Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Mo Shiqian led her into the office, and closed the door behind him.

"You came to see me specifically, what's the matter?"

Chi Huan looked up at him, and only then did she realize that this man was so suitable for wearing a suit... In fact, it was not a particularly formal one, and even two of the buttons on his shirt were unbuttoned.

But this suit of shirt and trousers blends seamlessly with this office which looks business-like and expensive as a whole, as if he belonged to such a place in the first place.

"Oh, I met Feng Xing when I went to 1999. He saw me alone, so he brought me over to have dinner with you."

When she said that, he didn't ask any more questions, but said in a low voice, "I'm still a little busy, wait for me for half an hour, huh?"

Chi Huan glanced at the sofa against the wall, "Sure."

She was sitting on the sofa, looking at the man's office boredly.

This style...is exactly the same as the decoration of his Xishan mansion, she guessed it was done by an interior designer.

In less than a minute, the female secretary came in with a cup of tea, "Miss Chi, your tea."

Chi Huan replied casually, "Okay, thank you."

The female secretary looked at her with complicated eyes, then got up and walked out the door.

Less than ten minutes later, there was another knock on the office door.

"Come in."

Chi Huan was originally standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the cityscape below, and she didn't pay much attention when a secretary came in, until she heard the male secretary who was blocking her say, "President Mo, I brought your lunch in for you ?”

"Leave it alone."

Lunch?

Didn't he want to eat with her?

She turned around and met the secretary's eyes looking at her, but quickly retracted them and turned to leave the office.

Chi Huan pursed his lips and said unhappily, "Aren't you going out to eat with me?"

She has been waiting for such a long time, and she didn't see him say it earlier.

The man who was typing on the keyboard looked up at her, then glanced at the thermos box that the secretary put on the desk, "Just leave this, the secretary will order lunch for me every day, see what you want to eat, I'll bring it later You go."

"Oh."

Mo Shiqian continued to work with his head down, his eyes focused on the screen of the notebook, calm and meticulous.

Chi Huan suddenly remembered a well-spoken saying - a serious man is the most attractive.

Just as she was about to look back, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the insulated box, her eyes froze, and she walked over.

It's a silver insulated box, like the one bought in a mall... When she was filming in the past, if she was in Lancheng, the servants of the Chi family would sometimes bring her meals, and they used a similar insulated box.

She picked it up and turned it around, but there was no sign of the business.

Then raise your wrist to check the time... It's just five minutes past eleven. According to the nine-to-five working hours, isn't it too early to have lunch at this point?

"Your lunch...where did the secretary order it from?"

“Nearby restaurants.”

"Is it this family every day? It's still fixed."

"Well, fixed."

Chi Huan put down the heat preservation box, unscrewed the lid, and the egg fragrance was very strong.

The first layer is an omelette, and it's... a smiley omelette.

She remembered that Youran also liked to play with smiling faces on fried eggs, something that little girls like, and it is also a kind of fun.

She took out the vegetables layer by layer.

Eggs, fried beef, pork rib soup, stir-fried shredded potatoes, shrimp...

Smell the taste, have an appetite, look at the appearance... very homely, rich in content but also very homely.

Unless you have learned cooking carefully and systematically, there will always be a noticeable difference between the meals you cook at home and those made by professional chefs in hotel restaurants.

Chi Huan looked down at the man who was still working hard, pursed his lips and asked lightly, "Which restaurant did you order this meal from?"

"Secretary Chen is in charge." Mo Shiqian looked up and watched her "dismantle" all the insulated boxes, "Do you want to eat here?"

"Well, it looks delicious."

"Okay, I'll ask him later."

Chi Huan lowered his eyes and rested his fingers on the desk, "You are so busy, otherwise you can ask him to order another one and deliver it. It's the same if we eat here. Your office environment is also good, and the view is also great."

Mo Shiqian frowned, "I'll take you out to eat."

Although he usually eats in the office at noon, she came here to have dinner with him on purpose - although he didn't pay much attention to form, it seemed too casual for the two of them in the office.

Chi Huan picked up the spoon, took a sip of the soup and drank it, "But I'm hungry."

The man sighed in a low voice, "Shall I take you to eat now?"

"But I just want to eat this, it looks delicious."

Mo Shiqian watched her biting the spoon and looking at him, and after staring at each other for a few seconds, he said, "Then you eat first, I'll ask Secretary Chen to bring another one, huh?"

She nodded.

The man reached out and pressed the internal line, and dialed the secretary outside, "Order the same lunch, and bring in a chair."

After that, he hung up directly.

Chi Huan lowered his head and slowly drank the soup. It should taste very delicious, because it looks like this, but it seems that he can't taste any specific taste.

Secretary Chen opened the door and came in after a while. It was the male secretary just now.

When he saw Chi Huan eating Mo Shiqian's lunch, he frowned, but he didn't express anything obviously, but said in a somewhat embarrassed way, "President Mo..."

The man raised his head and frowned, "Where's the chair?"

Only then did Secretary Chen know that he wanted the chair for Chi Huan to sit on, "I'll bring it in later... I just want to ask, this restaurant seems to be very busy right now, if you order now, you may have to wait for an hour or two , President Mo, can I change restaurants today?"

peak?

Peak time before 11:30?

Chi Huan dropped the spoon, raised his red lips, and looked over with a smile, "Why is the restaurant business so good?"

"It's...a small restaurant nearby. It's not very famous, but the chef's skills are good."

Her tone rose, "You are not famous, but you have a name?"

Secretary Chen looked at her, "This... I don't remember the exact name, I always contact their front desk by phone..."

"Then you call."

Chi Huan interrupted him directly, his voice had turned from cold to cold.

Secretary Chen looked at her with dissatisfaction and nervousness on his face, and he looked at Mo Shiqian in embarrassment, "President Mo..."

Mo Shiqian was tepid and indifferent, "She told you to call, and you can call. Is it difficult to make a phone call?"

"Miss Chi... other restaurants also have good taste, so there's no need to order the same one."

"I want the same, is there a problem?"

Seeing that the man didn't intend to speak, Secretary Chen had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "It's fine...but it might really take a long time, I'll make it when I go out."

The woman's voice interrupted him coldly, "Just hit here."