Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"No." Mo Yimo's thoughts were brought back to reality by the question.

He calmly shifted his gaze to Xu Ziyu's face, and smiled politely: "As expected of Xu's hotel, the dishes are so exquisite from presentation to taste."

Cheng Moxun raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

From beginning to end, this guy only tasted the two closest vegetarian dishes!

A refreshing seasonal vegetable platter with cabbage as the main ingredient, and tender egg dumplings topped with tomato puree.

The taste of these two dishes is good, but compared with other dishes on the table, the taste is still a bit bland; besides, these are the two most common dishes, right?
Is this when no one else sees him eating!
"That's good." Xu Ziyu smiled lightly: "It's just that I haven't seen Mr. Mo move his chopsticks very much, so I thought it was my cook who gave birth."

Mo Yimo looked at the plate in front of Xu Ziyu...it was almost as clean as his own plate.

He responded with a smile and explained in an unhurried manner: "Recently, it's a special period, so I'm a little picky about my diet. President Xu doesn't need to worry about it."

Xu Ziyu's eyebrows moved, and he asked casually, "Special period?"

"There will be a month in each quarter, and the diet is light, and no alcohol or meat." Mo Yimo replied naturally: "The status is special, so there are many things that need to be paid more attention to."

Practice like a master of Taoism...

Cheng Moxun secretly marveled in her heart, and at the same time understood why Mo Yimo only ate the two most light dishes.

She turned her head to face Xu Ziyu, and when the other party turned her gaze to her, she quickly asked with her mouth: "Is this not good?"

Not to mention the relationship between Mo Yimo and Ruan Ruan, just considering the current situation... Mo Yimo is a guest!

It was Xu Jia who invited Uncle Tao!
Inviting someone to dinner, dare you only have a plate of cabbage and a few egg dumplings to eat?
Xu Ziyu's expression didn't seem to care.

Well, in fact he really didn't care.

Because in his heart, Mo Yimo is the one who forcibly follows Cheng Moxun, Mo Yimo is the one who tries to flirt with Cheng Moxun, and Mo Yimo is the one who makes Ruan Ruan stare at him...

In general, Mo Yimo's dissatisfaction with eating is also his own trouble.

But when asked by Cheng Moxun, he also realized that it was really unreasonable to treat guests like this.

After all, he is also the president and executor of a large group and family, so it would be shabby and out of place to entertain people like this.

He quickly raised his hand to find a waiter, and ordered a serving of all the signature vegetarian dishes.

During the period, I didn't forget to turn my head and ask Cheng Moxun if he needed more food.

Seeing the number of dishes on the table, it will soon surpass the dinner in the room yesterday.

The answer Cheng Moxun gave was that he shook his head vigorously.

Mo Yimo didn't seem to express his opinion on this.

But after the waiter left, he politely thanked Xu Ziyu.

After all, this lunch saves a lot of nitpicking trouble.

"That, Mr. Mo..." Cheng Moxun called out.

Mo Yimo put the egg dumplings on his own plate, then raised his head lightly, showing a smile: "You don't need to be so polite, just call me Yimo."

"..." Inexplicably, Cheng Moxun felt goose bumps all over his body.

Displeasure flashed across Xu Ziyu's eyes, he quietly took a piece of beef brisket and stuffed it into his mouth, quietly waiting for the next conversation.

"Hey, that, I just want to ask..." Cheng Moxun decided to avoid addressing this question as much as possible, so he directly cut to the point: "How much do you know about Uncle Tao's whereabouts?"

"Very little." Mo Yimo looked at her calmly, with a smile that was not a smile: "But they are all very important clues."

"Really? That's great!" Better than nothing!Cheng Moxun breathed a sigh of relief: "If you need help, please don't hesitate."

Xu Ziyu, who had just swallowed the beef brisket, raised his eyebrows at this moment.

This woman is so simple, how dare she give such a promise to other men at will?
Moreover, is it a psychic with inestimable danger?

Xu Ziyu didn't allow it, Cheng Moxun just made such an inexplicable promise.

He cleared his throat slightly, and said as if to add: "Yes, whenever there is a need, just speak as much as possible."

Promise is something that is hard to take back once it is said; but it is quite different to turn the single object of acceptance into two people.

"Oh?" Although it seemed to be a casual response, but looking at Mo Yimo's expression, it was more like a non-obvious repeated confirmation.

His gaze swept across Xu Ziyu's face, then Cheng Mo Xun's face, and finally lowered his head and chuckled, and said quietly: "This is really the best."

Both Xu Ziyu and Cheng Moxun heard what he said, but they didn't understand why.

The phone rings.

The three people present were stunned for a moment, and then Mo Yimo and Cheng Moxun all turned their attention to Xu Ziyu.

Xu Ziyu fumbled for the phone, and when he saw the word "Xu Jia" displayed on the screen, the dangerous light in his eyes burst out uncontrollably.

"Uh, you..." Cheng Moxun didn't know why, but Xu Ziyu's expression suddenly became scary, she swallowed her saliva, and poked Xu Ziyu's arm: "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

"I'll go out for a while." Xu Ziyu said to her with a smile, then stood up, gave Mo Yimo a warning look, and then walked towards the exit of the self-service area with the phone in hand.

Xu Jia left Mo Yimo to him, and he hadn't had time to settle the score yet.

Mo Yimo ate his food calmly, occasionally raised his head to meet Cheng Moxun's probing eyes, and only smiled faintly.

Cheng Moxun secretly scolded himself for being too careless after being bumped into him for the nth time to observe him secretly.

Although he was studying Mo Yimo's identity in his mind, but staring at him like this...would it be interesting for him to be misunderstood?

After all, Mo Yimo is still a good-looking young man, there are usually no girls who are indifferent to his appearance, right?

Cheng Moxun thought of this and vetoed it fiercely.

After all, she is also a girl, but she is indeed not very interested in Mo Yimo's appearance.

Maybe, it's because Xu Ziyu's handsomeness has been seen for too long, but he feels that other things are not eye-catching enough?

And...she has seen two versions of Xu Ziyu...

Whether it's gentle, elegant and spotless, or aloof and arrogant, rich and noble in the world; Cheng Moxun clearly understands that other men in the world can't arouse her distracting thoughts.

"Miss Cheng." Mo Yimo suddenly called out to her.

Cheng Moxun suddenly recovered from his thoughts, and raised his eyes from the dishes on the table: "Huh?"

Seeing the astonishment on her face, Mo Yimo chuckled without a trace: "What are you thinking, so preoccupied?"

The tone is very soft, and the eyes are full of tenderness.

Cheng Moxun blinked, thinking that he had heard or read wrongly!

In the heavy rain yesterday, the person with a cold and distant attitude is this one in front of you?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend." Mo Yimo smiled, and poked the vegetables on the plate with his chopsticks: "I'm just curious."

curious?What are you curious about?
"It's okay." Cheng Moxun smiled politely, and moved his eyes to Mo Yimo's plate... Uh, why do you keep poking at that cabbage?

"I've always wanted to ask you a question." Mo Yimo didn't look up, his tone was light and natural, and he didn't notice anything unusual.

"Excuse me." Cheng Moxun didn't understand why it was so rude to ask questions?

"How did you come back from the dead before?" Mo Yimo asked.

At this time, a waiter brought the newly ordered dishes to the table.

Cheng Moxun was stunned, looking at Mo Yimo across a table from the busy waiter, not knowing how to answer.

Until the waiter looked at her strangely, and then left quickly.

Only then did she recover, and smiled unnaturally: "There is no resurrection from the dead, it's just me being willful and losing my temper..."

"Miss Cheng may have forgotten." Mo Yimo said lightly, "What is my job?"

Cheng Moxun froze, she hadn't forgotten this, but when encountering a similar situation, her first reaction was always to deny it.

"So you don't need to hide anything from me." Mo Yimo glanced at the dishes that had just been served, and then at Cheng Moxun: "Mr. Xu Jia has already told me something."

Xu Jia?

A big exclamation mark lit up in Cheng Moxun's heart.

What is this for?Xu Jia not only wanted to find Uncle Tao, but also wanted to discover some secrets about her?
She just finds it troublesome to explain, and she doesn't have to hide it!
Why do you have to find someone to ask?If Xu Jia came to ask by himself, it would be fine!

Thinking of this, Cheng Moxun helplessly glanced at the entrance and exit of the self-service area in the distance.

Xu Ziyu went out to make a phone call, but he hasn't come back yet...

"If there is something that bothers you..." Mo Yimo smiled warmly: "You can bring it up, and I will do my best to help."

"Uh, not bothering..." Cheng Moxun felt his mind was in chaos.

In fact, there were too many things that troubled her, and she couldn't explain it clearly in a few words.

Right now, what she most wants to get cleared is Uncle Tao's whereabouts.

"Are you asking the detailed clues of Mr. Tao's disappearance?" Mo Yimo seemed a little surprised, then smiled softly: "Miss Cheng, have you ever been to a casino?"

"Ah?" Cheng Moxun didn't expect that he would mention a term that seemed completely unrelated: "Casino?"

"It seems that you haven't been there?" Mo Yimo smiled confidently, and his eyes had a strange light: "There are five famous underground casinos in this city, have you heard of them?"

Cheng Moxun shook his head blankly, feeling as if he was suddenly drawn into an unimaginable story.

The casino... She has only seen it in movies so far.

"It seems that Miss Cheng really rarely comes to City C." Mo Yimo raised his eyebrows, showing a regretful expression.