The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"How far is the nearest Chinese restaurant from here?"

Chinese Restaurant?
Demi froze for a moment, quickly swallowed the food in her mouth, blinked her eyes and looked at him. At this time, she needed a little time to think carefully before she could give an answer.

"There is a shopping mall five kilometers away, and there should be some restaurants there."

"Would you like to go over and have a taste?"

After speaking, without giving Demi a chance to think about it, he grabbed her and walked over there.

Along the way, Demi kept persuading him, "Master Mo, it's already late, and there's no one outside now, it's not safe for us to go out, and there might be nothing to eat."

"Didn't you say that there is a street behind that shopping mall, and there are many oriental people gathered there." Mo Chengan didn't give her a chance to resist, and directly stuffed people into the car.

When he left, there were still eyes from the servant's room behind him looking at him.

In the narrow window, several people were staring at them.

"Demi seduced Master Mo again!" Julian looked into the distance, his eyes were cold and sharp.

"We don't dare to say it casually, maybe it's Young Master Mo who has taken a fancy to Demi himself."

Julian glanced over coldly, "That's impossible! I went to take care of Young Master Mo before, and he never even looked at me once. How could he fall in love with Demi instead?"

"Not always."

"That's right. After all, Demi has an oriental appearance. Maybe Master Mo just doesn't like us."

This analysis makes sense.

Julian's expression changed, but he still looked at them uncomfortably.

"Young Master Mo is the proud son of heaven, don't you know? He is the object that even the Earl wants to curry favor with. It would be too shameful if he fell in love with a servant."

The identities of the two are very different.

Even in modern society, it still pays attention to these.

The others looked at each other and quickly understood, "Indeed. It is said that although Ms. Nana likes Young Master Mo very much, she doesn't dare to pursue him openly, because she is afraid that others will say that she is overconfident."

"Even Miss Nana feels that she is not good enough, Demi is probably just a whim."

"Tell Miss Nana tomorrow, and I will know." Julian watched the car drive away, closed the window heavily as if venting his anger, and returned to his bed, but his face was full of resentment.

That's right.

They are of low status, even if they don't like it, but Demi is protected by Master Mo, so no one dares to criticize her.

But Miss Nana was different.

Nana Glens is notoriously small-minded and short-tempered!

……

Demi sat in the passenger seat, looking at the castle fading away behind her, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Why, unhappy?"

She shook her head, and it took a long time before she finally looked away from the rearview mirror and looked at Mo Chengan quietly, "Actually, it's not the first time Master Mo has come to Dimak, you should know that the terroir on our side The people's mood is very different from yours, there is no night market at ten o'clock in the evening."

"There is no dedicated street here. Even if it opens a little later, it will be at most nine or ten o'clock in the evening..."

Demi sighed softly, looking at the pitch-black sky on both sides, except for the street lamps, there was no one around.

She couldn't help feeling a little hesitant.

I haven't left the castle for more than a year, but I came out twice today, so I should be very happy.

But at this moment, Demi didn't have any smile on her face.

She knew better than anyone else what kind of punishment she would be punished if such a situation happened again and again.

"Are you scared?" When he was a little confused, a deep voice suddenly came from the side.

After a little distance, Demi turned around and saw the handsome face under the street lamp that flickered on and off.

The tall nose bridge and well-proportioned facial features make him look like he was always sculpted with the golden ratio in his paintings.

Demi shook her head subconsciously.

After a while, he nodded again.

Immediately, he lowered his head, his voice full of mourning.