C11 It's Fine If He Doesn't Want It

This was unacceptable to Mo Shaoqing. He had never failed a woman before. Besides, it was usually those women who came to him automatically. He didn't even need to move a finger.

Only Xia Wennuan.

Only this woman ignored him for a few days and even deliberately treated him as a "coincidence."

Alright, his small emotions were aroused.

"I didn't." Xia Wennuan lowered her head and avoided Mo Shaoqing's unrelenting gaze. "Mr. Mo, please don't look for me again in the future. I am very busy every day. I really don't have time to go out and eat with you."

"So you know that I am here to look for you, right? "Mo Shaoqing's tone was cold and there was slight displeasure. "You still say that you are not hiding from me?"

Mo Shaoqing did not think that Xia Wennuan had any reason to avoid him. He could feel that when she saw him, that kind of surprised and shy look, although it was short, was still caught by him.

Could it be that she was just testing how much patience he had for her, or could it be that she was just testing how much patience he had for her? -

She was the same as her younger sister, complaining that he was a poor kid?

"That's fine, so please don't be like this in the future." Xia Wennuan nodded, her clear and melodious voice was as calm as ever. " I believe that if Mr. Mo wants to eat, there will definitely be a large number of women rushing over."

... "" Mo Shaoqing was speechless. He helplessly added in his heart: Unfortunately, among the large group of women, there was not a single one called Xia Wennuan.

"Mr. Mo, please invite her back." Xia Wennuan raised her head and smiled sweetly.

Her words should have been completely spoken, right? Presumably, Mo Shaoqing could already understand her intentions.

"That's right." Mo Shaoqing's eyes were cold, and a trace of an indifferent smile hung on the corner of his mouth. His tone sounded like he was mocking himself, "As long as I say I want to eat, there will be a lot of women rushing towards me. You should know that I, Mo Shaoqing, never lack women."

"I know." Xia Wennuan smiled and lowered her eyes. Her attitude was neither servile nor overbearing. "Then I will take my leave first. Mister Mo, please do as you wish."

After saying this, Xia Wennuan went around Mo Shaoqing and walked away without hesitation.

Seeing Xia Wennuan turn around and leave, Mo Shaoqing's chest felt stifled. Instantly, an indescribable bitterness surged into his heart.

"Why?" Mo Shaoqing stared at Xia Wennuan's back as she walked away and muttered with a serious expression.

Why did she push him away with all her might? What was the reason?

Mo Shaoqing rarely spaced out. In his own memory, this kind of situation was almost unheard of.

However, just now, he was actually stunned by Xia Wennuan's back view. If it wasn't for the phone ringing, he wouldn't have known how long he would have stood there.

"What is it?" Frowning, Mo Shaoqing impatiently pressed the call button, and his tone was the same.

"Yo, did you take drugs today?"

The person on the other end of the line was stunned for a moment, and then he teased with a serious tone, "Who made our young master Mo angry? Hurry up and tell me, I want to give him the prize money."

"Stop it, I'll hang up if there's nothing else." Mo Shaoqing really wanted to hang up the phone immediately, but he also knew that the person on the other side of the phone wouldn't look for him if there was nothing else.

"Did you forget what day it is today? Come out and drink." Qin Ziyang smiled and said unhurriedly, "See you at the usual place. I was waiting for you."

Qin Ziyang hung up the phone first. Mo Shaoqing looked at the black screen of the phone and then looked at the sidewalk that no longer had Xia Wennuan's petite figure. He turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

He also needed a glass of wine to wake up his brain. If Xia Wennuan was really the kind of snobbish woman who loved vanity and wanted to climb high.

It was fine if he did not want it. He, Mo Shaoqing, did not lack women the most.

When Xia Wennuan returned to the cold house and saw a house full of family members who were like strangers, her heart felt extremely empty.

"I'm back." As usual, she gently called out to her and walked towards her own room.

"Xia Wennuan, lend me 3000 yuan."

Before she could even touch the door handle, Xia Siying's voice came from behind. She was borrowing money.

"I don't have money." Xia Wennuan's hand trembled as she replied.

"How come you don't have any money? You should have a lot of savings since you spend so much. I don't want much, just three thousand." Xia Siying took a mile and said, "My mom said she saw that you have more than ten thousand yuan in your bank account."

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not. I don't have it anyway."

When she said this, Xia Wennuan's tone had obviously become stiff. She quickly opened the door and shut herself in the room.

"What? I have never seen such a petty person. It's just three thousand dollars. It's not like I'm asking you for all your belongings." Xia Siying leisurely wiped the nail polish on her toenails and snorted in disdain. " You're a pauper, but I want to borrow a lot from you. Only you can do that. "

Xia Wennuan clenched her fist and sighed. She casually threw herself onto the bed.

There was no need to look. The opened drawer already proved that her room had been flipped over before.