awkward

Ye Mu said "hmm", without any ups and downs in his voice, "It's nothing, I'll hang up first."

Chen Mo was silent and didn't reply for a long time.

Ye Mu pursed his lips, "What's wrong?"

Chen Mo's expression was stern, "Then after we meet, how can I determine whether she is suitable?"

Ye Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's time to ask yourself, didn't you have a few girlfriends before, how did you think they were suitable?"

Chen Mo lowered his eyes, his handsome face showed indifference, "There is no standard, as long as you are pretty and have a good figure."

Ye Mu pulled his lower lip, "It's really superficial."

Chen Mo didn't worry, with contempt in his eyes, he said, "It's better than sticking to that scum all day long."

Ye Mu was expressionless, "Yes, that's why I broke up with him, didn't I?"

Chen Mo was arrogant and disdainful, and said with a sneer, "I must have been dumped."

Ye Mu was silent, and after a long time, he slid his Adam's apple and said, "You like exposing people's scars so much?"

Chen Mo also knew that he had passed, so he changed the topic casually, "So, the time and place of the meeting, have you contacted them yet?"

It was past one o'clock in the night, and Ye Mu didn't want to argue with him too much, "It hasn't been decided yet, I'll call tomorrow and ask."

Chen Mo responded, "Well, hang up."

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to reply, he cut off the call directly.

The beeping busy tone came immediately, and Ye Mu also hung up the phone one after another, because he was so sleepy, he didn't even cover him with a quilt, and just nestled next to the child, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

It was winter, and the air conditioner was not turned on in the room, so he woke up from the cold the next morning.

When he got up, Ye Mu had a bad cough and his mind was dizzy, but luckily he didn't have a fever, so he took some medicine and rushed to the company.

Na Song is always a well-known daughter-in-law, and he hurriedly called when he arrived at work.

"Hey, Ye Mu, how is the matter going for me? Will the boy be willing?"

Ye Mu's voice was a little hoarse, he pursed his lips and said, "He agreed, but I don't know when you will be free to make an appointment."

"Haha, I'm free anytime, well, don't wait any longer, let's do it tonight, you book the location, and arrange an atmosphere."

Ye Mu coughed twice, "Tonight, are you in a hurry?"

"No rush, it's settled."

Ye Mu didn't insist either, "Okay, Mr. Song, will you be there too?"

Hearing this, the old man on the other end of the phone began to sigh, "I thought about it too, but my daughter refused to let me go, saying that I was going too seriously and would feel uncomfortable."

Ye Mu replied indifferently: "Is it better to arrange for the two of them to meet alone?" It means that I don't have to go either.

"No, no, you still have to go. After all, someone has to introduce each other. Besides, if you don't go, in the end, if the girl goes home and doesn't say anything, I don't have anyone to reveal the situation."

Ye Mu lowered his eyes, "Well, please give me Miss Song's contact information, and I will confirm the specific matters with her."

"Okay! I'll send you a text message later, and I'll leave everything to you."

Ye Mu said in a low voice, "It should be, Mr. Song, you are being polite."

After hanging up the phone, within a few seconds, a phone number was sent over there.

Ye Mu had a sore throat and didn't feel like talking anymore, so he sent a text message directly to this mobile phone number, and after confirming the time and place with the other party, he didn't bother anymore.

Perhaps because of the cold medicine he took, he was in a state of drowsiness and headache for the whole afternoon, his work efficiency was extremely low, and he was always in a state of sluggishness.

In the end, there was nothing to do, and I could only sleep on my desk when I was tired.

When Chen Mo took the information to find someone to count, he happened to see him slowing down, so he walked over and knocked on his desktop without any scruples, "Hello."

Ye Mu slept lightly, and soon woke up, looking a little unhappy.

Chen Mo frowned, seeing that he was about to get off work, he said directly: "Go home early if you feel uncomfortable, don't be an eyesore here."

Ye Mu rubbed his forehead, raised his hand to give him a note, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have contacted almost the place for last night, and the restaurant has been booked, but that girl can't drive. The address of her company, you can pick her up after get off work."

Chen Mo was a little impatient, and his expression was a little cold, "Isn't her father the president? He has enough money to hire a driver, and I need to make a special trip to pick him up?"

Ye Mu said slowly: "Maybe they want to be alone with you for a while."

Chen Mo also knew that he couldn't escape, so he glanced at him casually, "Then what are you doing, don't you want to be alone."

Ye Mu looked tired, "I'll go to the reserved restaurant to order food first, call me when you arrive, and I will come out to meet you."

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, and said, "Are you sure you can still be a matchmaker in this state?"

Ye Mu said lightly, "If you don't have a fever, you can't die."

Chen Mo glanced at him indifferently, "It's up to you, just don't give me another sudden passout."

Ye Mu didn't seem to want to recall that incident, he frowned and said, "That's an exception."

Chen Mo couldn't resist him, and didn't intend to say more, so he turned back to the office, took the key, and left.

The address on the note was quite far from the company, and it took nearly three quarters of an hour to arrive by car.

From a distance, he saw a thin girl standing at the gate, and when she saw his car, she smiled slightly at him.

If it is correct, it should be Song Jia.

She has changed a lot from before, from short hair to curly long hair, exquisite black turtleneck sweater plus a fluffy mink fur coat, matched with a small skirt, feminine and girly at the same time cute and playful.

Even Chen Mo, who has always been picky about women, has to admit that Song Jia belongs to the top class of beauties.

Skillfully turning the steering wheel, Chen Mo slowly parked the car on her side.

Song Jia was quite a lady, wrapped her small hands in a sweater, carefully opened the car door and sat down in the passenger seat.

"Hello."

She put on her seat belt and said politely.

With an indifferent expression on his face, Chen Mo said "Hum", then started the accelerator and started driving.

Song Jia was a little shy, "I, my name is Song Jia."

Chen Mo stared straight ahead, his profile was deep and handsome, but also a bit sparse, "Chen Mo."

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Song Jia pursed her lips, but didn't dare to say anything more.

After the simple conversation, there was silence in the car.

There was no music or radio, just a man and a woman, and the atmosphere was awkward.

Song Jia looked ahead, and was too embarrassed to speak, and only halfway through the road did she sneak a sideways glance at the man next to her.

Chen Mo is even more handsome than when he was in college. He is wearing a clean white shirt. He is slender and vigorous. His handsome face is between a man and a boy. .

Song Jia couldn't move her eyes for a while, and her face turned pink unknowingly.

Chen Mo noticed her gaze, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He kept his straight posture and drove the car.

During dinner time in the evening, the road was a bit congested, and it took him more than an hour to arrive at the hotel he booked.

Because there was no parking nearby, Chen Mo had no choice but to drive the car into a remote alley.

This year's winter is still quite cold. It doesn't matter if there is an air conditioner in the car.

Chen Mo leaned over and took a black down jacket from the car and put it on, before walking out of the alley with Song Jia.

The cold wind in the middle of the night is still quite strong, and it brings a painful feeling when it blows over the cheeks, and the heat on the body quickly disappears. Trembling.

The two walked side by side, their shadows stretched very long by the street lights, Song Jiaha kept blowing on her frozen purple hands, and after raising her eyes to glance at Chen Mo next to her, she quietly put her hands In the other party's warm clothes pocket.

Chen Mo also felt cold. Just as he was about to put his hands in his pockets, he found that the hands of the girl next to him had already taken up his pockets.

After being silent for a long time, he kept his handsome face indifferent, and said with his thin lips: "Don't you have any pockets?"

Song Jia was slightly startled, seeing that her little thoughts had been punctured, she bit her lip, and retracted her hand in aggrieved manner, and smiled politely to avoid embarrassment.

Chen Mo didn't speak, and walked in front with a blank face. The black coat added a bit of masculinity to him.

Song Jia pouted and walked behind, although she was slightly disappointed, she still looked at him with fascination in her eyes.

After walking about tens of meters, she remembered a few words that her best friend had taught her in advance.

"Song Jia, don't wear too many clothes when the time comes. If it's cold, you can tell that male god that as long as there is a gentleman, he will take off his coat and wear it for you. Although it is a small thing, it also brings your relationship closer. one small step."

She thought it was unnecessary to be hypocritical before, but as she walked, she also felt that what she said was quite right.

After walking a few steps quickly, she trotted to Chen Mo's side, and walked side by side with him again.

In the silence, Song Jia said dryly, "It's so cold, I didn't expect the temperature to drop today."

Chen Mo responded blankly.

Song Jia touched Donghong's nose and tried to speak in a tactful tone, "I seem to wear a little less."

Chen Mo didn't speak, with a pale and serious face on his face, and it took a long time before he replied, "Well, it's a bit small, but fortunately I'm wearing a coat."

The girl's footsteps paused slightly.

This is completely inconsistent with the plot imagined in my mind, okay? ! !

Song Jia couldn't help being discouraged, but she also had no choice but to hang her head down, and followed one step at a time.

Although the distance was not long, it made her feel like she had walked for a long time.

When I entered the restaurant, I was so cold that I almost lost consciousness.

At the door, she saw Ye Mu, the matchmaker her father called.

He is tall and thin, wearing a thin sweater, with a fair and handsome face, and a cool temperament on his body, looking very reliable.

Seeing the two arrived, Ye Mu didn't seem to have any intention of eating with them, "The dishes have been ordered for you, I have to leave beforehand."

Chen Mo frowned, and pulled him back, "Aren't you going to help with the introduction?"

Ye Mu looked helpless, "My mother said that Ye Chun started to make trouble again, I have to pick her up."

Having said that, Chen Mo couldn't stop him anymore.

Ye Mu thanked him, turned away, and walked out, but he couldn't help shivering when he walked out the door.

"Hey!"

Chen Mo suddenly stopped him.

Ye Mu turned his head to glance, and saw that the other party threw a thick black down jacket over.

Chen Mo said unexpectedly, with a deep and magnetic voice, "Wear it, I don't have time to grant you sick leave."

Ye Mu wanted to refuse, but seeing the cold weather, he didn't refuse. He just put it on and called a car to leave.

Song Jia watched him walk away in that black down jacket, and fell silent.