Rebirth of the Little Military Wife

Tao Yuhao pursed his lips and looked at him with a look of wanting to cry: "How dare I think of you..."

With her mother's attitude of hating wealthy families so much, she would rather get sick than accept Jing Moyan's treatment of her.

"Don't dare to think of me?" Jing Moyan sneered: "I'm so scary?"

He's scary at all, and he's handsome, powerful and charismatic!

"We are not in the same world. Besides, you are the high-ranking president, so what if I think of you? How do I know that when I ask you to borrow money, will you lend it to me? Help Lin Ting to double launder and get three One hundred thousand is not bad, but I don’t know how many times I have to hang Wia and perform many tricks and shoot many maids to earn the three hundred thousand. I just sat on the stage and talked a lot to the reporters, that’s all. I just got this money easily. As for those who chased and beat me, it’s a phenomenon that only happens when the heat is so hot now, and after a while the heat will disappear, who still remembers me?” Tao Yuhao thought for a while, and then said in an awe-inspiring manner.

Jing Moyan ignored the other words, but he heard the opening sentence clearly.

He slightly raised the corners of his **** and perfect lips, and outlined a faint smile: "Aren't we in the same world?"

Tao Yuhao knew what he wanted to do as soon as he heard it: "I just used an exaggerated statement to describe the big gap between us."

"Is there anything I need to do?"

Tao Yuhao's eyes lit up: "Your sister is very good at surgery?"

"Well, but it's more difficult to make an appointment for her to have an operation."

"She doesn't see a doctor?"

"I only receive ten patients a week, and only perform three surgeries a month."

"It's so dragging? Why do you have to arrange it like this? Time can wait, but patients can't. Some seriously ill patients die within a month."

"Yimin Hospital is not the only specialist."

"..."

"I made an appointment for my sister's surgery. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Tao Yuhao thought for a while, then shook his head: "Not anymore."

In the end, she sighed sadly, "As long as my mother can recover."

Jing Moyan was half lying on the imperial concubine's couch.

He was tall, with slender legs, and handsome. Tao Yuhao felt that he was very evil when lying half-lying like this, and he was emitting male hormones all over his body.

Except for Zhang Xiaozhang, it was the first time Tao Yuhao was alone in a room with a man, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

And this man is still lying in front of her, she...

I had no choice but to look up and look around, this suite is really luxurious, decorated like a luxury hardcover commercial house, the living room is so big, there are three rooms, there is a kitchen, a big balcony...

It was the first time Tao Yuhao appeared in such a luxurious hotel.

Unknowingly it was noon, and Tao Yuhao felt hungry. She pouted and looked at Jing Moyan, who was taking a nap with his eyes closed, "Mr. Mo, are you asleep?"

Her voice was very thin, and she was really afraid that if he fell asleep, speaking loudly would disturb him.

"No." Jing Moyan opened his eyes, his eyes were narrow and dark, he squinted slightly and looked at her like a wolf: "Go home?"

"Yeah." Maybe he needs his help to send her out of the hotel.

Jing Moyan sat up and looked at the watch on his wrist: "Eat first."

"Are there any ingredients? I'll cook it." Tao Yuhao stood up.

"No."

Tao Yuhao sat down.

Seeing her like this, Jing Moyan found it funny.

He reached for the landline on the coffee table and dialed a number.

A pleasant voice sounded: "The third package."

Just said four words and hung up.

Tao Yuhao asked in bewilderment, "Is there a data plan?"

Jing Moyan glanced at her coolly.

When the so-called third set meal appeared in front of him, Tao Yuhao was amazed.

She felt that poverty limited her imagination. The third package was not a traffic package, but a hotel menu. This package contained many dishes, soups, desserts, fruits.

Looking at the dazzling array of dishes, Tao Yuhao thought of "Manchu Banquet".

Although there are not as many dishes as the Manhan Banquet, the table is full of dishes, which is amazing.

Sauce chicken, roasted duck, steamed lamb, catfish in black bean sauce, steamed fish sticks in vinegar, imperial concubine chicken wings, pork ribs with taro paste, big lobster, and abalone.

"So many?" Tao Yuhao's eyes widened.

"Eat as much as you can," Jing Moyan said.

"You usually order like this?" If he is alone, he always orders the third set and the fourth set. Can you finish it? Can't finish it, what a waste.

"No." Jing Moyan pulled a chair and sat down, "I usually live in a hotel, so I just order what I like."

"These..." Tao Yuhao also sat down.

"I don't know what you like to eat, order the whole set meal. You try everything."

"Can I take it away if I can't finish eating?" After speaking, Tao Yu smiled sheepishly.

"Yes." Jing Moyan gentlemanly pushed a soup to her.

Tao Yuhao: "Thank you."

"I'll take you home after dinner. If you don't want to go home, you can stay here."

Tao Yuhao blushed slightly, and shook his head again and again: "Go home, go home and be with my mother."

She is not used to sharing a room with a man who is familiar but not very familiar, or who is unfamiliar but known, even though this set of clients has three rooms...

Jing Moyan's penetrating eyes saw through her at a glance, and her nervous appearance made him afraid that he would eat her.

Jing Moyan glanced at her with great interest, stopped talking, and began to drink the soup gracefully.

He eats some vegetables.

"Why don't you eat meat?" He looked so strong, so he must have a lot of appetite.

Jing Moyan raised his eyes and glanced at her: "If you are sick, you should not eat too much meat."

Mommy told him that he should eat nutritious clear soup when he was sick.

His soup is nutritious and the vegetables are light enough.

Tao Yuhao listened, and looked at him with concern and worry: "Are you sick? What's wrong? Have you taken any medicine?"

Because of Tao Duoduo, she is very sensitive to the word sick now.

"high fever."

Tao Yuhao looked at him.

Jing Moyan also looked at her: "I have taken the medicine, the fever has subsided, but I am still very weak."

"Oh..." Weak? She couldn't tell, his complexion was normal, his eyes were bright, he didn't look weak like this, I believe a lion could beat him to the ground.

But he said weak, she couldn't say "you don't look like a weak person".

It is not suitable to eat meat, so why order so many dishes?

If she ordered it specially for her, she had to tell him, "Young Master Mo, next time you treat me to dinner, you don't need to order so much. I'm not picky about food. A bowl of plain noodles can satisfy me. You don't need to order so much, too much." So grand."

After finishing speaking, I realized something was wrong after I realized it.

She raised her head and looked at Jing Moyan, only to see him drinking the soup gracefully with his head down.

"Yeah." He responded.

This sound inexplicably made Tao Yuhao tremble.

She also knew something was wrong with what she said, she was so shameless, she took the initiative to ask someone to invite her to dinner...

But he thought it was normal, so he agreed to her calmly.