Chapter 281

Mo Chongyan is relieved to see that Tan Yutong is not angry. If she is angry again, he really doesn't know what to do.

"What's the matter?" Tan Yutong asked in a low voice.

Mo Chongyan shook his head, bowed his head, gave Tan Yutong a kiss on the forehead, and said in a slow voice: "it's OK, let's go. Let's go to dinner."

Tan Yutong eyebrows slightly pick, but look at the appearance of Mo Chongyan, it seems to be really nothing, also did not ask.

If it's something you can tell her, Mo Chongyan won't hide it. If o doesn't say it, on the one hand, it can't be said; on the other hand, it doesn't need to be said. Mo Chongyan won't mention business that has nothing to do with Tan Yutong.

Mo Chongyan will not talk about Tan Yutong's private affairs without ensuring his safety.

Tan Yutong pursed her lips without saying much.

Take Tan Yutong's hand to the building, smell a burst of rice.

Probably really hungry, Tan Yutong's stomach, very frustrated grunt.

Both of them were stunned at the same time, and then looked at each other with a smile.

After all, he is already an old husband and wife, so even if he encounters more embarrassing things, he will not feel anything, he will only feel that it is very good.

Years of quiet good, about that is the emotion of it.

When the cook saw them coming down, he laughed and said, "Mr. and Mrs. Mo, please have dinner."

He said, and opened the lid of all the food on the table.

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Tan Yutong eyebrows slightly pick, looking at the things at that table, really don't know what to say.

"Who made you prepare like this?" Mo Chongyan eyebrows slightly pick, tone some unhappy to ask the chef.

The cook was stunned and said, "didn't you let me prepare like this?"

In fact, at the beginning, Liu Qingwen told him to only make roast oysters, but if he ate too much of them, it would not be good for people's health.

As it happens, when he first arrived at the villa, he asked Mo Chongyan what he wanted to eat. Mo Chongyan said that he could eat anything except candlelight dinner. So he prepared the private dishes for this table. What's the problem?

Mo Chongyan just wanted to say something, Tan Yutong didn't care about it and waved his hand, said: "forget it, it's OK, you leave first."

Like suddenly thinking of something, Tan Yutong stood up, went to the living room, found his handbag, took out some money from it, went to the chef's side, and said in a slow voice, "take the money."

The chef knew that his original plan was in vain, otherwise he would not be treated like this at this time.

Although he had already collected money before he came, who can't get by with money? Since Tan Yutong gave it again, he will keep it.

Tan Yutong actually guessed that Liu Qingwen must have taken the money from the chef, but after all, it's hard work. Now it's so late, it's hard to get a taxi in this place, so it doesn't matter if he gives more.

Mo Chongyan seems to be trying to say something, but seeing that Tan Yutong has forgotten, he pursed his lips and said nothing, as if nothing had happened.

"Thank you, Mrs. Moore." The chef took the money and bowed to tan Yutong deeply.

Tan Yutong frowned slightly, always felt that bowing was a very strange thing, but he didn't say much.