"Well," Zhou Mo nodded, "I plan to eat something, but I didn't expect that I had low blood sugar."

Han Jue said nothing more. He pinched Zhou Mo's arm with one hand, grabbed the person, and stopped the taxi with the other hand.

In the end, Han Jue took Zhou Mo to a pasta shop.

The store is very dark and the design is quite romantic. There are wine cabinets around the wall. There are partitions between the tables and tables. The partitions are half a person tall. The walls are covered with mosaic tiles in Morandi color, and bunches of stars are placed on the low walls.

Zhou Mo frowned and hesitated. She sat down with Han Jue, "This place seems to be from a couple."

After all, just after entering the door, she also saw expired couple meals.

"Yes," Han Jue responded lightly.

Zhou Mo looked at him in confusion, his eyes seemed to have the doubt of "You are fine."

Han Jue noticed Zhou Mo's weird eyes and explained: "I don't know where to go. I happened to be here three days ago."

The implication was that it was not that she brought her here, but that she didn't know where to go, and just happened to know here, so she came over.

Zhou Mo complained: "You and Han Chen are really brothers."

This is exactly the same way of speaking and thinking.

Until there are no friends.

Han Jue said again: "I usually eat in the cafeteria, and I haven't eaten outside much."

Zhou Mo: "I understand."

Han Jue's living habits seem to be similar to Zhou Zheng. He is busy with work and has no social activities, let alone go out for dinner.

The waiter brought the menu and recommended the store's signature Italian tomato flavor to the two of them.

Zhou Mo rarely eats fast food such as hamburgers and doesn't know the taste of pasta. She casually asked Han Jue: "Have you eaten Italian tomatoes? How does it taste like."

Han Jue: "It's okay."

Zhou Mo was too lazy to choose, "Give me the Italian tomato."

South Korea chose seafood pasta.

After the waiter left, Zhou Mo said seriously: "Tell me, what did Han Chen ask you to bring me?"

Han Jue was slightly stunned, "How do you know?"

Zhou Mo: "If it were just Aunt Liang who asked you to come to me, why would you bring me to dinner? Han Chen must have asked you something."

Han Jue pulled the corner of his lips with relief, "You are very smart."

"Han Chen has always reminded me to be smarter, and I always remember it," Zhou Mo paused and said, "The key is that we only met yesterday."

If Han Chen simply wanted to take her on vacation, there were so many attractions in the capital, and he could not play in three or five days? He still had to take time to have a meal with Han Jue solemnly. Isn’t this obviously introducing Han Jue to her?

Han Chen can all trust Han Chen’s brothers, but for Zhou Mo, it’s not.

Han Chen's brothers have no relationship with Zhou Mo. If she is in trouble, they will not help.

Han is definitely different.

He and Han Chen are brothers, but they have no blood relationship. Zhou Mo can clearly feel that he and Han Chen have extraordinary features.

On the surface, he was not intimate and familiar with Han Chen, but his words and deeds were filled with care and help to Han Chen.

It feels a bit cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

"Who can trust me? I have my own judgment," Zhou Mo said: "Suppose the worst situation occurs, such as the Han family put pressure on Han Chen to divorce me, or insist on letting us separate. Han Chen's other brothers either keep themselves alone, do not interfere or express their opinions, or support the Han family's decision, or even become a helper. After all, the family backgrounds between Han Chen and I are indeed very different, and this cannot be changed. The so-called love is so vulnerable in the face of reality. I am not so stupid that with just a heart that loves him, I have the ability to be enemies with everyone behind him. I can't do it, and I don't want to do it. Aunt Liang also warned me what the consequences are, and I understand. All I can do is wait for Han Chen. To put it bluntly, I can only leave it to fate."

"Besides, my parents also told me that marriage is a combination of two families. Han Chen's family problems should be solved by Han Chen himself. This is what he should do. He can't do it alone, so he will definitely bring reinforcements," Zhou Mo raised his eyes and looked at Han Jue, "If you are like Han Chen's other brothers, you will not appear in front of me at this moment."

Han Jue smiled faintly, without any warmth: "What are the benefits of helping you? I just simply help Han Chen pass on a message."

Zhou Mo: "You contact me is just helping us. If you help Han Chen bring me a word, you are helping him. Don't refuse to admit it."

Han Jue denied: "I didn't help you."

Zhou Mo smiled, angrily.

The man in front of him looked exactly the same as Han Chen before.

She no longer forced Han Jue to admit it, and just laughed and said, "Okay. What did Han Chen say?"

Han Jue: "I didn't say anything, I asked you to wait for him."

Zhou Mo: "Just as I thought. How long did you wait?"

Han Jue: "No."

Zhou Mo nodded without saying much.

She thought for a while and took out her cell phone, "Someone sent me a picture with Han Chen's cell phone."

Han Jue frowned: "What picture?"

Zhou Mo clicked on the picture and handed the phone to Han Jue.

Han Jue only took a look and found clues, "This meal was the scene when my family had a dinner the night before yesterday, and I was also present. This shooting angle..."

Han Jue tried hard to recall the meal when everyone was seated, "It's my second brother."

Zhou Mo was not surprised at all, "Oh."

Han Jue: "The second uncle who asked Han Chen to come back, and the second brother who took Han Chen's phone away."

Zhou Mo: "What do they want to do? Have an explanation purpose?"

Han Jue: "No. It probably has something to do with Han Chen's marriage."

Zhou Mo: "But now Han Chen and I are married, and the Han family currently has only two choices, either accept it or be forced to accept it."

Han Jue: "Are you so confident?"

Zhou Mo: "It's not that you are confident, but that there are really only these two choices. They have to accept it. It's not good to have a family happy family? They have to be forced to accept it. At worst, they just don't accept me. Han Chen is still a member of the Han family, and he can't drive him out. Besides, if Han Chen had to force Han Chen to divorce me, Han Chen would not agree. It would be no good for anyone to force Han Chen to a dead end."

Han Jue: "It's true."

"Ms. Sir, the meals for both of you are here," the waiter pushed the dining cart over and prepared dishes for them.

Zhou Mo thanked her and then wanted to have a feast. She was so hungry.

However, the tableware provided by the restaurant was a fork. Zhou Mo couldn't use it, so she waved to the waiter, "Can you give me chopsticks?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, his expression was stiff, and then he said, "Okay."

Han Jue frowned and looked at her, puzzledly: "This is pasta."

Zhou Mo didn't care: "No matter what noodles, don't you have to eat them in the end? I've been eating noodles for almost thirty years and I have used chopsticks. It's someone else's business to use forks, but I use chopsticks anyway."

Han Jue suddenly fell into deep thought when he looked at Zhou Mo.

"You are really different."
Chapter completed!