C16 For He below

She didn't believe that a rich person like Mo Zihan, who came from a wealthy family, wouldn't be able to find a rich girl who was familiar with etiquette to accompany him.

Even if others didn't mention it, Mi Lin was fine too. Mi Lin was still a teacher of etiquette, and was a walking etiquette book in her own right.

Her looks and demeanor were also dignified and elegant. Not mentioning how she was stronger than her, she dared to say that she was much stronger than all the other famous women in the world.

Mi Lin was a bit older than her brother.

However, Mo Zihan, the eldest son of Mo's that everyone in A city knew, was probably at least 27 or 28 years old.

How could she have known that Mo Zihan had so many twists and turns in his heart?

Bai Mingyue thought as she lifted her leg to leave. If she stayed with such a cold and venomous man, she would be scared to death if she didn't freeze to death.

Cherish life, stay away from Mo Zihan - she has always been very smart, there is no need to go against her own life.

"Halt."

Before he could take two steps forward, a growl sounded once more.

Bai Mingyue was speechless as she asked the heavens, "What is it now?"

She turned around and saw Mo Zihan, who took off his jacket and threw it on the sofa. He leaned back on the sofa and rubbed his forehead tiredly.

Without waiting for her to ask, he said, "Bring me a cup of coffee."

Bai Mingyue glanced at him but didn't say anything. She turned around and walked towards the display cabinet for the wine set in the living room.

She had spent the last few days in the villa, familiarizing herself with all the big and small things there were.

As expected, Nanny Faang did not stay in the villa. She only visited the villa after two to three days, occasionally replenishing the ingredients in the villa.

Other than taking training lessons, he would stay in the mansion every day. When he got hungry, he would take out the ingredients from the fridge and cook for himself.

Anyway, she knew how to cook and did quite well. She was happy to stay indoors like this — not mentioning the status that Mo Zihan had added on to her.

Bai Mingyue's thoughts were in a mess as she brewed some coffee. When the coffee was done, she carried it to Mo Zihan.

Mo Zihan glanced at her. The girl's eyelids were half closed and her thick eyelashes were like a small fan, forming a beautiful arc.

He didn't say anything. He took the coffee cup from her and took a sip.

Bai Mingyue looked at him. He didn't say anything, but neither did he say anything. He was still as expressionless as before.

"Go get something to eat."

When his gaze came into contact with the pair of bright eyes, they were bright like the stars, yet seemed to contain a pool of water.

Mo Zihan was a bit annoyed by the pair of eyes that were like limpid autumn water, so he spat out a few words impatiently.

He tore off the tie around his neck and threw it to the side. Then, he picked up a financial magazine on the tea table and started reading.

Bai Mingyue looked at the time curiously. It was already 8: 30 in the evening.

She stayed in the mansion for so many days, but she never even saw Mo Zihan eat at home, let alone dinner, three meals a day.

"Have you eaten yet?" Bai Mingyue couldn't help but ask.

"Nonsense."

She only responded with two words. Her voice was not loud, and her tone was low and cold. She was also very rude.

He looked at her as if he were looking at a pig. Apart from disdain, he was looking at her as if she was asking something stupid.

Bai Mingyue curled her lips and automatically ignored the meaning in his eyes.

If someone as smart as her were to die from anger just because of a few words, she would have died a long time ago.

She was a smart person, not someone who was impatient and had a bad temper.

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Bai Mingyue asked again. When she saw him lounging on the sofa with his lazy posture, it was difficult to hide his fatigue. She could not help but curse inwardly. He had to act and work every day. How could he not be tired?

Why did he pretend to be a cripple when he had nothing to do? It was hard for him to act as if he was doing nothing for so long.

The person with a handicap in front of him, the person in front of him was a normal person, yet he did not have a nervous breakdown. He was truly too strong.

Indeed, even perverts could not be measured by normal people's thoughts.

Mo Zihan said impatiently, "Whatever."

Why did she have so many questions?

For a university student who had just graduated without a job, it would be troublesome. If it was one of his subordinates, they would dare to ask him why he had been fired a long time ago.

Anyone else would have to get rid of a subordinate who had no eyes and no idea at all.

Bai Mingyue gritted her teeth when she saw that he didn't even raise his head, nor did she look depressed. It was really hard for her to wait on him.

"It's late at night, let me make you a bowl of noodles so you can digest it."

As she said this, she saw that Mo Zihan did not react. Although he did not say anything, he did not reject her. She just assumed that he agreed and was too lazy to ask any further questions.

He turned back to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

There were fresh fruits in the fridge, which Nanny Faang usually bought.

There were also instant frozen foods, dumplings, soup balls, such as noodles, eggs, pork and beef etc.

Nanny Faang was quite thoughtful. It was a pity that even if she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to understand it. If she wasn't in the mansion, who would be able to use the things they bought?

Mo Zihan? How could that be? The eldest young master probably wouldn't even touch anything even if it was in the fridge.

Without further ado, Bai Mingyue took out the ingredients she needed and started busying herself in the kitchen.

After a while, the kitchen resounded with the sound of Bai Mingyue's mincing meat, the sound of the kitchen knife and the chopping board hitting each other.

In the quiet villa, it was extremely clear and cozy.

Mo Zihan leaned back on the sofa, put down the magazine and listened attentively. His eyes were blank and unfocused.

How long had it been since there had been any other sounds in this villa in the dead of night, nor was there any smoke or fire that could be felt like tonight?

He was indeed a normal person. Upon hearing such a voice, he actually felt a trace of the warmth of a home that he hadn't felt in a long time.

At this moment, he didn't have to do anything, think about anything, act like an outsider, and act out his so-called family members.

In a certain corner of his heart, he seemed to loosen up.

At this moment, this villa was no longer ice-cold and silent.

Bai Mingyue did not know Mo Zihan's taste, nor did she know what he liked or disliked.

After some thought, he decided to prepare the shredded meat noodles with green vegetables.

The shredded meat was sliced thin and the noodles were dipped into the boiling water. The gravy was collected and two poached eggs were beaten.

She took out a large bowl and scooped it up. On the dark green and verdant vegetable leaves, there were two poached eggs. The fragrance was everywhere, and it was very fragrant. It was also very beautiful.

When it came to eating, Bai Mingyue always used the limited ingredients to make it as delicious as possible, unwilling to let her stomach suffer.

In the past, when she had time at home, she would cook for herself. Cai Shuya always laughed and said that she was used to messing with these things. As long as it was delicious, there was no need to make it look so good.

However, her cooking skills were quite good.

She always said that cooking was also a form of craftsmanship. If she could cook well, it would be better if she could earn enough money to open a restaurant when she graduated in the future.

Every time, Cai Shuya looked at her wise and sensible appearance, she was always gratified and sad at the same time.

Perhaps there were other emotions in her eyes that she had never understood.

Bai Mingyue's eyes turned hot as she thought of her mother amidst the rising heat.