On the weekend, Sheng Tianhao came to meet Shichu and was ready to go to the architectural designer exchange meeting. The day before departure, Shichu was packing. Mo Yuhan appeared in front of Shichu intentionally or unintentionally, pretending to be passing by inadvertently. In fact, he was watching Shichu packing.

"What are you looking for here? Do you need help?"

At first sight, Mo Yuhan was wandering here for half an hour, neither sitting nor standing. It seemed that there was nothing special to do. It was not like what he would do.

Mo Yuhan subconsciously touched his nose. His cold eyes looked at Shichu's luggage. "It's OK. You're going to leave tomorrow. Don't worry about catching cold with these clothes?"

"I've checked the weather over there. It's enough to take these clothes with me. Don't worry. I'm not a child anymore. I know how to take care of myself."

At the beginning of the day, he packed some necessities into the storage bag and put them into a small suitcase.

It's not a long way to go there, but it's not near. After attending the exchange meeting, I can't come back immediately. I need to spend a night there.

"I believe you can take care of yourself."

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Shi Chu is already giving a guest order. He raises his head and asks seriously. Mo Yuhan looks around and makes a draft in his mind. He thinks hard about the topic and continues to chat with Shi Chu without making Shi Chu feel too deliberate.

"I don't know what clothes are suitable for tomorrow's activities. Do you have time to help me?" Mo Yuhan leaned against the wall and suddenly thought of it, so he talked to Shi Chu.

At the beginning of the day, he raised one eyebrow and looked at Mo Yuhan quietly, thinking that there was a special stylist to help him match what clothes he would wear at any party, and he never needed to worry about it.

"Your personal stylist should have arranged it." When beginning light answer way, another meaning is to refuse Mo Yu cold.

Mo Yuhan couldn't give up. He quickly added: "the stylist has something to do. You have a unique vision. It's very suitable for you to help me with the match. I just don't know if you have time to help me."

Mo Yuhan's words are all about this. It's not appropriate for him to refuse at the beginning of the time. What's more, it's just to help him match his clothes.

"Well, I've almost finished packing."

In Mo Yuhan's private cloakroom, there are many special high-grade customization, which are perfect for both single wear and matching.

When Mo Yu stood by the door and looked at it, he carefully helped him to pick up his clothes. If his lips seemed to go up, he didn't even find himself in a very happy mood.

"Can this shirt go with this dark green tie? "

Shi Chu selected one from the cupboard of tie, which she had given to Mo Yuhan before, and put it in the most prominent position. I haven't seen him wear it for a long time, and I still miss it.

"Very good."

"You think satisfaction is the most important thing."

"I always believe in your eyes."

"Aren't you afraid I did it on purpose?"

"No harm."

Looking at Mo Yuhan's eyes at the beginning of the time, I always feel that there seems to be some deep meaning in his eyes, even she can't say it.

After the atmosphere solidified for a while, Shichu cleared his throat and said, "if there's nothing wrong, I'll go back to my room first."

"I'd better tell you something."

"What's the matter?"

When Chu turned around, he saw Mo Yuhan's solemn manner. He thought there was something important to announce, so he became a little nervous.

"It's not an important thing. Tomorrow I will go to the trade fair with the vice president of Zhao's group."

"Well? It's good. "

"Vice president is always a well-known strong woman in the industry, but I have little contact with her." Mo Yuhan explains it seriously. He stares at Shichu's expression and wants to see a trace of reaction from her face.

However, at the beginning, he just smiles and says, "what's the problem?"

"Rest early."

Mo Yuhan didn't know if he was too vague. He didn't respond at first, or At first, I didn't care who I was with?

Did Shichu really have no feelings for him?