“…”
The night is like Zhou Moshi’s home court.
He was greedy and shameless. Although he said the words of agreement, his actions did not slow down at all. He was so cruel that he did not give Su Fanxing any chance to breathe.
The more she tried to resist, the more he refused to give her any room for negotiation, bit by bit, completely eating away her sanity.
After a ridiculous night, the thing Su Fanxing feared the most finally happened -
She fell ill.
It was not until she woke up in the middle of the night wrapped in Zhou Moshi's arms, feeling warm, that she realized the seriousness of the matter.
Her hands and feet felt weak and limp, and her throat felt dry as if it were on fire. Not to mention her head resting on Zhou Mo's hand, which felt so heavy it felt like it wasn't her own.
She raised her head slightly and realized that Zhou Moshi had been hugging her, holding a tablet in his other hand and looking down at some document.
The lenses of his silver-rimmed glasses reflected the light from the computer in the dark, hiding his captivating teardrop mole.
The silver chain hanging from the end of his glasses fell on his bare shoulders, looking incredibly sexy.
Su Fanxing swallowed, feeling like someone was piercing her throat with a knife.
She estimated that she had been dozing off for about two hours, but she didn't expect that Zhou Moshi was still awake.
Is this man...made of iron?
She was covered in cold sweat, feeling sticky and uncomfortable, and subconsciously rubbed against Zhou Moshi's arms.
When she moved for the first time, Zhou Moshi noticed that something was wrong with her.
He took it off and placed it on the bedside table together with the tablet computer. Then he turned over and pressed Su Fanxing into his arms.
Under the dim light, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and her little face was frighteningly red.
The loose hair stuck to her cheeks made her look even more charming.
His slightly pale lips moved slightly, "Zhou Moshi... I suspect our horoscopes are incompatible. Do you feel that if we stay together, someone will get sick?"
Zhou Moshi frowned, put the back of his hand on Su Fanxing's forehead and probed.
Sure enough, it was terribly hot.
Su Fanxing felt so uncomfortable that she could only chatter non-stop to divert attention. "I have to go back to the crew this afternoon. Because of you, I have to ask for leave now."
"...Don't talk." Zhou Moshi tucked the quilt tightly for her, turned over, put on his bathrobe and walked out.
He skillfully opened the phone with his fingers, found Xu Chu's number and was about to dial it.
Su Fanxing grabbed the corner of his clothes and whispered weakly, "It's the middle of the night, don't bother me, just boil some hot water for me."
"......" Zhou Moshi turned off his phone helplessly.
She knew it was the middle of the night.
He bought this house when he just decided to marry Su Fanxing, and he only chose the general direction of the interior furnishings and decoration.
As for the things inside, they were all purchased by Xu Chu.
He just wanted to ask where the medicine box was, but who would have thought that this woman would be so considerate.
Zhou Moshi put on his slippers and went to the kitchen first to soak the rice.
He turned up the temperature of the water dispenser, then rummaged through the drawers to find the medicine box and returned to the room.
Su Fanxing took his hand, took the antipyretic medicine, put her arms around his waist in a daze, and fell asleep again.
Zhou Moshi gently patted her back with his big hand, lowered his eyes, and looked at her profile with a slightly frown. If Su Fanxing opened her eyes and gently raised her eyes to look at this man, she would find that his eyes were filled with tenderness that she had never seen before.
Unfortunately, she is already confused now.
Zhou Moshi could clearly hear the low moan that escaped from the corner of her lips.
"Mother......"
His temple throbbed and the hand that was patting her back suddenly froze.
Is she...missing her mother?
-
Xu Chu was finally woken up from his bed in the middle of the night.
He went upstairs in his pajamas, and when he opened the door, he was almost startled by the man sitting in the empty living room.
He was clearly the one in charge of overseeing the decoration, but now he felt a little regretful as to why he had acquiesced to the dark gray tones chosen by his boss.
Now that Zhou Moshi sits on the sofa, coupled with his nickname of "Living King of Hell in the Capital", it really looks like... the underworld.
Xu Chu couldn't help but worry about Miss Su.
I’m afraid that getting sick is because the negative energy in this house is too strong.
"Did I ask you to come and see a show?" Zhou Moshi folded his arms, half leaning on the sofa, and glanced at Xu Chu with his eyes lowered.
Only then did Xu Chu skillfully open the tablet in his hand and read the information on it.
"Boss, the person you asked me to investigate, Miss Su's mother..." He paused, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "The Su family must have blocked the information, so I can't find any relevant information..."
"......" Zhou Moshi lowered the tail of his eyebrows and drew down his long eyelashes.
The oppressive atmosphere that enveloped his entire body showed that he was very dissatisfied with Xu Chu's ability to do things.
Can't find out? Should he ask Su Huaiquan to find out?
Absolutely impossible!
Xu Chu was sweating all over in an instant, and the back of his gray pajamas was wet.
He hastened to say, as if to atone for his sins, "I think...the people at Xu's Tea Restaurant might know what Miss Su needs."
Xu's Tea Restaurant......
Zhou Moshi searched the memories in his mind.
It seems that Su Fanxing did say before, "Uncle Xu and Mrs. Xu have always been like my family."
In addition, she has always had a special attachment to Xu Ji.
Maybe they will actually know something.
Zhou Moshi glanced at the time on his watch and estimated that if he drove the modified Bugatti to Xu's, he should be able to catch the morning market.
He took the car keys and said to Xu Chu, "Ask the doctor to come and take a look. Also, ask the crew to give her three days off."
"Okay..." Xu Chu hesitated to speak.
Before he could say a word, Boss, please be careful with your words and actions and don't offend Xu Ji's family.
Zhou Moshi, however, had already slammed the door and left in a hurry.
“…”
well.
Life is not easy, Xu Chu sighed.
He turned around and glanced at Su Fanxing who was sitting across the door, and thought to himself, this family would really fall apart without him.
———
When the extremely bizarre black Bugatti Veyron stopped at Xu's Tea Restaurant, almost everyone on the street leaned out to see what was going on.
This whole street is lined with time-honored restaurants. Which noble young man would come to this old and shabby street to drink tea?
In fact, their guess was not without error.
Zhou Moshi had hardly slept the entire night, and he stepped on the accelerator to the floor, speeding all the way to Xu's.
When he got out of the driver's seat, he slammed the car door with a gloomy face.
Mrs. Xu was sweeping the floor at the doorway. When she saw the tall figure walking straight towards her, she thought she had offended some important person and her face turned pale. Her old lips trembled, and for a long time she couldn't utter a cry for help.
He didn't hold the broom firmly in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a deafening sound.
Uncle Xu and Xu Xu heard the noise and rushed out of the door, blocking Mrs. Xu...
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