freenovelworld Chapter 992 Su Muzhe
Chapter 992 Su Muzhe
Chapter 992 Su Muzhe
The room was filled with content that was forbidden to be written in traditional storybooks, vivid, sensual, and extremely enchanting.
The small wooden balcony door was half-closed.
Occasionally, the creaking sound of a chair rocking could be heard.
The rustling sound lasted for quite a while.
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"Secretary Liang, what shall we have for dinner tonight?"
Mo Cen had only eaten a few bites at noon, and now that it was dark, his stomach was growling loudly.
"Our meal allowance is 30 yuan per meal."
Liang Yun took out her phone and turned to look at him. Mo Cen: ...
He is, after all, the boss of a large company.
"It's my treat, what would you like to eat?"
Liang Yun immediately softened her expression: "Anything is fine with me, you pay and you decide."
Mo Cen: ...
"How about we have a clay pot pork ribs and abalone rice?"
"It's all right."
He wasn't just being polite; he genuinely said he'd eat anything.
When they went on business trips with the governor, they often ate whatever the locals ate: boxed lunches at construction sites, wild vegetable buns made by elderly people in impoverished areas, or dine-in meals at small, run-down canteens.
So, Mo Cen ordered this stuff.
The food is already considered pretty good.
The man skillfully placed the order; single men often find themselves without a hot meal at home, so naturally, they've mastered the skill of ordering takeout. "Aren't they coming back yet?"
While placing the order, Mo Cen asked a question, seemingly casually.
"Du Chang and Miss Jin Huan won't be back tonight."
Upon hearing this, the light in the man's eyes dimmed slightly.
"That's it."
Out of consideration for the meal, Liang Yun also wanted to give him some advice, so she gently patted the man's shoulder with one hand: "Some people are not suitable for you, no matter how beautiful they are."
Mo Cen could easily understand the meaning behind Liang Yun's words.
But matters of the heart are beyond our control.
I wanted to laugh it off and let it go, but I didn't expect to meet his serious, almost stern, gaze.
Left with no other choice, I forced a dry laugh and spoke.
"I try my best."
Liang Yun understands human nature very well; similarly, as a man, he also understands men.
Knowing that Mo Cen only verbally agreed, but was probably still thinking about Miss Jin Huan in his heart.
He always considers issues from the perspective of the chief.
That's why he said something extra when he discovered Mo Cen, this insignificant rival in love.
"Miss Jin Huan has dated many boyfriends, each of whom was an outstanding individual."
Enough talking.
But Mo Cen understood.
Liang Yun meant that Shen Jinhuan only dates high-performing men, and even if he breaks up with Zhou Duchang in the future, it won't be his turn.
Haha, that's pretty vicious.
I really regret ordering him ribs.
They should have treated that wicked Secretary Liang to a six-yuan plate of fried rice from a roadside stall earlier. Neither of them showed any sign of this.
But deep down, there was still some resentment.
They stood far apart without saying a word.
Mo Cen didn't get up and walk towards the door until the delivery person knocked.
"Don't go there."
Liang Yun frowned and called out to him.
The crisis is not over yet, and everyone who comes now is suspicious. What if the delivery guy is arranged by those people?
"what happened?"
"Just have him leave it at the door, we'll take it ourselves."
"it is good."
The people outside didn't linger; they put down their things and left, probably because they had other orders to fulfill.
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, but it took them almost ten minutes to open the door and bring in the takeout. One order for each of them.
We took apart the chopsticks and prepared to eat.
Mo Cen was a little faster than Liang Yun, but his chopsticks had barely touched the rice.
The clay pot was smashed to pieces all over the floor.
Mo Cen: ...
Liang Yun: …...
"Have a share with me," he had no choice but to say, since it was someone else who ordered the takeout.
"Thank you."
Mo Cen sat down next to him.
This time it was Liang Yun's turn.
He had just put his chopsticks into the bowl.
The clay pot was broken.
Mo Cen: ...
Liang Yun: …...
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“Huanhuan, Liang Yun said that your ghost won’t let them eat.”