Chapter 88 He Will Cover

Huo Qi Chen didn't say anything. He suddenly realized that she was trying her best to keep this job, like a weed with extremely strong vitality.

After an unknown amount of time, the sofa beside Jian Mo sank, and Huo Qichen sat down. He examined her design drawings and asked, "How many more are there?"

Jian Mo said, "Almost there."

Huo Qichen stopped talking and leaned back on the sofa. After seeing the whole situation clearly, he asked, "School district housing?"

Jian Mo laughed in disbelief, "Don't you know what kind of project you've invested so much money on?"

Huo Qi Chen really didn't know, because his original intention was to use it for practice.

At this moment, the owner of the training hand seemed unhappy.

"Take your time. If it's too late, I'll find a way to delay the day." Huo Qichen said in a deep voice, playing with the cigarette box in his hand, a little absent-minded.

Jian Mo paused typing on the keyboard and turned to look into his misty eyes. "Are you covering for me?"

"So what if I have to cover the loss?"

His answer was so frank and honest that it left people speechless.

Jian Mo was silent for a moment, and a smile quietly spread across her lips. She used to think that Huo Qichen, who was so cold and indifferent, would not have much emotion, but in fact, the way he treated people was too understated, as if it was a subtle and silent way of moistening things.

As long as you feel it, it will be hard for the seedling in your heart not to sprout and grow.

Jian Mo did not force herself. When she was almost done, she leaned aside and fell asleep. She only woke up the next morning when Xu Ming came to check on her.

There was no figure beside him, Huo Qichen had already left.

She didn't know when she put on a jacket. The suit was of good quality and it belonged to Huo Qichen.

Xu Ming and the nurse finished examining Jian's father. The caregiver came in and Jian Mo packed up her things and prepared to go to work.

"Xiaomo." Xu Ming called her.

Jian Mo turned around. She didn't know why, but ever since Huo Qichen said Xu Ming liked her, her mood towards him just didn't seem right.

"Brother Ming."

Xu Ming pursed his lower lips. The rising sun outside the window shone on him, feeling very warm and gentle.

"I've been thinking about it all night. Your husband is no ordinary person. He has the ability to manage the entire floor's spies. His methods are not bad. Please be careful and call me if you are in danger."

Jian Mo was stunned. After thinking about it, it made sense. Huo Qichen didn't show up often, so it was normal that Xu Ming didn't know his background. But it was not dangerous... really.

She forced a smile, "Brother Ming, I know you care about me, but he won't hurt me, don't worry."

Xu Ming frowned, hesitating to speak. "You seem to know him very well?"

"I can't say I understand. Think about it, we each get what we want. Of course, he won't hurt me."

Xu Ming still had concerns, "Xiao Mo, when your father wakes up, will you divorce him?"

Seeing him like this, Jian Mo started to associate it more with what Huo Qichen said.

Does he really like himself?

"Brother Ming, I'm going to be late. I'll leave first and come back in the evening." She pointed at the time in panic, then ran out of the corridor.

Xu Ming stared at her stumbling back in a daze.

Jian Mo ran downstairs and was shocked to find Huo Qichen's car was still there, and Xiao Liu was also there. He said respectfully: "Madam, the master asked me to take you to the company."

Jian Mo was surprised, "Where is he?"

"The gentleman left first in another car and specifically asked me to stay."

Time was almost running out, so Jian Mo didn't act pretentiously and got into the car directly.

Along the way, she kept thinking about what Xu Ming said: If her father wakes up, will she divorce him?

If it was at the beginning, Jian Mo felt that she would definitely divorce and escape from Huo Qichen, but now, the two of them were too entangled, and it seemed that it was not just a matter of divorce or not.

Tomorrow is the meeting day. Jian Mo carefully reviewed the design drawings today. When it was time to get off work, she immediately packed up and prepared to go to the hospital.

Xiao Chen called out to her, "Why are you in such a hurry? Are you done with the project?"

Jian Mo slammed the computer into her bag, her brows and eyes tired. "It's almost time. My dad was in emergency treatment last night, and the doctor said we have to find a way to wake him up quickly, so I have to go to the hospital today."

The entire design department knew that Jian Mo's father was a vegetable. Upon hearing this, they sighed and someone interrupted, "Why don't you let your husband take care of him? Can you handle working overtime like you do?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Mo shuddered with fear. How could she have the courage to let Huo Qichen take care of her?

Xiao Chen also agreed, "Yes, tomorrow is the meeting day, you should be more cautious, it's not a big deal to let your husband take over for a day."

Jian Mo was speechless, "He...he..."

Xiao Chen lowered his voice and opened his mouth, "What? Is it inconvenient?"

It's so inconvenient! Jian Mo pulled her lips, "He... didn't I tell you, his own health is not good, forget it, I'll work harder."

After saying that, she walked towards the elevator with a guilty conscience.

There were comments behind them, "Tsk tsk, what a pity! Jian Mo is not bad looking, but she chose to marry a man like this. She will suffer a lot in the future."

At this moment, Song Ke came back from outside and bumped into Jian Mo. She looked at him with a strange look in her eyes, "Are you done?"

Jian Mo had a headache and her voice was tired. "Thanks to Director Song, it's done."

Song Ke sneered and raised an eyebrow. "You'd better make sure everything goes well. Not only will the leaders be attending tomorrow's meeting, but government officials will also be there to monitor it. Don't embarrass the design department."

Jian Mo withdrew her gaze, too lazy to argue with her, and walked straight past her and left.

Song Ke looked at her back, almost gritting her teeth, feeling a little nervous. She would never let Jian Mo take the position!

Huo Qichen did not go to the hospital with Jian Mo today. He left Xiao Liu to her so that she could travel freely.

Although he didn't say anything, she already felt some care from him.

To be cautious, Xiao Liu drove the car a distance away from the Huo family, and Jian Mo walked there to avoid attracting attention.

"Brother Liu, is your husband busy today?"

Xiao Liu looked up and said, "It seems that he has a social engagement today, so he should be very busy. Madam, please don't blame him."

Jian Mo laughed, "You call it that quite smoothly."

There are so many people and so many people calling out, she might really think she is Mrs. Huo's.

It’s better not to think about such delusions.

Jian Mo stayed in the ward to take care of Jian's father. Mingyuan's Ju Ma brought some clean clothes and some food.

"Madam, this is old hen soup with ginseng. We stewed it all afternoon. Drink it while it's hot. It will nourish your body."

Jian Mo took the small bowl and tasted it. It was indeed sweet. "Excellent craftsmanship."

Mother Ju smiled kindly, "My husband specifically told me to deliver it on time and not let you go hungry."

Hearing this, Jian Mo's tongue felt hot, "Did he instruct me?"