"Arvin, I'm so sorry! I don't want to quarrel with you, but I want to know your location so that I can take care of you. " Xiang Tian quickly apologized and explained to Mo Wenting.

"I appreciate your kindness. I don't need your care tonight. You'd better listen to my advice and go home early to have a rest. We'll still be friends tomorrow. Otherwise, if the quarrel continues, even ordinary friends won't have to do it. " When Mo Wenting heard the words of apology to heaven, her heart softened and her tone became relaxed.

But her words obviously contained a more serious warning than just now, and could not tolerate further entanglement to the sky.

Xiang Tian was helpless, so he didn't dare to ask Mo Wenting who she stayed in, so he had to promise Mo Wenting: "OK, I'll go home first. See you tomorrow! "

Mo Wenting said "en" coldly and hung up the phone first.

Zhang Zeming happened to come in at this time. Mo Wenting really suspected that he had been eavesdropping on his phone outside the door just now.

When Zhang Zeming asked her, it was also related to the phone call just now: "baby, did you quarrel with President Zhan just now?"

It was obvious that he had heard Mo Wenting, otherwise he could not have made such an accurate guess.

"Well, he was in a good mood, which made me angry. He quarreled on the phone, but it's normal for couples to quarrel. You don't have to think it's strange." Mo Wenting answered Zhang Zeming lightly.

"Hey, baby, don't lie to me. I'm sure the phone call just now was not from President Zhan. " Zhang Zeming smiled cunningly and exposed Mo Wenting's lies.

This made Mo Wenting feel particularly surprised and angry. It turned out that Zhang Zeming was just trying to set her up. He didn't really care about her and ask her in good faith.

Just for Zhang Zeming's sake of being so considerate and taking care of herself today, it's inconvenient for Mo Wenting to get angry with him. She just frowned a little and threatened him: "just answered the phone and had a quarrel. Now it's your turn to quarrel with Miss Ben, isn't it?"

"No! Baby, I never want to quarrel with you. " Zhang Zeming quickly waved his hand and answered Mo Wenting: "since you don't want to say, I won't ask."

Seeing that Zhang Zeming was so knowledgeable, Mo Wenting stopped arguing with him.

However, in order to punish Zhang Zeming a little, she asked the man to cut another fruit for herself so that she could eat another fruit before going to bed for beauty.

Of course, Zhang Zeming will not refuse Mo Wenting's request. He also promised happily and happily to serve Mo Wenting.

Under Zhang Zeming's considerate care, when Mo Wenting woke up early the next morning, she felt that her left foot had completely recovered as flexible as before, and she could no longer feel the trace of love injury.

She happily put on her hate sky high, and felt that she was a healthy and beautiful woman, not the injured person who needed to be taken care of yesterday.

Mo Wenting had planned to go out for breakfast with Zhang Zeming. After that, she should go back to work. Unexpectedly, Zhang Zeming seemed to change his magic and brought out a plate of rich cakes and milk from the kitchen, which was obviously specially prepared for her breakfast.

"Baby, I got up early this morning to make it for you. Can you taste it?" Zhang Zeming tells Mo Wenting happily.

When Mo Wenting saw that the breakfast made by Zhang Zeming was what she liked to eat, she couldn't help feeling happy and ate happily.

"It tastes really good. It's delicious." Mo Wenting affirmed Zhang Zeming's labor achievements.

After getting the consent of the beauty, Zhang Zeming was relieved and happily ate with Mo Wenting.

"Ze ming, I didn't expect you, the rich second generation, to cook breakfast in the kitchen. I thought you even went into the kitchen." While eating, Mo Wenting smiled and praised Zhang Zeming.

"I can not only cook breakfast, but also cook." Zhang Zeming smiled proudly and told Mo Wenting.

"If I have a chance, I must come to your house again to try your cooking skills." Mo Wenting expressed her wishes to Zhang Zeming with expectation.

"I'm very welcome!" Zhang Zeming immediately said happily to Mo Wenting and couldn't wait to invite the beauty: "it's better to hit the sun than pick the day. Come back with me after work today, and I'll cook dinner for you, okay? "

"It depends. If I'm free tonight, I'll come." Mo Wenting doesn't want to rush to promise Zhang Zeming that she won't have to go back on her temporary business after the evening.

"Well, just give me a letter ten minutes before work." Zhang Zeming reluctantly prompts Mo Wenting.

After breakfast, Mo Wenting went to work in Zhang Zeming's car.

Because she already knew Zhang Zeming's identity as a rich second generation, she looked at him more with admiration when she saw that the young man was so motivated, strictly abided by the company's commuting discipline and had a strong sense of time.

Unconsciously, she suddenly realized that she liked Zhang Zeming more than ever before, but when it comes to love, there is obviously some distance.

She is a woman who clearly distinguishes love from love. She will never confuse the concepts of the two. She will also let her know what kind of distance she must maintain with what kind of man.

When she arrived at the company, Mo Wenting went straight into her office and saw Xiang Tian standing at the door waiting for her early.

Although knowing that her office was unlocked, Xiang Tian still dared not break in without permission before she arrived, so as not to inadvertently annoy her.

As soon as she saw Xiang Tian, Mo Wenting said directly, "if you come to me for the company's business, you can talk to me in the office now, but if you're for personal business, wait until after work."

"Arvin, what if it's half public and half private? Should I say? " Xiang Tian asked Mo Wenting with a sly smile.

This suddenly aroused Mo Wenting's curiosity: "what else is half public and half private? Don't lie to me. "

"Of course not." Xiang Tian still answered Mo Wenting with a smile.

"Then tell me." Mo Wenting was more and more curious, so she allowed to say it to heaven.

However, Xiang Tian thought it was very convenient for them to stand at the door of the office and talk like this, so he asked Mo Wenting: "in order to avoid leaking secrets, you'd better let me go into the office and talk."

"Then come in." Mo Wenting no longer hesitated. As soon as she opened the door of the office, she walked in with xiangtian.