Mo Jing looked at the bowl of still steaming porridge, its aroma enticing and making one's mouth water.
But Mo Jing shook her head and said, "Aunt Wu, I don't want to eat. You can have the porridge."
Aunt Wu glared at Mo Jing and said reproachfully, "Nonsense, this is what I cooked for you. How can you let me drink it? Be good, drink it quickly. It's nutritious."
"Aunt Wu, I still have an injury on my hand. Seafood can irritate wounds and cause inflammation," Mo Jing said calmly, without any hint of blame in her eyes.
Aunt Wu's eyes widened upon hearing this. "Is that so? Oh, look at me, so uneducated, I almost got you into trouble. I'll go and make you something else, just plain rice porridge." Then she slapped her forehead. The young lady had injured her hand; she should have checked what she could and couldn't eat first. Sigh, this year has been truly unlucky. First, there was the car accident at her wedding, then the wedding ceremony fell through, leading to a lot of people laughing at her. And then, she even got robbed and injured while traveling. Looks like she'll have to go to the temple to get a good luck charm for her young lady.
Mo Jing didn't tell Wu Ma the truth about the specific cause of the injury because she was afraid of worrying her.
Mo Jing pulled down Wu Ma's hand and said with a smile, "Wu Ma, I'm not hungry. It's so late, you should get some rest too." Mo Jing never hesitated to show care to those who were truly sincere to her.
"Alright then, you should go to sleep early too," Wu Ma said helplessly, having no other choice. She then left the room with the crab roe porridge.
The aroma of crab roe congee still seems to linger in the air!
Just then, her phone rang. It was Ling Moyuan calling. Mo Jing frowned slightly.
I can't figure out what this man is up to. He's been unusually attentive to her these past few days. As the saying goes, if someone is being overly attentive for no reason, they're either up to no good or a thief.
"Hey!" The voice was indifferent, revealing no emotion.
"Drink a glass of orange juice before bed." A clear, gentle voice came through the phone.
Mo Jing frowned slightly. She didn't have the habit of drinking beverages before bed. "No, I don't have a juicer or oranges at home."
Mo Jing wasn't lying. Mo Xiangtian would never drink freshly squeezed juice, and Mo Jing usually drinks bottled juice. So she really didn't have a juicer at home.
There seemed to be a moment of silence on the other end before someone said, "Then drink a glass of milk and go to bed early."
This time, Mo Jing didn't say anything more, just responded and hung up the phone.
Meanwhile, Ling Moyuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the phone that had already been disconnected, and dialed the number.
"Where in T City can I buy a sago juicer?" Ling Moyuan's clear and simple words were still typical of his style.
On the other end of the phone, He Shaoqi was stunned for a long time after hearing Ling Moyuan's question. When did this guy start to care about daily necessities?
When asked where to buy a juicer, how would he know? His secretary buys everything he needs. But surely a regular supermarket would have one. However, if he wanted one, why go through all that trouble? He could just have his secretary buy one for him. Just as he was about to say this, a voice came from the other end even faster.
"Never mind if you don't know." Seeing that He Shaoqi hadn't answered for a while, Ling Moyuan assumed that the other party didn't know and naturally hung up the phone.
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It's past four o'clock, time to continue updating!
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