Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

"How about it, are you satisfied with this arrangement?"

J thoughtfully pushed Zhang Mo'er's chair away and asked.

Zhang Mo'er glanced casually, then nodded, "Very good, J has great taste."

When J heard Zhang Moer call him that, his heart itched a little.

"What did you call me? Say it again, I want to hear it."

Zhang Mo'er was puzzled, but she didn't hesitate, and shouted again, "J, what's wrong?"

J said with a smile, "You are really the only person in this world who calls me by my name so beautifully."

Zhang Mo'er felt disgusted, but she still had to endure it.

"Well, it's good that you don't dislike it."

Zhang Mo'er forced a smile.

"It's too late for me to like it, how can I dislike it?"

Zhang Mo'er lowered her head, and didn't intend to pay any attention to J.

Soon, the food came.

Zhang Mo'er was a little surprised, these meals were her usual favorites, and this place actually had them.

Isn't this an island?How can there be fresh vegetables grown on land?

Seeing Zhang Mo'er's surprised eyes, J said, "What's the matter, are you not satisfied with these meals?"

Zhang Mo'er shook her head, "No."

"Then eat quickly."

Zhang Mo'er held onto the chopsticks, hesitating a little.

"Hehe, don't worry, the food is fine. If I wanted to poison you, you would not be here long ago."

Zhang Mo'er looked up at J, and suddenly raised the wine glass in her hand, "I want to drink first, so I would like to toast you."

Then he drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

The man in black next to him immediately helped Zhang Mo'er fill up the wine.

Seeing Zhang Mo'er's sudden move, J burst out laughing.

"You are really a treasure. Since you have done it, I can't show weakness. Come on, I will do it too!"

J drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Zhang Mo'er picked up a piece of green vegetable, it tasted so good, but she couldn't chew it.

"How does it taste? Is it delicious?"

Zhang Moer nodded.

"I really don't understand why you people like eating green vegetables so much. I don't like them at all. If you didn't like them, I wouldn't have these things on my dinner table."

J talked on his own, but Zhang Moer ignored him and ate on his own.

"Why doesn't Mo'er speak?"

When Zhang Moer raised her head, there was still a vegetable stuffed in her mouth.

She swallowed the vegetables slowly, took another sip of the wine, and said, "If you want J to eat vegetables with me, I really feel sorry for you."

J said with a smile, "I'm not wronged, I can eat with Mo'er and do whatever I want."

Zhang Mo'er wiped her mouth after eating, "What else is there to do?"

In fact, she wanted J to take her around so that she could study the terrain here.

But seeing J's lack of interest, she hesitated.

"Mo'er wants to take a walk after dinner?"

J seemed to have guessed what Zhang Moer was thinking, and looked at Zhang Moer meaningfully.

Zhang Moer's heart skipped a beat, and she pretended not to care and asked back, "Could it be that the after-dinner activity arranged by J is just a walk? It's too disappointing."

"Oh? So what does Mo'er want to do?"

Zhang Mo'er thought not to act too hastily, so she said, "I suddenly don't want to do anything now, I'm sleepy, I want to go back and rest."

As he said that, he was about to stand up and leave, J took Zhang Mo'er's hand.

"Mo'er, don't worry, sit down, let's have a good chat."

Zhang Mo'er pulled out her hand a little annoyed, "I said before, I need time, and I don't like others to force me."

J smiled indifferently, "Don't Mo'er want to know the whereabouts of that child?"

Zhang Mo'er's footsteps stopped, and she stared at J.

"where is he?"

"I prefer to sit and talk with other people."

Zhang Mo'er sat down with a sullen face, "Can we talk now?"

J said with a smile, "What does Mo'er want to know?"

"Don't make a fool of yourself, tell me where he is, and where did you get him?"

Zhang Mo'er's eyes were red, and when she thought of the little guy, her heart couldn't help but ache, and she didn't know why.

J smiled and said, "Mo'er really wants to know?"

"Whether you want to say it or not, I'm leaving."

Zhang Mo'er really couldn't hold her breath anymore. If she had pretended to be calm and chatted with J in order to bear the burden of humiliation, but now when it comes to the little guy, she can't bear it at all.

"I remember that little boy was very cute and cute. I have never seen such a cute child. For a moment, I thought it was your child, Mo'er, because you are so beautiful now, Mo'er. Must have been cute when I was a kid."

Zhang Mo'er just listened to J's words quietly, and didn't want to disturb him. She was eager to know the little guy's situation.

J continued to smile and said, "But seeing that the little boy looks nothing like Mo'er, I'm sure he's not Mo'er's child."

"However, what's interesting is that the child talked in his sleep halfway, grabbed your hand, Mo'er, and called her mother. Do you think it's strange?"

"Anyway, I'm quite strange. I can't see this kind of scene the most. You say how irresponsible a person's mother is to let her child fall into such a dangerous situation."

The more J said, the more Zhang Mo'er's heart ached.

"Mo'er also feels distressed, doesn't she?"

Zhang Mo'er turned pale and said nothing.

J continued, "The child held Mo'er tightly by your hand, and he wouldn't let go no matter how hard he pulled it. You said that a child can still hold Mo'er like this in a coma. His feelings for Mo'er you It's really deep, I almost mistake you, Mo'er, for his mother."

"and after?"

Zhang Moer asked tremblingly.

"Later, I thought of myself haha, I actually saw myself in that child when I was a child, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"It was the same when I was a child, holding my mother's hand tightly and not letting go, I begged her not to leave me, but she still shook my hand fiercely, walked away without looking back, and followed that man .”

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell Mo'er, don't you wonder why I hate Shen Rongche so much?"

Hearing this, Zhang Mo'er's heart trembled fiercely, and a nearly crazy idea was violently growing in her mind.

She bit her lip, quietly listening to J tell his story with red eyes.

His eyes were full of hatred, and endless hatred surrounded him without leaving a single gap. His whole life was born for hatred.

"Hehe, that man is Shen Rongche's father, Shen Ying, who took away my mother and made me an unwanted child!"

J roared excitedly, Zhang Mo'er sat quietly on the spot, quietly watching the crazy J.

There was already a fierce wave in her heart, it turned out to be like this, but she felt that it seemed to be more than that.