Chapter 2165

The visitor looked at the chef and Guo Tong, looked at Qin Yu again, and smiled.

"Okay, then don't scare Miss Qin, call Mo Xian and let him come back. The old man is still waiting for Miss Qin to come over for tea."

The chef looked at Guo Tong in embarrassment.

Guo Tong did not hesitate and took out his mobile phone.

People who come to go inside and sit down are as casual as if they came to their own home.

He sighed:

"It's amazing. The old man gave Mo Xian this way. I hope Mo Xian won't let him down. If he doesn't do well, the old man will take it back."

The chef smiled and said nothing:

"Are you hungry, can I make you something to eat?"

"No need."

Guo Tong's movements were fast, and Mo Xian's movements were not slow either.

Less than ten minutes.

He has already reached the courtyard.

The roar of the car is no less than the momentum of the helicopter.

Mo Xian walked in, with frost on his face:

"Uncle Lou, I came here so suddenly and didn't say hello. The reception was not good."

Uncle Lou smiled and stood up, both with hypocritical politeness on their faces:

"Mo Xian, don't be polite, I'll just say it straight, the old man wants to invite Miss Qin for tea, and it's less than a month away, you suddenly take the person away, and you don't even say hello to the old man, right? unacceptable?"

There was a cold chill between Mo Xian's eyebrows, but the corners of his mouth curved:

"How dare you ignore the old man? I saw Qin Yu returned to her own house and thought that the old man was tired of playing, so I brought people here on my own initiative. How can I alarm the old man for such a trivial matter?"

Uncle Lou laughed:

"Miss Qin is so homesick that our old man asked her to go back and have a look. You take people away without even asking. Isn't this just a misunderstanding?

Well, I'll take Miss Qin back, and when the one-month deadline is up, you can pick her up again. "

Mo Xian's eyes sank slightly, and his face became stiff:

"I'm afraid not, it's not very convenient. Miss Qin promised to play here for a few days. She's just here, and she hasn't enjoyed herself yet..."

Uncle Lou shook his head, looking at Mo Xian with a bit of warning:

"Mo Xian, don't forget, who gave you your present day?"

Mo Xian's eyes were cold and gloomy, and he replied word by word:

"Never forget."

The chef coughed aside:

"Why don't you ask Miss Qin herself what she wants? If Miss Qin herself is not willing, the old man can't force others to be difficult. It's spread out that the brothers know, and everyone's faces are not good-looking."

Uncle Lou paused meaningfully, looked at Qin Yu, and raised his eyebrows:

"Miss Qin, are you willing to have tea with the old man? Look, the old man has fulfilled your wish last time, and he will not disappoint you this time."

Qin Yu blinked.

Mo Xian looked at her nervously, breathing slightly dignified.

Qin Yu pursed her lips.

There was a long silence in the air.

She knew that what she said was not worth it, but it was just to give face.

She said she can go?

Not to mention that there is only one person from the old man, she can't leave if she wants to!

The trust that has just been established cannot be destroyed in one fell swoop!

She twitched the corners of her mouth and looked at the uncle Lou:

"Thank you old man for your kindness, but I want to play here for a few days and don't want to go back to China."

Uncle Lou was slightly taken aback.

He narrowed his eyes.

Mo Xian chuckled lightly, and as if he stretched out a sigh of relief, he walked over and put Qin Yu in his arms:

"Uncle Lou, do you hear clearly?"

Uncle Lou paused, glanced at Qin Yu meaningfully, said nothing, nodded, turned around and left.

Until the helicopter on the tarmac in the yard left.

The chef was still in disbelief.

"Uncle Lou just left? Why did he leave so easily?"

Mo Xian was also a little surprised, quietly looking at the direction the helicopter was leaving.

Until the helicopter became a small black spot and gradually disappeared into the air.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu tilted her head and looked outside, then sat back listlessly.

Seeing this, Mo Xian chuckled lightly.

It's he who thinks too much.

Maybe the old man just wanted people to come and beat him, he wouldn't really treat a woman special.

He sat over, his voice was gentle, but the sharpness in his eyes did not converge:

"Frightened? You should know that person, right?"

Qin Yu paused, "I know."

"That……"

What else he wanted to say was interrupted by Qin Yu:

"If you want me to find out about the old man, you should have asked me to follow him just now."

In a word, Mo Xian's face changed slightly.

In the end, it all turned into a sigh:

"Looking at your temper, I didn't say anything, how could I let you do such a thing?"

Finally, he looked at the chef:

"What about the dessert you made?"

The chef was stunned: "It's still baking!"

Mo Xian loosened his neckline, restrained the chill on his face, and gently coaxed her:

"Okay, don't be angry anymore, I'll take you out for a walk in the afternoon?"

"Do you have a deal this afternoon?"

He was stunned: "Do you want to trade?"

Qin Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked away:

"I'm just curious how you guys trade. After all, I haven't seen it before, and the TV series are all fictional."

She was naive, but it was normal.

Mo Xian smiled and touched her head, unable to hide his love for her:

"It's better to go to those occasions less often. The cooperation will naturally go smoothly. If the negotiation breaks down, it will be your life and death. It's too dangerous. You can just wait for me at home."

Qin Yu blinked: "Then can't you find someone who can cooperate smoothly and let me follow you to learn more?"

Mo Xian paused, loosened a button on his neck, and smiled helplessly:

"Okay, when the time is right, I'll take you to see it."

It seemed to be just a casual perfunctory word to her.

Qin Yu pursed her lips.

Did not continue to ask.

The more you ask, the more likely you will be exposed.

She didn't dare to look at Guo Tong, for fear that Mo Xian would notice something wrong.

The chef went to the kitchen and brought out the dessert, which was the baked egg tart.

"Come, have a taste, this is my craft, Miss Qin's recipe."

Mo Xian, who didn't like sweets at first, heard that Qin Yu was also involved.

Clearly a little bit mentally.

He took one, took a bite, and nodded:

"Yes, it really tastes better than what the chef made before."

Chef: "Boss, you don't have to be so obvious, I'm still standing here!"

Qin Yu couldn't help laughing.

Seeing her happy, Mo Xian's heart also relaxed.

The atmosphere is rare good.

Uncle Lou returned to the country.

The old man watched him come back empty-handed, with no one behind him.

He narrowed his eyes, the anger on his face unconcealed:

"What about people!"

Uncle Lou looked terrified and shook his head:

"Master, we are raising tigers."

The old man reached out and threw his favorite purple sand cup over, and the priceless cup instantly fell into pieces:

"Damn, I don't care if he is a wolf or a tiger. If he dares to touch me, he will die!"

It was quiet and cold outside.

No one has ever seen the old man who always hides a knife in a smile, and really shows his emotions.