Han Chen's brows were deep, he was burning with anger, his eyes were red, and he stared at Zhou Mo closely.

Zhou Mo remained unmoved. He glanced at Han Chen with a pair of cold eyes, looking at him provocatively.

She calmly unbuckled her seat belt and raised her hand to press the central door lock button.

Han Chen grabbed her hand and held it tightly in his palm.

Su Jing's hand was grabbed tightly by someone, and Zhou Mo felt as if all his bones were crushed by Han Chen.

"Let go!" Zhou Mo wanted to shake off.

Han Chen refused and used more force.

Zhou Mo wanted to break free in pain and took a deep breath.

Han Chen frowned, "You won't give in even if it hurts?"

"I don't accept it!" Zhou Mo glared at him fiercely, then lowered his head and bit Han Chen's wrist in revenge.

Han Chen frowned in pain and let go of Zhou Mo in an instant, leaving a row of red, swollen, clear and deep teeth marks on the outside of his wrist.

"Are you born in the year of the dog?"

"Yes, it's yours." Zhou Mo showed no mercy in his words.

He quickly raised his hand and pressed the unlock button, then pushed open the door and got out.

Han Chen rolled down the car window and said, "Don't go. I'll take you home."

Zhou Mo turned around, glared at him angrily, and without saying a word, raised his hand to stop a taxi and got in.

The taxi driver asked, "Ma'am, where are you going?"

Zhou Mo originally wanted to talk about "Yuan Shang Ju" where his parents lived.

But thinking about the last time Han Chen blocked her at her destination, Zhou Mo chose to go back to "Binjiang Yali" where she lived.

That night.

After taking a shower, Zhou Mo curled up on the sofa and watched a horror movie.

Liu Xiangru called suddenly.

Zhou Mo picked up the phone and asked, "Have you finished watching the opera?"

"I've finished watching it," Liu Xiangru heard Zhou Mo was not in high spirits, "Why didn't you go home?"

"I have things to do tomorrow and need to get up early," Zhou Mo said casually.

"Han Chen sent you back, right?"

"No, I took a taxi myself."

"Ah?" Liu Xiangru was slightly surprised. "How could that be? Did he have something urgent to do?"

"Yeah." Zhou Mo didn't want to reveal the details, for fear that it would only lead Liu Xiangru to think even worse.

"That's what being a doctor is like. The working hours are unstable..."

"Mom, are you done? I'm very tired and I have to get up early tomorrow."

Liu Xiangru felt sorry for Zhou Mo, "Okay, go to bed early."

Zhou Mo hung up the phone and threw it casually on the sofa. She took off the hair dryer cap and went to the bathroom to blow dry her hair.

After the washing machine finished washing the clothes, music started playing. Zhou Mo took out the clothes and went to the balcony to hang them up.

At first she didn't look out the window. It was not until she lowered the clothesline and hung clothes on it that Zhou Mo noticed the blue-black BMW parked downstairs.

Someone was lazily leaning against the car, smoking a cigarette.

Noticing the figure on the balcony, he took a light puff of his cigarette, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked straight upstairs.

This was the first time Zhou Mo saw Han Chen smoking.

You know, in everyone's eyes, Han Chen is an excellent student. He has no bad habits and is not rebellious. He is more exemplary than a robot.

For Han Chen, smoking is basically equivalent to an "impossible event" in probability theory.

The moment Zhou Mo met Han Chen's eyes, she felt flustered for a second, and then became upset.

Thinking of the hurtful and insulting words he had said before, Zhou Mo gritted his teeth in hatred and slammed the curtains shut.

Directly block the view of people outside the window.

But closing the curtains did not wake Zhou Mo up, instead she became confused.

What does Han Chen mean?

He made her angry and said such sad words, and now he goes downstairs of her house to "pretend to be affectionate".

Is it contradictory or not?

Although... Zhou Mo had to admit that Han Chen looked really handsome when he was leaning against the car and smoking just now.

This is Zhou Mo, who can always look at problems in a "dialectical" way.

Han Chen is Han Chen, and Han Chen's face is Han Chen's face. People and faces are different.

Especially after Han Chen changed his hairstyle, his hormones emanated from him as if they were free.

Zhou Mo was nervous, not knowing whether she, a face lover, could resist it.

But she had already made a solemn vow, and the pride in her heart forced her not to let Han Chen off so easily...

Zhou Mo thought about it and decided to deal with the lawyer's matter first.

***

It was difficult to finish Shen Qingyi's project.

One day, Shen Qingyi suddenly sent a message, asking Zhou Mo to check some information overnight and make a PPT to briefly introduce the similarities and differences between real-world research and clinical research.

It was obviously a popular science lecture.

Zhou Mo had made a similar PPT courseware for Shen Qingyi before, which could be used directly.

It didn't take much effort to get it done.

After sending it to Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qingyi sent another verbal message.

"Well, tomorrow you and I will go to the First Hospital of Dongda University. Dean Yao of the First Hospital of Dongda University has a big project, and this is what he will talk about at the meeting. By the way, you can talk about it then."

After hearing this, Zhou Mo's mind was full of questions.

Shen Qingyi sent another message, "Tomorrow the people below will give the lectures. It would be inappropriate for me to give the lecture in our group."

The implication is that the others are all his subordinates, and it would be against the rules and would be embarrassing for the boss to speak up.

Zhou Mo despised these strange rules, but he had no choice but to follow these implicit rules.

As long as you are still in this system.

Zhou Mo never fights a battle without preparation, so he wrote the speech according to the PPT and practiced it over and over again.

After all the trouble, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

Only then did Zhou Mo close the computer.

I thought it was just a small project cooperation exchange meeting, but I didn’t expect it to be such a big event.

The mahogany double doors of the large conference room on the first floor were wide open.

There are two rows of giant flower baskets at the entrance, and outside the flower baskets are a dozen display boards, which are all displays of some participating experts.

When Zhou Mo followed Shen Qingyi into the venue, he couldn't help but wonder if Shen Qingyi was on these display boards.

In the end, she didn't find Shen Qingyi, but found someone she really didn't want to see.

Han Chen.

The photo shows him before he changed his hairstyle. He has fine bangs on his forehead, and the rest of his hair is broken up. His sideburns are not higher than his ears, and his hair is fluffy but neat and tidy.

He was wearing a slim-fitting white coat with the emblem of the First College of Southeast University visible on his chest. He wore a blue and white shirt underneath with a dark tie.

He looks fresh and handsome, and stands out among the elderly experts.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Qingyi found that Zhou Mo behind him did not keep up.

Following Zhou Mo's gaze, Shen Qingyi discovered something. "He's a good-looking guy. He's from the orthopedics department. I know the director. How about I ask him for you later?"

Zhou Mo was a little embarrassed. She put away her unnaturalness and said in a fake tone, "It's not that good-looking either."

Shen Qingyi frowned, carefully looked at Han Chen's photo, and looked at Zhou Mo in confusion, "Isn't this good-looking? You young people have strange tastes these days. Isn't this much better looking than Yu Yizhou?"

“…”

"Watch less variety shows and TV dramas. The screens these days are full of weird things, and don't let them distort your aesthetic taste."

The implication is that it's not that Han Chen isn't handsome, it's that Zhou Mo's aesthetic taste is poor.