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

Dessert was lemon yogurt ice.

The dense yogurt ice melts in the mouth.

Cool, sweet and sour.

But Sheng Mumu's mood was not cool at all.

Stared unbearably by the burning gaze of the man in front of him.

Qi Mo's eyes were full of emotions that could not be seen through, and he looked at her without blinking.

Sheng Mumu thought secretly.

More than once.

He always seemed to have something to say.

Sheng Mumu couldn't tell what it was like.

Simply do not distinguish.

Following Qi Mo's words, he said in a natural tone:

"Yes, I think so too. It's a small matter to eat, but I actually have something important to tell you about my appointment with you today."

Qi Mo's eyes tightened, and the brows raised slightly: "What is it?"

Sheng Mumu smiled brilliantly, "Can I pay you back the money I owe you later?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that the shoulders of the man opposite him seemed to be heaving.

Qi Mo pinched the bridge of his nose, only to feel a sudden throbbing pain in his temple.

"Is that what you said, the important thing?"

Sheng Mumu smiled and nodded.

Qi Mo was silent.

After a long while, the corners of his lips finally curved in a helpless arc, and his voice was deep and gentle:

"can."

Go back to Xiyu Yueting's car.

Sheng Mumu found that Qi Mo's air pressure was a little low.

He kept looking out the window, not knowing what to think.

She thought for a while, patted his arm, smiled on her face, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Today doesn't count."

Rolls-Royce driving in the dimly lit tunnel.

Half of Qi Mo's face was sunk in the shadows, his voice was as dim as the light:

"Nothing counts."

Sheng Mumu: "Today's meal can't be counted as my invitation. Another day, I will formally invite you to have dinner together, okay?"

When they came out of the private room just now, two rows of employees stood neatly and watched them leave, skipping the payment link directly.

The money she was ready to spend today was not spent.

Should find a chance to make up.

The tunnel is very short.

The Rolls-Royce exits the tunnel.

The street lamp suddenly shone in the man's deep and dark pupils.

Fragments of light, deep and moving.

A ray of joy is slowly rising.

The driver Xiao Wang held the steering wheel without saying a word.

I saw the boss's expression in the rearview mirror.

He couldn't hear what they said, but he saw it clearly, and couldn't help showing surprise.

It is clear that Boss Qi still looked gloomy just now, but his wife just said a few words, and Boss Qi actually laughed.

I didn't expect Mr. Qi to be so easy to coax.

really.

Softness overcomes rigidity.

Even Mr. Qi can't escape this rule.

……

When we returned to Xiyu Yueting, it was almost nine o'clock.

Qi Shaobai heard the sound coming from the door, and squeezed the things in his hands tighter.

Then, as if wanting to let his father and stepmother know that he existed, he cleared his throat twice.

"Cough-cough-"

Sheng Mumu changed her shoes and came in, and found Qi Shaobai.

He neither watched TV nor played on his mobile phone, just sat on the sofa.

Sheng Mumu suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

When she was young, every time she made a mistake, she would be like Qi Shaobai now.

Waiting obediently until the parents come back, not daring to do anything.

Did this kid do something wrong?

Qi Mo followed Sheng Mumu into the living room, and handed the thin coat to Butler Zhang.

When his eyes swept over Qi Shaobai, his brows furrowed slightly.

Either way, only men know men best.

He just took a quick glance from the corner of his eye, and read something wrong from Qi Shaobai's eyes.

Qi Shaobai's appearance at this moment is very similar to that of a group subordinate who wants to be praised after completing a large project, but is too embarrassed to take the initiative to ask for credit.

Sheng Mumu said in doubt:

"Why are you sitting here stupidly? Finished your homework?"

Qi Shaobai was waiting for her words!

"Well, it's done." He lazily stood up, shook the test paper in his hand a few times, and said in a foul tone: "Today's monthly test results are out, do you want to take a look?"

Hearing this, Sheng Mumu walked two steps faster, poked her head to look at the test paper, "Let me take a look."

Chinese, Mathematics, and Comprehensive Science performed steadily.

Until I saw the English paper.

A touch of joy slowly appeared on Sheng Mumu's bright and fair face, and she sighed in surprise:

"You passed, 29 points higher than last time!"

Qi Shaobai put his hands in his pockets, lifted his chin, with restrained pride on his face, and said slightly at the end: "En."

Sheng Mumu took the English test paper away with a smile, held it up to the mature man behind him, and unfolded:

"Look, Qi Shaobai, a scumbag in English, made progress in the exam."

Qi Mo's eyes were gentle, and his eyes slowly moved away from her smiling pupils, and turned around the test paper.

Next to Qi Shaobai's name, the red number is particularly obvious:

91.

The black pupils tightened suddenly, no longer gentle.

After an increase of 29 points, it was only 91.

Qi Shaobai didn't look at his father.

But all the attention was on Dad's side, with a heart hanging in the air.

Qi Mo turned his head and looked over:

"You only got 62 points in the test last time?"

Qi Shaobai pursed his lips into a line and nodded slowly.

It was hard to tell from Dad's calm face whether he wanted to praise him or scold him.

After all, for senior high school students who are about to take the college entrance examination, the full score of 150 points, 91 points in the test, and passing the line are really not worth showing off.

Qi Mo's jaw tensed for a moment, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Sheng Mumu's happy face, and the brows gradually eased, "Well, at least I passed."

Then, his eyes fell completely on Sheng Mumu.

"You teach well."

Sheng Mumu is not modest, "That's natural."

The eyes of father and son meet again.

Each had their own thoughts, but neither spoke to each other.

Qi Shaobai looked innocent and cautious.

Inner os: 29 points, 29 points is not a small number.

Qi Mo was deep in thought, his eyebrows slowly furrowed.

He remembered that his sister Gu Wan had always had excellent grades.

But Qi Shaobai...

Sheng Mumu looked at the awkward look of their father and son, and was anxious in his heart.

Qi Mo, oh Qi Mo, will you die if you boast, or what?

Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, hold your father's hand in circles when you're happy, don't you think it's cool if you don't talk?

Sheng Mumu looked at Lao Qi and then at Xiao Qi.

When she was about to speak, seeing Qi Mo seemed to have figured something out, his eyes softened.

The chilly aura around him eased down, and he said to Qi Shaobai:

"I've made a lot of progress this time, keep working hard."

There is affirmation in the tone.

Although it is very reluctantly sure.

That's for sure.

Qi Shaobai froze, his face did not change, but it was as if a bunch of fireworks exploded in his heart.

Did he hear it right?

Dad is praising him?

The boy lowered his eyes to restrain his excitement, not wanting to look too much like a kid.

The lips that were originally pursed into a straight line were not turned up.

Respond in a short but firm tone: "Well, I will work hard."

Sheng Mumu smiled lovingly.

Yep.

That's how it should be.

Positive motivation yyds.

……

After the cold-faced father went upstairs, Qi Shaobai completely relaxed.

Like a different person, he instantly changed from a docile puppy to a proud kitten.

Brag to Sheng Mumu:

"Master, I am the one who improved the most in a single subject in the class, isn't it amazing?"

Sheng Mumu: ...

She didn't want to hit him, the big progress was due to the low start.

Adhering to the principle that cats have to be touched by their fur, he encouraged him according to his words:

"Excellent, I have to give you something as a reward for your progress in the monthly exam."

Qi Shaobai froze for a moment when he heard the word 'gift'.

Crossing hands, sternly rejecting:

"Xin Ling, I don't need the gift, I'm afraid."

The real test she sent last time hasn't been finished yet.

I don't want to think about it.

Sheng Mumu tapped her chin with her fingers, thinking as she went upstairs.

Respond casually:

"Hey, why are you being polite to me?"

Qi Shaobai: ………? ? ? ?

No.

Who is polite to you.

How do you understand it?