Chapter 32 Sleepover
Wen Hua looked at him, "What did you promise me on the phone two weeks ago? Are you worthy of my mother when this happens now?"
Wen Yousui's deep black eyes were full of firmness, and he calmly said to her without any panic, "Dad didn't, you trust me."
"Your vision is really bad." Wen Hua sneered lightly, "You deal with it yourself. It is absolutely impossible for any woman to live in this Wen family. I will never agree to it."
She didn't expect to encounter the **** plot that only appeared on TV, so she dragged her luggage and flew back to Lucheng in a fit of anger.
At 8:30 in the evening, the window was already black.
My stomach was growling unsatisfactorily before I remembered that I hadn't eaten dinner yet. Wen Hua stroked her stomach and endured it, took out a compressed biscuit from her bag and gnawed on it.
His house doesn't look like anyone else has lived in it, and it certainly doesn't have much to eat.
And she was too embarrassed to bother him.
Thinking of his inexplicable indifference during the final period, she felt even more uncomfortable. She should bear it and go out to buy food tomorrow.
After eating the compressed biscuits, the hunger was not so strong. She lay down on the soft bed for a while, and looked sideways at the clock on the wall. It was nine o'clock.
Take a shower and sleep, you won’t feel hungry when you fall asleep.
Turned over and got out of bed to open the suitcase. She took out her bathrobe and was about to go to the bathroom when the door was knocked.
Opened the door, Xi Mo was dressed in home clothes, with cotton slippers on his feet, with a lazy expression on his face.
"Didn't look at the phone?" He said.
Wen Hua: "Huh?"
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"not yet…"
"There are ingredients in the refrigerator in the kitchen downstairs."
After speaking, he left again.
She paused for two seconds to look at her phone, only to realize that he had sent a message on WeChat ten minutes ago.
【Have you got a meal yet? 】
Since there are ingredients in the kitchen, she decided to support herself. Although she doesn't know how to cook many dishes, she can still cook simple noodles.
After dinner, she restored the kitchen to its original state and quietly returned to the room.
Because the villa was too deserted and he didn't know where he lived, Wen Hua was afraid of breaking the silence, so she acted cautiously.
After returning to the room, she unlocked the small lock.
The next day, she went downstairs to make breakfast, sent a message to remind him to remember to eat, and then went out.
Looking at a bowl of noodles and two golden fried eggs in the kitchen, Xi Mo's eyes paused slightly. During the surveillance, she left the house without her luggage. She must be looking for a part-time job.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, when she came back, Xi Mo was watching TV in the lobby. The temperature in the villa was constant. He was only wearing a loose and thin gray sweater, which had a good texture, because the frigid style in the villa made him light and high-end.
She greeted him slightly and went upstairs.
The sparse atmosphere between the two is not a one-sided problem. Wen Hua was still angry with his rude indifference twice before. He didn't like herself, and she didn't want to talk to him.
She didn't want to humbly borrow money from him if she hadn't really had to do anything yesterday, but he did help her anyway, so she is very conflicted now.
After eating dinner outside, she never went downstairs again.
Running around looking for a part-time job today, her calf hurts and she hasn’t found a suitable one. She fell asleep quickly after a tiring day.
The next morning I went out as usual.
She used to live a carefree life. She didn't know that it was so difficult to find a part-time job. Others didn't want to use her because she was an underage girl.
Failed to find a part-time job, she returned to the villa a little discouraged.
Xi Mo was not in the hall today, she was relieved.
When I was about to go upstairs, I heard a faint voice from the innermost part of the first floor.
She was suspicious, and listened for a while, and it seemed to be the voice of a kitten.
Following the sound, there are many rooms in the corridor on the first floor. The meowing of the cat stopped, and she couldn't find its location for a while.
Continue to move forward, the kitten called again.
Wen Hua pushed open a white door and found a little orange milk cat under the shutters inside the house, looking up at the window with its small head open.
It seems that he accidentally broke in and was trapped in the room.
Holding it in her arms, Wen Hua gently smoothed the hair.
It is really too small, like a one-month-old baby, it doesn’t weigh much when you hold it, its eyes are bright, and it’s very good.
"Little guy, where's your mother? Are you lost?"
"Meow—" the little milk cat meowed softly, as if in response.
Wen Hua felt her heart melt.
However, there are no neighbors around Xi Mo's house, where did it come from?
It seems that if you want to help it find its owner, you have to ask him for help.
Just as he carried the little milk cat out of the room, he ran into Xi Mo head-on.
He looked down at the person who came out of the chess room.
A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Wen Wei's face, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break into your room on purpose... I heard a cry from here, a kitten, and I just thought... "..." She swallowed her throat and said softly, "I didn't touch anything."
Looking at the cautiousness on her face, Xi Mo thought of the last time he taunted her in the office, his thin lips moved, "Why are you nervous?"
She put the milk cat into his arms, "Please help it find its owner."
After finishing speaking, he left and was stopped by him.
"You don't care about the cat you picked up?"
Wen Hua looked at him in a daze, her dark eyebrows and eyes were clear, a little less soft than before.
He shoved the kitten to her, "Feed it something."
"oh."
In the hall, Wen Hua fed the kitten spoonfuls, while Xi Mo sat on the other side of the sofa and watched TV.
Except for the sound from the TV, the room was silent.
Ten minutes later, the kitten was full, and when she was about to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes, the person on the sofa asked indifferently, "Have you had dinner?"
She stopped, "Eat."
Looking at the person leaning on the sofa, she reacted slowly and said: "Have you eaten yet?"
Xi Mo didn't respond.
That means no food.
Thinking of being dependent on others, Wen Wei bit her lips, "I'm not good at craftsmanship, if you don't mind, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles?"
He probably won't answer, and before finishing speaking, she walked into the kitchen without waiting for his reply.
Ten minutes later, a bowl of golden egg noodles was placed in front of him.
Xi Mo tasted it, and it tasted good.
I don't know how good her cooking skills are, but she is good at cooking noodles.
Cooked noodles for him, Wen Hua didn't want to stay here in embarrassment anymore, thinking about what to say in his mind and wanted to go upstairs, but before he could speak, he spoke again.
"Find a part-time job?"
"No." She lowered her eyes, "They don't want to be underage, I'll look for it tomorrow."
Xi asked indifferently: "Run away from home?"
Wen Hua lowered her head and caressed the kitten, her voice was low, as if mocking herself, and a little lonely, "Maybe I won't even have a home in the future."
Calm down her emotions, she hugged the kitten and stood up, "It's getting dark today, let's find an owner for it tomorrow, can I take it to sleep with me?"
Xi Mo nodded, which was a tacit consent.
(end of this chapter)