It's useless.
Because Zhou Mo was never within Han Ze's range of friendship or flattery.
If you are in a different circle, don't force yourself to fit in.
Han Chen drove Han Ze back to the hotel.
Ever since Han Ze came to Dongjiang, he has been staying in a hotel.
Han Chen asked him to rent a house and settle down first.
Han Ze asked back: "Are you paying my rent?"
Han Chen: "Okay."
Han Ze sneered, "Forget it, your salary is not enough for you to spend."
Han Chen: "Aren't you short of money? I recently got some income, so I can..."
Han Ze: "No, I don't need it anymore. My urgent needs have been solved. If I wait for you to help me, I will starve to death."
Han Chen: "I'm sorry I wasn't able to help at the time."
"No need." Han Ze didn't seem to care. He took out his cell phone and made a call: "Hello, Ann, come here. I'm injured. Come and stay with me."
He just said one sentence and hung up the phone.
"Let's go," Han Ze was about to open the car door.
Han Chen behind him suddenly reminded: "Fourth brother, don't be too indulgent..."
Han Ze turned around and gave a simple smile, which was meaningful but without any warmth.
He slammed the car door shut and disappeared through the hotel's revolving door.
Han Chen looked up.
Casa Hotel.
It seems that my second brother likes this place too.
Back home.
Han Chen was exhausted.
Zhou Mo just came out with two plates of beef rolls. Seeing the person sitting on the shoe-changing bench at the door, she said in surprise, "You're back. Go wash your hands and eat."
"Yeah," Han Chen changed his shoes, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
When he came out and saw no one in the restaurant, he went to the kitchen again.
Zhou Mo was cutting thousand sheets of silk when Han Chen walked over and gently hugged her from behind.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Mo noticed that something was amiss with Han Chen. She asked, "Are you too exhausted from work? You're applying for the associate professorship soon. Is it because you're dealing with materials that you're too exhausted?"
"No," Han Chen tightened his arms around Zhou Mo's waist, "I just missed you."
Zhou Mo was amused, "Don't we see each other every day? Still want to?"
Han Chen: "I miss you every second I'm apart."
Zhou Mo: "You are just trying to make me happy."
Han Chen: "Are you unhappy?"
Zhou Mo: "Happy."
Han Chen: "Just be happy."
Zhou Mo lowered his head and patted the back of his hand in front of him, "Go outside and see if the pot is about to boil."
"Well," Han Chen raised his head and turned Zhou Mo's head, then lowered his head and asked deeply.
Only then did he reluctantly go outside to see if the pot was boiling.
Zhou Mo cut the thousand pieces of silk into strips and brought them out together.
Han Chen likes to eat thousand sheets. In the past, when they ate spicy hot pot, this was the largest side dish. Zhou Mo got tired of it after eating too much, so he gave it all to Han Chen. This time, Han Chen ate it with relish.
Han Chen likes to call this thing bean curd skin, which is called Qianzhang in Dongjiang. Actually it is tofu skin.
It’s called differently in different places.
Later, after hearing Zhou Mo call it "Qian Zhang" so often, Han Chen would also call it "Qian Zhang" from time to time.
The hot pot for two people is very filling and you can enjoy it to your heart's content.
Unlike when there are many people, the pot is often empty because the food is cooked before it is eaten.
"Why are you back so late today?" Zhou Mo asked.
"My fourth brother got into a fight with someone and was hit on the head with a wine bottle."
"Ah?" Zhou Mo was surprised: "Is he okay?"
"No."
"What's going on? Why did you fight with someone?"
"He said he was drunk and had an argument with someone. I didn't see those people. He came to the hospital by himself."
Han Chen was about to get off work at that time. After receiving a call from Han Ze, he went to the emergency room.
"You didn't ask clearly? Don't leave any trouble behind..."
"Don't worry," Han Chen said, "In a fight, my fourth brother won't suffer any loss. He can definitely handle this kind of thing himself."
The other party will probably suffer more.
Han Ze has never been someone who is willing to suffer losses, otherwise his family would not have forced him to give up everything abroad, which would have dealt him such a blow.
Because of this loss, Han Ze was unable to fight back.
"You're his brother, and you didn't ask any more questions. Do you care?"
"It's because we're brothers that I won't ask too many questions," Han Chen said. "If he wants to talk, he will definitely tell me, just like tonight, when he told me about you meeting him at BLUE."
Zhou Mo paused holding the chopsticks, "What did he say?"
Han Chen: "He said you were smart. He said something sarcastic to you, but you didn't say anything back and you held back your temper."
Zhou Mo was puzzled: "So he really did it on purpose."
Han Chen: "Don't think too much, my fourth brother is just like that, and this isn't the first time you've seen him."
Zhou Mo: "I know, and I can feel that he doesn't like me very much. Just like your second brother."
Han Chen: "I'm sorry...my family...has troubled you."
Zhou Mo: "It doesn't matter. It doesn't happen often anyway. Let's just let it go."
Han Chen: "Yeah."
The two of them had dinner.
Before Zhou Mo came out of the bathroom, Han Chen couldn't wait to squeeze in.
Today, Han Chen's actions speak louder than his words.
He seemed to be full of energy, and he even bit her.
Zhou Mo was afraid of the pain and quickly pushed her away, but a mark was still left under his collarbone.
In some matters, after Zhou Mo's advice, she hasn't felt any pain for a long time, and today Han Chen seems to be recovering as before.
Even at the most emotional moment, he whispered in her ear in a low voice with helplessness.
"Momo, if... I mean if, your body is suitable, can we have a child?"
Zhou Mo looked at him in confusion, "What nonsense! If I could have children, I would also want one."
Han Chen hugged her tightly, his hot chest pressing against her back.
"I want two." His voice was soft and a little lacking in confidence.
Zhou Mo smiled, "I don't want to. One is enough for me."
Han Chen: "Then I'll take one. I'm not greedy."
Zhou Mo teased, "You said you weren't greedy, but now you're asking me for a child. What did you say before? You said you wouldn't push me and that you respected my ideas. But now? Your words and actions are completely inconsistent."
Han Chen buried his head in the crook of her neck behind her ear, "Just think of me as a greedy man..."
Zhou Mo: "Well. Then I want to be a greedy woman too."
Han Chen: "How greedy do you want to be?"
Zhou Mo: "From now on, you and the child will be under my care."
Han Chen smiled, "No problem."
He pecked Zhou Mo's cheek enthusiastically. "There's something about you about children that's very touching."
"What?" Zhou Mo asked, "Agree to give up my studies and have a child with you?"
"No," Han Chen said, "That's one reason, but there's a more important point. You've never said anything like 'give me a child.' You should understand that this sentence contains all the negative emotions—resentment, accusations, dissatisfaction—you even consider bearing the next generation a sin, and you're putting that blame on me, as if I'm the culprit behind all this."
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