"Mr. Zhong, come in and have a seat."

Such an unpleasant thing happened before lunch. As the host, Mo yanjue has a great responsibility.

Seeing two women holding still in the yard, they may have begun to wipe their tears. They always feel that it is not appropriate for them to appear now. They simply invite Zhong Qingfeng into the house for tea.

Hearing the sound, Zhong Qingfeng's worried look changed. He smiles politely at Mo yanjue and says to a very gentleman, "good."

Hearing Zhong Qingfeng's promise, Mo yanjue turns around and walks towards the living room first. Zhong Qingfeng, who is standing on the doorstep, looks at Sun Zhenzhen with some uneasiness, and then turns back to the room one step at a time.

Teahouse.

Mo yanjue graceful action when boiling water into the cover bowl, skilled warm cup, tea, washing, will a complete set of tea brewing process play incisively and vividly.

Especially other fingers are slender and good-looking, do this set of movements is more fluid, showing a noble temperament.

Zhong Qingfeng sits opposite him, but he has no heart to appreciate his tea making skills.

His heart has been completely left outside, worried about sun Zhenzhen.

"Tea, please, Mr. Zhong."

The fragrance of gold Junmei tea is floating in the air. Mo yanjue politely reminds Zhong Qingfeng.

"Miss Sun is accompanied by my wife. Mr. Zhong doesn't have to worry."

Mo yanjue gently picked up the tea cup and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it. A satisfied expression suddenly appeared on his face.

He calmed down to taste tea, which started in recent years. From liking all kinds of pure red wine to enjoying a cup of tea slowly, it was during the period when Qiqi left him in an accident.

Drinking can temporarily paralyze his nerves with alcohol, but after he wakes up, his sadness will not be reduced at all. Instead, he will become more serious because of being drunk, and he will think of more details before.

Tea tasting is not the same. When you are upset, you are alone and quietly fiddle with the tea set in your hand. Involuntarily, your heart will calm down, so that you can have a better dialogue with yourself, get rid of the false shell, and see your heart clearly.

Living in this complex society, especially the people who struggle in the market, they have to face all kinds of people every day. If they say this kind of duplicity, they will show people in a false face after a long time.

When the mask is worn for a long time, sometimes even I can't tell which is the real self.

Take him and Mu Qiqi's acquaintance for example, at the beginning, he disliked her very much, how to look at all how unpleasant.

After getting along for a long time, I feel that she is a lovely little woman. If you want to get close to her, you can't tear off the mask on your face. What's more, I feel embarrassed to pull down my face and do something that is normal but humiliating in his eyes.

Even to find all kinds of excuses, pick up all kinds of problems, to make trouble for her.

Fortunately, in the end, I still pierced the window paper.

As an old man, he now looks at Mr. Zhong in front of him, and can't help but feel a little anxious for him.

It is obvious that sun Zhenzhen has no love for him at all. Today he brought him here just as a shield, but he seems to be serious.

"How did Mr. Zhong know Miss Sun?" Jun Lang's face with a smile, Mo Yan Jue casually asked.

Having been restless, Zhong Qingfeng listened to Mo yanjue's question, and then looked back to think of a long time ago, and his mouth involuntarily raised a faint smile.

"We know each other at work."

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