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"I forgot."

Lin Dongyu didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at him, and lowered his head to stroke a piece of clothes.

After hearing this, Mo Chen pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Lin Dongyu found that when he became serious, it was just like the first time he met him at the wedding banquet.

Handsome, aloof, and unattainable.

No words are needed to make people feel terrified.

More than ten minutes later.

Mo Chen turned the car into a small street, stopped in front of a Chinese restaurant, and said, "Get out of the car."

Lin Dongyu did not move, and said in a timid tone: "I'm almost too late."

Everyone in the factory is as busy as a spinning top, and there are constant things that require her to make decisions. She has been out for such a long time, and a lot has accumulated.

A phone call can solve part of the problem, but it cannot satisfy everything.

"No matter how busy you are, you still need to eat."

Mo Chen understood how she felt. It was the same way he came here before he suffered from stomachache.

He just let it go. As a man, he just tolerated it and let it pass.

But she couldn't, he didn't want to see her in pain.

He shifted the car to P, applied the handbrake and turned off the engine. He moved in one go and said, "I haven't had lunch either. If you don't want to eat, just wait for me."

Lin Dongyu had no choice but to get out of the car.

Mo Chen has been to this Chinese restaurant before. It's not very high-end, but the taste and cleanliness of the kitchen are good.

I choose Chinese food because it is more nutritious among fast meals.

At this time, there are almost no customers coming to the door. The waiters and chefs are sitting around a large round table, eating lunch.

Seeing someone coming, a waiter stopped his chopsticks and stepped forward to greet them.

Mo Chen asked: "What kind of soup is today? Is there any more?"

When he asked this question, the other party knew that he was a regular customer and quickly replied: "There are donkey-hide gelatin, red dates, black-bone chicken soup, yam, poria, squab and pigeon soup, and watercress and Chenshen soup, all cooked today."

Mo Chen looked at Lin Dongyu, who said, "Here's some squab soup."

It was his intention.

Moreover, if it weren't for her, Mo Chen wouldn't have missed lunch. She remembered that he had a bad stomach.

After ordering two or three more dishes, the two of them walked to the booth by the window and sat down.

There were only two of them in the restaurant, and the big lights were not turned on. There was a large transparent floor-to-ceiling window embedded next to the booth, which provided the best light and could still see the street view on the roadside.

Lin Dongyu looked out while tearing off the plastic film on the sterilized dishes and chopsticks.

It was a casual glance at first, but her eyes suddenly steadied.

"Mo Chen, look at the person opposite, is he your cousin Mo Han?"

After dinner with the Mo family that night, Lin Dongyu was deeply impressed by Mo Han.

He was dressed very punk, and he looked different from the other Mo family members. He looked more like a street boy who played rock n roll.

"Mohan?"

Mo Chen looked where she pointed and saw Mo Han, dressed in motorcycle clothes, confronting several people in front of a clothing store opposite.

Through the glass, I couldn't hear their conversation, but I could see two people pushing and shoving him.

"I go out for a while."

Mo Chen put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and strode out.

Lin Dongyu was about to call him, but then he thought about it and stopped immediately, holding the phone tightly in his hand.

She thought that if something was wrong, she would call the police immediately.

The waiter served the food, but she didn't even bother to use her chopsticks.

The street was not wide. Mo Chen quickly appeared in her field of vision and pulled Mo Han to his side. She didn't know what he said to the people on the opposite side.

After a while, those people dispersed.

Mo Chen talked to Mo Han for a while, and then saw Mo Han following him into the Chinese restaurant.

"Hello, cousin."

Mo Han looked a little downcast, not as unruly as he was that night.

It looked like he had done something wrong and was caught by Mo Chen.

"Hello." Lin Dongyu responded and asked politely, "Have you had lunch? Do you want to eat something together."

What she was thinking was that this was enough for normal people to eat.

Unexpectedly, Mo Han looked at the steaming dishes on the table, swallowed his saliva, and agreed simply: "Okay."

Mo Chen glanced at him, asked the waiter to bring the menu, and added two more dishes.

With Mo Han here, the meal went quickly.

He looked as if he had been hungry for a long time, wolfing down the food in front of him quickly.

After eating, there was an extra person in Mo Chen's car.

Before getting in the car, Mo Han looked at the new energy vehicle driven by Mo Chen in astonishment and asked uncertainly: "Brother, where is your car?"

Mo Chen kicked him and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Do you want to come up?"

Mo Han glanced at Lin Dongyu, quickly shut up, opened the door and walked to the back seat to sit down.

He stretched his legs and complained: "Brother, why don't you choose a spacious car? I can't even move my legs."

"If you can't let me go, you can use the saw." Mo Chen said back without raising his eyes.