Chapter 47 The Prodigal
Son Xi Mozhou stared at the heavy rain, took a bamboo chair, sat on the porch, and stopped teasing.
"Just say what you want to say."
"Okay, then I'll say it straight. Han Feng made an appointment for me this morning, and the hospital just called me."
"What does your affair have to do with my Taotao?"
"You also know that it's our affair, how come your husband doesn't know and is involved in it?"
Xi Mozhou raised his voice in an eager way to protect his son.
"Do you have any evidence? I think it's probably your husband who saw that you are not capable..."
"Who said I am not capable?"
A man cannot say no, and the other end of the phone suddenly yelled. Xi Mozhou was not used to him, and he still yelled at him on the phone.
"Why do you feel guilty? If you are sick, take medicine. For everything else, blame my Taotao."
"You... are a bunch of bastards. I shouldn't have called you."
At Far Eastern Air Transport Group, Qu Tao was sitting in front of the French window watching the rain. He didn't know when he fell asleep on the carpet next to him.
When he woke up, he found himself lying on the sofa with his head resting on Xi Mozhou's legs.
"Why are you here? When did you come back?"
"This is what you ate at noon? Why didn't you go?"
Xi Mozhou answered the question irrelevantly, staring at the takeout box on the coffee table, with a chill all over his body.
Qu Tao touched the tip of his nose and sat up from the sofa.
"Didn't I say it on the phone? It was Assistant Wang who misunderstood and acted on his own."
In order to hide his guilt, Qu Tao put the packaging boxes on the coffee table into the trash can beside him.
"These things are so disgusting, do you think I want to eat them? You left me to enjoy all the good food and drinks, and now you blame me?"
Seeing that the coldness on Xi Mozhou's body had not yet subsided, Qu Tao took a tissue and imitated Lin Daiyu's tone.
"You don't believe my words, but you believe his words faster than an imperial decree. It seems that I was born to be treated badly!"
Although Xi Mozhou knew that he was pretending, he couldn't help but take him into his arms and softened his expression.
"I don't mean to blame you. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it in advance."
"I want to eat you."
No wonder Xi Mozhou often said that he was not a nice person. After Qu Tao finished speaking in a threatening manner, he immediately wanted to slap himself.
"That... I didn't mean that. I meant that you should decide."
"I agree."
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"I'll wash me clean tonight and give me to you to eat."
Thicker skin, right? He Qu Tao has never lost!
"Can you sprinkle pepper and chili powder on it?"
Xi Mozhou hooked his lips, his eyebrows full of doting.
"Aren't you worried that it will be spicy?"
"No, you will be the first to feel uncomfortable anyway."
Although it was not yet five o'clock, the office was dark because of the rain.
Qu Tao struggled out of his arms, turned on the light, and walked to the French window.
The rain was still falling, but it didn't have the same momentum as before.
"Aren't you going back to the company?"
Xi Mozhou followed and hugged him from behind.
"Well, I'll wait for you to go home together."
"Then let's go now, I want to eat hot pot."
"Wait."
"What for?"
Qu Tao turned his head and his lips brushed against his lips. Xi Mozhou pecked him lightly and took out a jewelry box from his suit pocket.
"There is a gift for you."
"Oh..."
Xi Mozhou took out a bracelet from it and put it on his wrist. Qu Tao took a look and looked up at him.
"Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"
This day, there were flowers, orders, and finally jewelry. Qu Tao was flattered and a little uneasy at the same time.
Is this guy planning something behind my back?
"Xi Mozhou, I warn you, if you dare to snatch my order again, I will never forgive you in such a good temper as I am now."
"Don't worry, I won't. As long as you don't leave me, I can give you Difeng."
"No, as long as you don't mess with my Yuanhang again."
At Qinhai Villa, Qu Tao and Xi Mozhou got out of the car and bumped into Shen Yichen who came out of the villa next door.
"What a coincidence? I just wanted to go over to see if you guys are back. I bought some hot pot ingredients. How about having hot pot together tonight?"
As expected, on rainy days, hot pot is still the most comfortable thing in everyone's eyes.
Qu Tao rushed over to speak before Xi Mozhou.
"It's a coincidence. We were originally planning to have hot pot. On the way back, President Xi asked the kitchen to prepare the dishes in advance. Why don't you come to our place, Teacher Shen?"
"No, let's come to my house. Qiu Mingxuan and Xu Cong are here too. They have cooked the soup base now."
"Okay, I'll go to the cellar to get a few bottles of wine."
"Why do you want red wine with hot pot?"
Xi Mozhou grabbed his wrist. Qu Tao deliberately wanted to take the wine from his cellar, with a smile on his face.
"Who said we were going to drink red wine? I see there's brandy. You go in with Teacher Shen first, I'll be there soon."
Looking at the figure who disappeared in the blink of an eye, Shen Yichen cast a meaningful look at Xi Mozhou.
"Is it not settled yet?"
"How is that possible? Look at who I am. If it's not settled, will he come back to live with me?"
"You can brag as much as you want when he's not here."
Qu Tao arrived after a while, holding two boxes of brandy in his arms and a wooden box of red wine in his hands.
What a waste of time! These are all the wines he has collected for several years and are going to use for their wedding.
"I said I don't drink red wine, why did you bring it to me?"
Feeling distressed, but unable to show it, Xi Mozhou found an excuse and was about to take the wine from his hand, but Qu Tao gently avoided him.
"Teacher Shen, I'm sorry to come to dinner empty-handed. This is a gift for you."
Shen Yichen glanced at the place of origin and year on it, scanned Xi Mozhou, and happily took it.
"This gift is really what I want, but it's a bit too expensive. Let's do this, if you have time on Saturday or weekend, come over anytime, and I'll cook for you myself."
Before Qu Tao could reply, Xi Mozhou spoke coldly.
"I have a great chef at home, so don't worry about it, Mr. Shen."
"Don't listen to him, Mr. Shen. I'll come over this Saturday to taste your cooking skills."
Qu Tao had his own plans. The reason why he sent such a priceless bottle of red wine was to get the truth about Xi Mozhou's confession to him.
If he didn't know the truth at that time, he would always feel uncomfortable.
Seeing Shen Yichen put the red wine away, Xi Mozhou couldn't help but whispered to Qu Tao and complained.
"Spendthrift."
"Yeah, Mr. Xi, be careful when you're with me, don't let me squander all your family's wealth."
Qu Tao laughed heartlessly. Xi Mozhou wanted to say something else, but Qu Tao saw Han Feng calling and stood up from the stool.
"Help me scald some meat, the more the better, I'm going to answer a phone call."
"Who's calling?"
"The madman's phone, I'm hungry, hurry up and scald the meat for me."
Xi Mozhou thought of Pei Zechen's call at noon to accuse him, and grabbed his wrist.
"Eat first, and call him back after you finish eating."
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