C11 (2/2)

Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that such a delicate young lady could cook.

Speaking of which, it was coincidentally Tang Ziying who happened to know this beauty. Her sister was a colleague of hers, so they happened to meet several times.

Tang Ziying was a beauty, a beauty that could topple all living things. She had a oval face, willow leaf eyebrows, and big watery eyes that were always surrounded by mist, making people feel tender and affectionate towards him. ”Elegant and delicate, the typical rich girl is a white lotus flower.

Seeing that she was getting along with Mo Jintu as if they had a deep relationship, she decided not to go down there. Holding her chin, Shi Yao sat down on the stairs.

Soon, the aroma of food drifted out. Not long after, Tang Ziying walked out of the kitchen with a plate in each hand. It looked like she was cooking, but instead, walking towards the stage, her movements was graceful and beautiful.

Beauties were indeed different. Even beauties carrying plates would look better than others.

”Jin, wait a moment.” Putting down the plate, Tang Ziying said bashfully as she turned and went back into the kitchen.

After a while, he held a few candles in his hand.

Candlelight, flowers, steak, soothing music.

The two ends of the table were filled with handsome men and beautiful women. The scene was very harmonious.

”Jin, is it delicious?” Tang Ziying bit her steak with an expression of anticipation.

Mo Jintu responded indifferently and did not speak any further. Even so, it was enough to make Tang Ziying wild with joy.

Jin was in a good mood. If she spoke now, he might agree.

”Jin, I want you to accompany me home for the weekend, is that okay?”

The originally warm atmosphere was instantly covered by the cold air. Mo Jintu swung his blade and fork, wiped his mouth and stood up, then turned and left.

Tang Ziying rushed over to grab him, and said with a begging tone: ”Jin, that's my father after all, I beg you, for my sake, don't bother with him, okay?”

”Scram!” Coldly shaking her off, her indifferent voice was devoid of emotion.

Tang Ziying's face was full of injuries. She still wanted to extend her hand to pull him, but before her hand could touch his sleeve, a stern shout had already pierced into her ears: ”Scram!”

Tang Ziying was stunned by the roar, she then covered her mouth and ran out while crying.

”Tsk tsk …” Scum is scum. The romantic dinner that the beautiful lady painstakingly arranged was ruined just like that.

Subtle exclamations entered Mo Jintu's ears as he turned his head angrily and stared at Shi Yao who was standing on the stairs with her chin on his head. In a moment, she was unable to contain her anger and charged forward. Damn woman, she actually dared to eavesdrop on his conversation.

Being stared at by the murderous gaze, Shi Yao's heart tensed up. Seeing the man coming towards him, she subconsciously wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, he was one step too slow, and his neck was grabbed by the iron hoop like hand. A suffocating pain instantly struck him.