Chapter 4249 I want it to be exactly the same as that table

She had always been reluctant to stay with him, either because she wanted to stay far away, or she didn't want to take the initiative to get close, as if he would bully her at any time...

Anyway, he has never seen her smile so relaxedly.

Mo Yaochen's dark eyes couldn't help but narrowed. Could it be that he had wronged her in some way?!

Didn't Qiao Zihao just wipe her mouth and he could feed her from now on?!

Mo Yaochen became more and more angry as he thought about it. He took the tea cup and took a big sip. At this time, the waiter came over with a menu and said, "Sir, what would you like to order?"

Mo Yaochen put down his tea cup. Over there, Bei Wanxing seemed to be eating ramen, looking very satisfied with his big mouthfuls. He looked even more annoyed, "I want it to be exactly the same as that table."

He pointed towards Bei Wanxing.

He wanted to see what she ate!

The waiter glanced at it, then nodded, "Okay, please wait a moment."

Mo Yaochen turned the cup, wanting to move to a closer position but worried about being seen. He was restless and felt uncomfortable watching her talking to Qiao Zihao.

Bei Wanxing didn't notice him. While eating, she discussed the writing of the script with Qiao Zihao. She always had a lot of inspiration, but she couldn't put it into full play.

Mo Yaochen tilted his ears to listen, but couldn't hear anything. He frowned in annoyance and drank glass after glass of water.

The dishes were served quickly, with eight plates in total. Mo Yaochen took a pair of chopsticks, picked up a bowl of noodles and started eating.

His thoughts were all on Bei Wanxing, and he almost subconsciously put his face between his hands and stuffed it into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging. By the time he realized what he was doing, he was already choking.

Mo Yaochen hurriedly put down his chopsticks, pressed the brim of his hat with one hand and patted his chest with the other. He was about to choke to death, but the waiter looked at his table and said, "Table No. 8 didn't even serve a plate of cucumbers!"

Another person answered, speaking very loudly from across the table, "Is this the same man at table 11?"

Mo Yaochen almost spit out the noodles with one mouthful!

Bei Wanxing was still eating tofu, but Qiao Zihao noticed that they were at table 11. He turned around and saw a tall man sitting diagonally behind him, his face invisible...

Feeling his gaze, Mo Yaochen pressed the brim of his hat with all his strength and was still biting the fried noodles in his mouth. Damn it, what is it called!

The man's face turned away, as if he was avoiding something. His slender fingers were very eye-catching. Qiao Zihao's lips curled up slightly, and he suddenly stood up and walked over.

Only then did Bei Wanxing raise his head, thinking he had met an acquaintance. Qiao Zihao walked to the table and bent down slightly, "Mr. Mo?"

"..."

I go.

Mo Yaochen cursed secretly, but he couldn't hide it now. He put down his hand and still bit his face when he raised his head, "Huh?"

Mo Yaochen responded coldly, and Qiao Zihao smiled, "What a coincidence, I felt familiar over there just now. It turned out to be you."

Mo Yaochen was so choked that he couldn't speak for a moment. He beat his chest and nodded. Bei Wanxing also saw him. She was surprised, why was he here...

She subconsciously wanted to run away. She sneaked out of his office and used his official seal. He must have wanted to beat her to death!

"Does Mo always come to eat alone?" Qiao Zihao swept the plates on the table, "What a coincidence, it's exactly the same as what we ordered."

Mo Yaochen finally swallowed what was in his mouth. He took the cup and took a sip of water. When he put it down, he raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Of course not, I have an appointment."
Chapter completed!