Chapter 97: Moderation
When Huo Qichen was not around, the servants would help Jian Mo take a bath, which made it less embarrassing. So apart from that little bit of guilt, she was actually quite comfortable living alone in Mingyuan.
At night, she was still lying on the sofa, typing on his dialog box, but she never typed a single word.
When Huo Qi Chen opened the door, he saw a woman like this, with long legs that glowed white under the light.
"Mr. Huo? You're back." The servant's voice woke Jian Mo up. She almost jumped up immediately, straightened her clothes, and sat there awkwardly.
Huo Qi Chen withdrew his gaze from her and took off his coat as the servant did.
Aunt Liu heard the sound and ran out from the kitchen, "Achen, you still remember to come back!"
Huo Qichen pressed his temples and said, "The company is busy."
Aunt Liu coughed, pulled him away, and whispered, "Excuse me. You haven't even called me in a few days. Did you have a fight?"
Huo Qi Chen glanced sideways and saw Jian Mo looking at him secretly with fear in her eyes. When she saw that he noticed her, she immediately turned her head away.
"What did she say?"
"I guessed it. Xiaomo didn't say a bad word about you."
“…I guess so.”
Aunt Liu frowned, "Is it a big deal?"
Is it a big deal to blame him for another man?
"Not much." Huo Qichen said calmly, "It's her fault."
Aunt Liu wanted to speak up for Jian Mo, but her words got stuck in her throat. "Since it's not big, why haven't you been home for so many days? Who are you showing your displeasure to?"
Huo Qichen raised his eyebrows, looking a little incredulous. "Did she tell you that I turned my face away?"
"That's what I guessed. Why are you so narrow-minded towards Xiaomo?"
He laughed out of anger, "Aunt Liu, what kind of magic potion did she give you and Grandpa? Which side are you from?"
Aunt Liu stiffened her neck. "Your grandfather and I stand on the side of justice. Even if you handled this matter improperly, you can't ignore your wife for so many days even when there's a conflict. She's bound to feel wronged."
She felt wronged? Huo Qichen was speechless. He had just come in and saw her playing with her phone happily.
Aunt Liu pushed him towards Jian Mo and said, "Go and apologize quickly. Husband and wife quarrel at the beginning and make up at the end. It will be fine after some coaxing." She suddenly said, "But Xiaomo's injury hasn't healed yet. You have to control yourself and don't make things difficult for her!"
Huo Qichen's calm eyes flickered after hearing these words, and he frowned, "Aunt Liu!"
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more."
Seeing the man gradually approaching her, Jian Mo's heart began to beat wildly, and her hands, which were clutching the corner of her clothes, were covered in sweat.
She wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.
Huo Qichen sat beside her, peeling an orange from the table. His tone was unclear, "Is the wound on your face healed?"
"It's okay now." Jian Mo immediately grabbed the orange and said, "I'll do it."
His hand fell empty, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. She peeled the orange quickly, but one hand was not able to move properly, and the orange rolled to the ground, making the situation suddenly awkward.
Jian Mo's face turned red and she quickly bent down to pick it up, but the surface was already dirty, so she could only throw it into the trash can.
"Um...I'm sorry."
"It's just an orange." Huo Qi Chen picked up another one and played with it in his hand.
Jian Mo became even more anxious. She straightened her back and said, "I'm not talking about oranges."
"What is that?" He asked slowly and patiently.
"..." She hesitated for a long time, then gritted her teeth and said, "I shouldn't have listened to other people's one-sided words and blamed you. I'm sorry, Huo Qichen."
The man's smile widened as he looked at her calmly, "So you still have a conscience."
Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Huo Qichen was not difficult to talk to.
He broke off a petal and put it in his mouth. Seeing this, she hurriedly asked, "Is it sweet?"
Juice splashed in his mouth, but it was not as sweet as the smile in front of him. Huo Qichen nodded slightly, "It's okay."
Jian Mo realized that the distance was too close and quickly retreated, "I'll peel it for you again."
Huo Qichen reached out and grabbed her wrist to stop her, "I don't want to eat anymore."
Jian Mo's movements came to an abrupt halt, her gaze fixed on their clasped hands. She quickly withdrew her gaze and remained silent for a moment before saying, "Huo Qichen, I didn't mean to meet Zhou Liangqi that day. He blocked my way. I'll try not to meet him again in the future..."
After thinking about it, I still feel it is necessary to explain.
Huo Qichen put the last orange slice into his mouth and did not respond directly, "Do you like him?"
He asked lightly, and Jian Mo was surprised when he heard it, "Why would you ask that?"
The servants who were busy coming and going downstairs disappeared at some point, leaving only two people in the entire space, and their voices seemed a little hollow.
"Liang Qi is a well-known playboy in the entire Haicheng. He is polite, well-mannered, and capable. As long as he wants, there is no woman he can't pursue. Everyone who gets along with him will fall in love with him without exception." Huo Qichen described it lightly. "How many times have you been alone with him? Have you never been moved?"
Jian Mo laughed when she heard this. She spread out her hands, and several threads were tangled in a complex manner on her palms. "It sounds like I should fall in love with him."
Huo Qichen remained silent.
"No, not even once." She answered firmly, "People like Zhou Liangqi do have many good qualities, but I always feel that he wears a mask of gentleness, and underneath the mask, he actually hides great ambitions. Moreover, he approaches me to use me. I am afraid of him, let alone falling in love with him."
After hearing this answer, Huo Qichen pondered for a moment and felt satisfied.
"Go upstairs and sleep."
Jian Mo froze again. The last time they slept in the same bed together, she was asleep. This time, she was wide awake...
"Um, Huo Qichen," Jian Mo followed and shouted, "Have you and Zhou Liangqi known each other for many years? Can you tell me more about it?"
Huo Qichen suddenly stopped and gave her a warning look. She was timid and looked around before changing her words, "Achen..."
He frowned, put one hand on her shoulder, and said, "Go upstairs first."
After entering the master bedroom, Jian Mo breathed a sigh of relief, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."
Huo Qi Chen took off his coat and went straight into the bathroom to take a shower. When she heard the sound of water, she turned around in embarrassment.
After finally calming down, Huo Qichen came out wearing a bathrobe, his chest slightly open, revealing his collarbone and strong muscles, with water droplets dripping down, which was fascinating.
Jian Mo sat on the corner of the bed, holding the computer and drawing with one hand, which was very difficult.
Huo Qichen frowned, "Want to listen to Zhou Liangqi?"
She immediately put down her computer, sat up straight, and nodded vigorously. It was impossible not to be curious about someone like him, and she wanted to know why Huo Qichen was against him.
"He once loved someone."
Jian Mo's eyes lit up. There was a love story behind the business competition?
"Zhou Liangqi and that woman are childhood sweethearts. They come from similar family backgrounds. The whole Haicheng believes that they will end up together." Huo Qichen sat on the other side of the bed, his profile sharp and angular.
"Then what? No way, that woman fell in love with you?" Jian Mo guessed.
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