"Hiss..."

Du He outside the door took a deep breath.

Su Zi is really brave.

Besides her, who else dares to say that to President Mo?

It's probably to seek death.

But the person being scolded didn't get angry at all, but had a very aggrieved expression on his face, "You said you came specially to take care of me, but in fact you don't care about me at all."

"Did I say I came specially to take care of you? I just came to see if you are lame."

"Listen, listen!"

Mo Jingchuan grabbed the edge of the bed, looking like a bullied young wife, just about to bang the bed, "Since you are not sincere, then what are you doing here!"

"Are you acting again?"

Su Yiren rolled her eyes, threw the broom, and pretended to leave, and the person on the bed immediately became obedient.

Sitting upright, more obedient than a primary school student.

But in the blink of an eye, he saw Du He peeking out of the door, and his face turned stern again, "Why hasn't dinner arrived yet? I want to see dinner within three minutes!"

Du He: "..."

Why did he get angry and pick on him?

He felt so wronged!

But finally he obeyed, and Du He hurried to order food. Since

the boss didn't order any dishes, he ordered a sumptuous banquet. With this buffer time, Mo Jingchuan's mood has stabilized, and he gestured to Su Yiren, "Come here."

"I don't want to eat."

Jing Yong's cooking skills are good, and Su Yiren is very full at home.

Mo Jingchuan raised his head and said with a smile, "I know you don't want to eat, so I asked you to serve the dishes."

Su Yiren: "..."

Could it be that she was just being too sentimental?

"I'll do it, I'll do it," Du He was afraid that the two of them would quarrel again, so he quickly took the initiative to take on the task, but he received two big eye rolls. Mo Jingchuan and Su Yiren looked over and thought he was meddling.

Du He cried.

Why is it that the boss's mind is getting harder and harder to guess! "What do you want to

eat?"

Su Yiren sat at the table, assuming an attitude of following orders, while Mo Jingchuan held his jaw with his hand, looking at her with a smile in his narrow eyes, "Don't you know what I like to eat the most?"

"Can you be more normal?"

"What do you mean by normal?"

"You!"

Su Yiren gritted her teeth, her fingers were itching to move, and she couldn't help but want to slam the plate of vegetables on his face. Mo Jingchuan then waved his hands in surrender, "Okay, okay, I'll eat fish, you pick up some fish meat for me."

"Humph, no wonder you like to pick bones so much."

Su Yiren snorted lightly, picked up a little meat from the belly of the fish and gave it to him. The fish meat at that position basically had no small bones, and it tasted fresh and refreshing, especially good.

"It's hard for you to still remember my preferences." Mo Jingchuan's words were full of emotion.

Su Yiren glared at him, "You obviously like to eat fish belly."

She didn't pinch there.

"Yes, look, you still remember that I like fish belly."

Mo Jingchuan's smile deepened, and his sword-like eyebrows that slanted into his temples stretched out, and his face that was usually cold and stern also smiled. Su Yiren was shocked, "Why are you smiling like a big chrysanthemum?"

"Cough cough! Cough cough!"

Du He, who tried hard to be invisible, couldn't help laughing and burst into tears.

Hahahaha, Mr. Mo is a big chrysanthemum!

"Uh-huh!"

A cold and threatening voice rang out, and Du He felt the cold eyes without raising his head.

It's over, he just followed and laughed at the boss!

He won't be killed to silence him!

He didn't dare to look up, and silently shrank into the corner holding his bowl. Seeing that he was somewhat knowledgeable, Mo Jingchuan retracted his gaze and opened his mouth towards Su Yiren.

Su Yiren: "?"

"Ah——"

Mo Jingchuan gestured a few times, signaling her to feed herself quickly.

Su Yiren laughed and said through gritted teeth: "Your leg is lame, not your hand. Why are you being so pretentious?"

"My hands are tired and uncomfortable, and my fingers suddenly cramped."

Mo Jingchuan made excuses without hesitation.

Ignoring Su Yiren's glaring eyes, he urged, "Secretary Su, hurry up, I'm hungry."

"Yes, I'll be there soon."

Su Yiren showed a hypocritical smile, passed the fish meat to Mo Jingchuan's mouth, and when he opened his mouth to bite it, she quickly retracted it, smiling and said, "Oh, you don't like it? Then I'll change the dish for you."

"What, you don't like this?"

"You don't like any of them?"

"Brother Du, quickly remove all these dishes, your boss said that his appetite is poor and he won't eat tonight!"

She chattered and made a direct conclusion.

Du He looked confused.

He didn't look up, but his ears were sharp. Did President Mo really say that?

"Remove it."

Just as he was hesitating, Mo Jingchuan gave an order.

Du He was completely confused. He hadn't eaten the meal yet, and they took it away again?

He was stunned and didn't move. Su Yiren also frowned, "You haven't eaten it yet, and you took it away and replaced it with a new one? Are you wasting food?"

"You said that, I don't have a good appetite, I won't eat anymore."

Mo Jingchuan waved his hand and told Du He to clear the table.

Du He did not dare to disobey and quickly cleared the food. Su Yiren looked at Mo Jingchuan, who was doting on her and letting her mess around, and her brows were furrowed.

What tricks was he playing?

Du He packed up and left, while Mo Jingchuan sat at the head of the bed and read documents.

Bottle after bottle of IV was added, and it was already dark outside. When the last bottle of IV was finished, Su Yiren asked the nurse, "Can he go home?"