You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

"How did you know?"

The man's voice carried a trembling power, and Qu Hui put his hand on the corner of the table to sort out his flustered and excited emotions.

"It doesn't matter how I know. The important thing is that I never told anyone. I never thought of threatening you with this. I just want you to know that I really understand you."

Qi Mo frowned, showing his disgust.

Qu Hui didn't realize it, and continued:

"Your current wife shouldn't know about that, right? If she knew, would she understand you?"

Suddenly, Qi Mo's eyes narrowed dangerously, his jaw slowly tensed, and a sharp edge burst out in his gaze towards Qu Hui.

Qu Hui: "She only loves your money, and I am willing to accompany you to take care of Qi Shaobai growing up, and I will treat him like my own son."

"That's enough." Qi Mo's voice was calm, but he couldn't hide the aura of rain coming.

Qu Hui fell silent for a moment, holding the corner of the table with trembling fingertips.

Seeing the man's dark face, he felt a cold breath sweeping over him, a sense of suffocation oppressed his throat, and he couldn't speak a word.

The next second, I heard his low voice reminding me.

"It's not up to you to judge what kind of person she is, and it's not up to outsiders to talk about me."

……

*

Sheng Mumu still didn't treat Qi Shaobai to a big meal.

The reason is very simple, how could Qi Mo be left behind for the trip of the three of them.

They returned to the villa with their front feet, and it was raining outside with their back feet.

When Sheng Mumu went up to the second floor, he saw Qi Mo standing on the balcony lost in thought.

The rain drifted in and wet his shoulders, but he didn't notice it, and he still stood still, as if he was frozen there.

Sheng Mumu poked his head out from the side, "Going to eat? Qi Shaobai said he wants to eat hot pot."

Her eyes were clear and sparkling like waves.

Qi Mo's brows moved slightly, and he responded warmly: "Okay."

When the three of them finished eating the hot pot and came back, it was almost ten o'clock.

According to the routine of these two days, Qi Mo left the master bedroom tacitly, leaving her a space to take a bath alone.

Sheng Mumu sank into the bubble bath ball in the bathtub, and after a while, dense bubbles rose from the surface of the water.

She lay down comfortably.

Take a deep breath.

Think back to the harvest of going out for a day today.

According to the survey, less than half of the flower shops outside the rich areas of Shen City have flower shops, and most of them are beauty salons, small supermarkets and boutiques.

From a day's investigation of the situation, Shen City is quite suitable as the second stop of Yueji Greenhouse's expansion plan.

Next, you need to go back and find a professional market research agency to collect the shopping habits, preferences and other information of the people here.

Next, is the location.

For flower suppliers, you can use the ones you have contacted before, and for transportation and flower arrangement packaging, you can choose one of the business cards you want today.

As for the decoration and publicity, you can go through the procedures in Beijing again.

Sheng Mumu was planning while flicking the bubbles on the water.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the black clouds squeezed the already dark night sky.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning lit up the rainy night, followed by a roar.

It was at this moment that the lights in the room suddenly went out.

Sheng Mumu's eyes fell into darkness.

"what--"

She subconsciously called out.

She has always been afraid of lightning, but if there is a light, she can bear it. The dark environment in front of her doubles her fear.

Qi Mo heard the movement in the next room, went to the door, knocked on the door twice, and asked:

"Are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, due to a power outage, the electric door of the room opened with a slight push, and a response came from inside the door:

"I'm fine, it's just...there's no light and I can't find my bathrobe."

Qi Mo was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Shall I bring it to you?"

Sheng Mumu hesitated.

She has no clothes on, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he called suddenly after he came in?

But it's not a problem to keep soaking like this.

The phone is not nearby and cannot be lit.

If you don't respond all the time, it will seem like you are doubting Qi Mo's character.

After thinking about it, she finally responded by relying on the sense of trust accumulated during this time together:

"Okay, come in."

There was a "hmm" sound from outside the door.

In the darkness, the door was slowly pushed open.

There was the soft sound of slippers stepping on the wool carpet.

Sheng Mumu couldn't see Qi Mo, but he could vaguely recognize his position by his voice.

Soon, he found the bathrobe and handed it to her.

After receiving the clean bathrobe, Sheng Mumu stood up from the bathtub.

There was a sound of splashing water.

The man turned his back to the direction of the bathtub, and when he heard the sound, he tilted his head in the opposite direction uncomfortably.

Sheng Mumu quickly fastened the bathrobe.

Outside the window, with the sound of dull thunder, the rain became heavier and heavier.

Suddenly a bolt of lightning struck down, and the sky was lit up with a strong white light.

Then there was a huge roar, as if it wanted to cut off the sky.

The roar made her let out a soft cry, subconsciously wanting to cover her ears.

In panic, a voice came:

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

The man's mellow and gentle voice pierced the air, and it was very clear in the suddenly quiet environment. She could even hear his very low cough at the end of his words.

Immediately afterwards, the wrists were grasped by a pair of big hands, and the man's callused fingertips gently whirled on the back of her hand a few times, as if to comfort her.

When the lightning illuminated the sky outside the window, she vaguely saw the man's tough and neat silhouette.

There was a faint clear breath lingering in the nasal cavity, which belonged to him.

In the dark, the senses were magnified. I don't know if it was an illusion. Sheng Mumu felt that the temperature of the hands holding his wrist was getting hotter and hotter.

It was as if a vine was climbing up her body along her hands, and a sense of security enveloped her.

"Why is there a sudden power outage?"

To avoid embarrassment, she said suddenly.

Qi Mo's voice was close at hand, "The high voltage generated by lightning may affect the electrical facilities on the ground and cause a power outage."

Before she could continue to say something, Qi Mo said again:

"Are you afraid of thunder?"

Sheng Mumu's wrist was held, and the heat spread inch by inch, and he unconsciously spoke faster.

"It's not scary, it's just that I feel a little flustered when I hear it suddenly."

"I see you laughing every day, and I thought you were not afraid of anything." Qi Mo's voice was low, and it seemed that there was a hint of a smile.

Sheng Mumu joked: "How could it be? Of course I would be afraid, but compared with thunder and rain, I am most afraid of not having money. Compared with not having money, other things are small problems."

After finishing speaking, she heard Qi Mo let out a muffled laugh, which was deep and sweet.

Just then, the lights in the room came on.

The eyes of the two were caught off guard to avoid colliding.

The man happened to be standing under a beam of warm and soft overhead light, with an intoxicating smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at her with slightly downcast eyes.

The shirt outlined his slender and well-proportioned figure, and she observed that three of his shirt buttons were rarely unbuttoned.

The mixture of abstinence and astringency made his handsome face like a banished fairy even more attractive and eye-catching.

Sheng Mumu was stunned by the sudden light, and was amazed by the handsomeness in front of him, so he blinked blankly.

The man's eyes are not as cold as in the past, with a kind of unmodified aggressiveness, staring straight at the person in front of him.

The indoor air is filled with a touch of humidity.

She was wearing a white bathrobe, with long wet hair hanging behind her, revealing a slender and beautiful shoulder and neck line.

When she just came out of the bath, her face was glowing with a light pink, and her clear eyes were also stained with moisture.

Just standing quietly, there is a unique sense of charm.

The fragrance of rose bath essential oil lingers between the two.

Both light and thick, people can not be ignored.

Sheng Mumu was burned by his eyes, and he withdrew his hand belatedly.

"Calling."

"En." Qi Mo's throat rolled slightly, and he clearly felt the soft part of his heart tighten for a moment. His clear and low voice was a little hoarse, and he suddenly asked, "Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

Sheng Mumu: "Huh?"

"If there is no arrangement tomorrow, accompany me to a place."

……

at that time.

Qi Shaobai was sleeping soundly with his earphones plugged in.

I was not affected by the sudden rainstorm at all, and I didn't even know that there was a power outage.

He never expected that when he got up the next day, he was the only one left in the villa.

"Is anyone here?"

He stood in the empty and luxurious living room on the first floor and shouted at the top of his voice.

The only answer to him was silence.