Han Chen originally wanted to study aircraft propulsion engineering, which was definitely easier than studying medicine.

Zhou Mo thought so and then fell asleep.

weekend.

Liu Xiangru called and asked Zhou Mo to go home, saying that she would prepare something delicious in the evening.

Zhou Mo was very excited. "What good thing happened to you today? Why are you in such a good mood?"

"I have to be in a good mood to make delicious food, right? Ever since you were little, have I ever made delicious food for you?"

Zhou Mo couldn't argue, "Okay, okay, you cook delicacies from land and sea every day."

Liu Xiangru then got back to the point, "It's your Aunt Liang. Her old colleague got a free-range rooster from the countryside. The meat is said to be very good and suitable for stir-frying. She brought it over for us to try."

"Aunt Liang is here too?" Zhou Mo asked.

"No, how could your Aunt Liang be here? She's still resting in the sanatorium." Liu Xiangru added, "The rooster was sent by Han Chen."

Zhou Moxin was suddenly shocked, "He is in our house?"

"No, he just left after putting his things down. I asked him to stay for dinner, but he said he had a shift."

Zhou Mo breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll go back now."

After packing up simply, Zhou Mo went out.

Just about to take the elevator downstairs.

The door of the elevator going up opened, and when Zhou Mo saw the person appearing in the elevator, his relaxed and happy face instantly became serious and solemn.

"What are you doing here again?" Zhou Mo asked.

Yu Yizhou limped out of the elevator, supporting himself with a crutch in one hand. "What else can I do? Of course, I'm here to ask you for money."

Zhou Mo didn't want to pay attention to him. Seeing the elevator door closing, Zhou Mo reached out to press the elevator button, but Yu Yizhou stopped her and said, "Don't leave!"

Zhou Mo pushed him away, distanced himself from him, and wiped the place where Yu Yizhou had touched him with disgust, "Just talk, don't touch me."

Yu Yizhou glared at him, "Now that you have that Han guy backing you up, you look down on me and start to dislike me, right? We used to hold hands, why didn't you dislike me then?"

Zhou Mo glared at him angrily, "You're sick."

As he said this, he was about to press the elevator button.

Yu Yizhou stepped forward and tried to stop Zhou Mo from pressing the button.

Zhou Mo shook off his entanglement, "Get out of the way! If you do this again, I will call the police!"

Yu Yizhou smiled proudly, "Call the police? Go ahead! If you want your dad to go to jail sooner, call the police now."

Zhou Mo couldn't stand it any longer, so he picked up the phone and called the police directly.

Yu Yizhou didn't expect Zhou Mo to not feel threatened at all. Before the call was connected, he snatched Zhou Mo's phone and hung up, "Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid that your dad will come in?"

Zhou Mo snatched the phone back from his hand, took out the alcohol wipes from her bag, and wiped the phone and her hands completely. "I'm not afraid of my dad going in, I'm afraid you can't get in."

Yu Yizhou became even more furious when he saw how resistant Zhou Mo was to his touch and even used alcohol wipes to wipe off the traces of his touch.

He saw Zhou Mo's disgust, which was like a thorn that pricked his eyes and hurt them.

"I've been dating for two months, but you won't even let me touch your hand. Does it seem like you've been disliking me?"

Zhou Mo retorted angrily: "Yes, I just dislike you!"

"Where's Han Chen?"

Zhou Mo's face was cold. "What does Han Chen's situation have to do with you?"

"We just broke up, and you're already with that Han Chen. There must be something fishy going on," Yu Yizhou said, his face flushed with anger. "I'm afraid you two were involved while we were still dating? And you said it was your first love? I think you and him just rekindled an old flame, and he's the third party! We've been dating for three or four months, and what about you? You won't let me hold your hand, kiss you, or even touch you. What else do you have to say?"

"I think you're disgusting!" Zhou Mo was furious. "You tricked me into buying a foreclosed house, and you tricked me into thinking you bought the house you rented. I didn't expose you right then and there, which was already very kind of you. Now you come to my house and act like a jerk again? Ha, Yu Yizhou, don't you just want money? I'm telling you, you don't have any money, but you do have your life!"

"You!" Yu Yizhou was furious and pointed at Zhou Mo's nose. "Just wait, I'll find someone and lock your dad up in a minute!"

"Go, go now. If you don't go, I'll take you there." Zhou Mo was unwilling to be outdone.

Yu Yizhou's eyes dimmed, revealing his cunning and sinister nature. He threatened, "Our family has strong connections all over Dongjiang. Don't regret it when the time comes!"

"I regret taking your last name!" Zhou Mo was born with a rebellious nature, and the thing he feared most in his life was being threatened.

"Okay, Zhou Mo, just wait for me!" Seeing that Zhou Mo refused to accept his toast, Yu Yizhou turned around and walked into the elevator with a heart full of anger.

Zhou Mo waited until he left before she took the next ride.

When he entered the house, Zhou Mo looked extremely unhappy.

Liu Xiangru greeted Zhou Mo with a smile, but when she saw Zhou Mo's irritable and depressed expression, her smile quickly disappeared. "What's wrong, Momo? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No," Zhou Mo returned home and couldn't help wanting to throw away her weapons. She hugged Liu Xiangru's neck and sought comfort and peace in her arms. "It's that Yu Yizhou. He came to me for money again."

"Ah?" Liu Xiangru pushed Zhou Mo away. "He still won't give up? You...why don't you give up the house and come back to live here? Your father is at home, so he doesn't dare to come. If you think it's too far, ask your father to pick him up and drop him off every day. He has nothing to do at home anyway."

"Don't bother me," Zhou Mo said, "My dad finally stopped working and his health has almost recovered. I won't bother him anymore."

"You kid," Liu Xiangru took Zhou Mo's hand and gently held it in her palm.

Zhou Zheng came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and holding a spatula. "What did you say about bothering me or not? The range hood is too loud, I couldn't hear clearly."

Liu Xiangru was about to say something when Zhou Mo stopped her, "Nothing."

Seeing Zhou Zheng dressed like a typical househusband, Zhou Mo leaned over and asked, "Why is it your turn to cook?"

Zhou Zheng: "Your Aunt Liang said that the rooster should be stir-fried with lots of chili peppers. Your mother has rhinitis, wouldn't she be uncomfortable smelling so much chili peppers?"

Zhou Mo compromised, "Okay, you guys are showing off your love again. You have always been true love, and I have always been an accident in the family."

Zhou Zheng glanced at Zhou Mo with a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about, kid?"

After scolding Zhou Mo, Zhou Zheng looked at Liu Xiangru humbly, "What's the next step? The peppers and chicken are already stir-fried, what should I add in the seasoning?"

Liu Xiangru was helpless. "Didn't I tell you before? The seasonings are all on the table."

Zhou Zheng looked troubled. "What order? What should be put in first and what should be put in later?"

Liu Xiangru sighed, "Let me do it."

Zhou Zheng hurriedly followed her and said, "Put on your mask, or you'll choke."

The two of them hurried into the kitchen, and Zhou Mo looked at the harmonious and loving scene between his parents, feeling inexplicably sympathetic.

Her parents love each other so much, why can't she find someone who loves her as well?

With the example of Zhou Zheng and Liu Xiangru's marriage in mind, Zhou Mo felt that she would probably never be able to have a harmonious and happy marriage like her parents in this lifetime.