Chapter 59

Shen Chengjing was lying on the bed, sleepy. When he woke up, it was already noon.

Touch the forehead, the fever subsided.

She got up to wash her face, changed her clothes and went downstairs. She saw Mo Wen sitting on the sofa with a pile of things on the table. Ben's serious look was colder now.

"Don't ask." She went downstairs, carrying boiling water to sit opposite him.

Mo Wen saw her, pushed the notebook aside and strode to the kitchen.

"Dinner, please." He brought the things he had prepared earlier to her and put them in front of her. He bowed his head decisively and continued to deal with the business.

She looked at the sandwiches, the hot milk, and a bowl of millet porridge.

"Thank you." She was so hungry that she was not polite. She soon finished the porridge and drank the milk. Her eyes were always looking at Mo Wen.

Don't look up at her when you feel her eyes.

"Madam, what can I do for you?" His voice was cold, munna, without any temperature.

"What are you all up to? I always feel like you're all busy. " She had some doubts. They were really busy. Wu Hao disappeared one day.

"Confidential." He didn't even think about it.

"Oh, I'm going out for a walk." She said, after finishing the bowl, she went to the backyard of the ink garden.

Today, she found that the backyard was surprisingly large, especially under the banyan tree. There was a swing on the tower, and the ropes on both sides were entangled with many flowers, which aroused her young girl's mind.

"It's beautiful." She stepped forward and sat on it, swinging gently.

"A trace of rain can't wave away the sorrow of parting, your smile is the idea that can't wave away, bid farewell to the fragrance of flowers and sigh the heavy autumn dew, I hold your hand and want to go to the end together..." at this time, her mobile phone rang.

She reached for her pocket and leaned her head against the swing. She picked it up without looking at her cell phone.

"Hello."

The other end of the phone, silent for a few seconds, just said: "orange static, it's me."

Hearing Mo Yongqiang's voice, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the front with her feet propped up: "what's the matter?"

"Do you know Mohist people?" Mo Yongqiang is holding a mobile phone. Although he doesn't understand, he still wants to know clearly. How can he get to know Mohist people in the identity of Shen Chengjing?

"Does it have anything to do with you?" She didn't answer. She just thought he was upset.

The tone of questioning made her feel uncomfortable.

"I want to see Mo Shao." He thought that Shen Chengjing liked him before, and if he was in trouble, I believe she would help him: "now there is something wrong with the company, I need Mohist help! You ask him out sometime, and I'll talk to him. "

After listening to his words, she sarcastically looked at the call and resolutely hung up.

"Hello, hello." Mo Yongqiang looked at the phone being hung up, he fidgeted with the sofa: "Damn, actually hang up my phone?"

Wang Shenghao's words inspired him to join Mohist school! After hearing Shen Ziqian talk about the person who couldn't find his background, he thought that such a mysterious person had something to do with Mohism?

Shen Chengjing hangs up his phone and puts his mobile phone in his pocket. Unexpectedly, Mo Yongqiang is so cheeky that she can only contact her if she has something to ask for help. Why didn't she think he would be like this before?

At this time, her mobile phone rings. It's Mo Yanchen.

"Get ready and go back to the old house in half an hour." His voice was low, but he still couldn't hear the ups and downs.

She answered and hung up.

"Mo Yanchen, Mohist? Is it the Mohist school? " She side head thought, soon give up this idea, powerful Mo family, how can so casual marriage?