonely as she had imagined.

He thought it would be a manor, but it was more or less a desolate one.

However, this villa had no owner for so many years, nor did it seem deserted at all.

There were many servants in the Mo family, and these servants had been trained to a high level. Even if there was no master, they would clean this place and guard it peacefully.

"Mo Ziji had lived in the Mo family manor since he was young. He was the son of the direct descendant, so Mo Ziyu's family was pretty similar to this place, but it's very far away."

Mo Ziyu was a girl and was not valued at all. If she didn't leave the training camp, she wouldn't even have the right to enter the Mo family.

"Your family is really similar to the imperial palace from before." The hierarchy was strict, and there were so many rules that it was even scarier than the palace itself. At least, the Emperor's son was still a treasure.

"Why are you sighing when you're concentrating on cooking?" Aren't you afraid of getting hit?

Zhao Xi bumped into a nail as she focused on cooking.

Outside the window was a garden, the verdant and green plants looked really good under the sunlight. Zhao Xi cut the vegetables with his head lowered, her long hair tied loosely around his head.

Mo Ziran's eyes were filled with deep love as he stood by the side of the kitchen and watched the entire process of Zhao Xi's cooking.

When finally finished cooking all the dishes, it was already afternoon. She placed the dishes on the table and helped Mo Ziran set up the tableware: "Taste it."

Mo Ziran took the chopsticks and looked at her: "Are you prepared to stand there and watch me eat?"

After hearing Mo Ziran's words, Zhao Xi had learnt to translate them automatically into her mind, so she immediately sat beside Mo Ziran and said: "Taste it."

The dishes on the table were all things that he liked to eat, and were also the best made by Zhao Xi.

He took a piece of chopsticks and tasted it, then looked Zhao Xi in the eye and said with a voice that made it sound like he was about to say something bad, "Not bad."

Zhao Xi was very satisfied with his evaluation, she took out a pair of chopsticks and helped him carry the dishes, "I have been preparing for the whole day."

"I know."

Although Mo Ziran despised the food on the mouth, his chopsticks had never stopped eating as he focused on eating the food.

Zhao Xi did not go to the kitchen often to cook, but her culinary skills had all been brought up by Mo Ziran.

No matter how bad the food she cooked was, Mo Ziran had never really disliked it.

"Mo Ziran, actually, living here is very good as well," Zhao Xi said with a face full of yearning, her tone rising slightly, "Now that you have me, you will still have our children in the future. This is our home."

The food that Mo Ziran picked up fell onto the plate, his eyes trembling. He moved his lips, his throat parched: "Our home?"

Would she be home?

"Isn't your main point a child?" She still remembered that Mo Ziran recited "want of children" many times.

"I only want the baby because you gave it to me, or I wouldn't have such high hopes for the baby." He was very indifferent to blood relations, he was only interested in Zhao Xi giving birth to his children.