Chapter 346 We can try to go a step further

This person is not easy to offend, and his childhood friend who is the richest man is even more difficult to offend, which means that Cui Xiao is also not easy to offend.

However, in a sense, Cui Xiao was a very important connection for him.

He would want to worship an employee like that.

That Pete deserved it.

Cui Xiao stared at her phone screen. Zhou Mubin was the first contact in her address book. She wanted to ask him what President Hou had said, but after thinking it over, she decided against it.

Whether you ask or not, it won't change anything.

She put down her phone and prepared to go to the terrace to enjoy the evening breeze. Just as she was about to get up, a message from Mo Ziqian popped up on her screen.

Are you off work yet?

Mo Ziqian was busy, and so was she. Although they had confirmed their relationship, they were more like two unfamiliar online friends. Including today, they hadn't contacted each other for three days.

Cui Xiao's fingertip hovered over the screen for two seconds before slowly typing.

Just finished working and I'm going to go to the terrace for some fresh air.

The message was successfully sent, and Cui Xiao got up and went to the terrace.

The phone was silent for half a minute, and Cui Xiao even thought the conversation would end like it had been before, but then the screen lit up.

I just finished work and I'm downstairs at your place. Want to meet up?

Cui Xiao subconsciously stopped in her tracks and turned to walk towards the window.

The living room curtains weren't drawn, so Cui Xiao stood by the window and looked down. Sure enough, she saw that familiar figure leaning against the lamppost, wearing a dark gray suit and carrying a white paper bag.

It is indeed Mo Ziqian himself.

The slowly brightening streetlights cast long shadows. Mo Ziqian looked down at his phone, his fingers unconsciously stroking the handle of the paper bag, as if waiting for a message from her.

Immediately, Cui Xiao dialed the phone.

"What made you decide to come over today?"

A soft laugh came from the other end of the phone, along with the rustling of the wind through the receiver. "I haven't seen you for several days. I was afraid you'd forgotten about your boyfriend."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and looked up at the window, "I just passed by your favorite dessert shop and bought some taro Basque. It's still warm."

Cui Xiao smiled and said, "For the sake of the taro Basque, I have to go downstairs to see Mr. Mo."

One of his jokes made Mo Ziqian laugh.

After that, Cui Xiao hung up the phone, casually put on a pink dress, and went out.

The moment she opened the apartment door, Mo Ziqian handed her the paper bag and jokingly said, "Good evening, Ms. Cui."

A milky scent wafted by in the evening breeze. Cui Xiao took the paper bag, her fingertips touching his hand, and she inexplicably felt it burning hot.

She quickly withdrew her hand. "Um, have you finished eating?"

Cui Xiao felt a little embarrassed, so she asked a casual question.

Mo Ziqian put his hands in his pockets, a half-smile on his face, and said, "I just came from the courthouse."

That's true, they just got off work and probably haven't had dinner yet.

Cui Xiao was so embarrassed by her own stupid question that she almost cried. Then she heard Mo Ziqian say, "I wonder if Miss Cui would do me the honor of cooking for me?"

Cui Xiao hurriedly replied, "Of course."

Mo Ziqian smiled.

The warm yellow light in the elevator cast somewhat blurry shadows of the two people.

Cui Xiao's fingertips still retained the warmth of the moment when she almost touched his sleeve. They hung slightly curled at her sides as she looked at the constantly changing floor numbers.

Mo Ziqian's hands remained in his suit trouser pockets, his profile appearing exceptionally soft in the light and shadow. The ambiguous smile he had given earlier had faded somewhat, and he only occasionally glanced at her reddened ear tips out of the corner of his eye. He didn't speak again, but the silence in the air was tinged with an indescribable meaning.

As I stepped out of the elevator and opened the door, the motion-sensor light in the entryway turned on, filling the small space with warm light.

Cui Xiao said, "Please sit wherever you like. I'll go check what's in the refrigerator."

After saying that, Cui Xiao hurriedly went to the kitchen.

They were all adults. Inviting a man to their home for dinner seemed like a natural progression, and Cui Xiao understood what was about to happen.

Her mind was in turmoil, and her brows furrowed slightly.

After a while, Cui Xiao opened the refrigerator, which contained fresh vegetables she had bought a few days ago, a steak, and some frozen shrimp.

She took a deep breath, rolled up her sleeves, and got to work.

As the water gushed as she washed the vegetables, Cui Xiao could vaguely hear slight noises coming from the living room, probably Mo Ziqian looking around her apartment.

A pure white blanket was draped over the sofa, a half-finished book sat on the coffee table, and several thriving green plants hung on the balcony—everywhere was a testament to life.

Mo Ziqian looked at what was in front of him and seemed to be able to picture the scene of her doing these things.

A slight smile played on his lips as he turned and walked toward the kitchen. "Need any help?"

As she was cutting potatoes, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her. Cui Xiao's heart tightened. "No need, no need, it'll be ready soon."

Mo Ziqian leaned against the kitchen door frame, his arms crossed, and quietly watched her work. The focus in his eyes slowed her movements.

"Looks like I'm in for a treat today."

In less than half an hour, the two dishes and soup were served.

The steak was pan-fried to a perfect crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, the shrimp and scrambled eggs were incredibly flavorful, and there was also a steaming bowl of tomato and egg soup.

Mo Ziqian sat across from him, picked up his chopsticks, took a bite, and his eyes lit up slightly. "I knew you were capable at work, but I didn't expect you to be such a good cook. Have I struck gold?"

Cui Xiao was a little embarrassed by the praise, "If it's delicious, eat more."

She had already eaten dinner, but she ate a few bites while keeping him company.

During the meal, the two would occasionally chat, mostly him asking questions and her answering. He spoke casually about the case he handled at court that day, but his satisfaction was undeniable.

Cui Xiao only talked about work and didn't mention Pete at all. For some reason, Cui Xiao just felt that there was no need to talk to him about it.

The warm yellow light shone on the food, creating a cozy atmosphere. Occasionally, when their eyes met, Cui Xiao would hurriedly look away. She could feel Mo Ziqian's gaze on her, which carried a slightly burning temperature.

After the meal, Cui Xiao cleared the dishes, but Mo Ziqian insisted on washing them instead.

"You're already tired enough from cooking, I'll do the washing."

Without saying a word, he put the dishes into the sink, rolled up his suit sleeves, revealing his well-defined forearms.

Cui Xiao glanced at it from the side, and soon after, she turned around and went back to the living room.

A moment later, Mo Ziqian finished washing the dishes and came out of the kitchen.

He walked up to Cui Xiao, leaned down slightly, and looked at her intently, his breath carrying the faint scent of tobacco, bringing him even closer to her.

She held her head high, her eyes revealing panic.

Mo Ziqian's voice was lower than usual, with a touch of magnetism, "You've worked hard today, the food was delicious, and I'm very happy..."

He hesitated, pursed his lips, his Adam's apple bobbing, and then said, "Cui Xiao, I think we can try to take it a step further."

Mo Ziqian's words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly throwing Cui Xiao into a panic.