Shu Ye opened the door, stuck his head out and asked, "Sir, who are you looking for?"
"Xiaoye, do you still remember me?" Mo Weichen said in response to the question.
Shu Ye wondered, few people called her Xiaoye, and it was impossible for this man to know her name.
He asked calmly: "Sir, do you know me? How do you know my name?"
Mo Weichen pointed to the door and said, "Can you let me in? I'll tell you after I get in."
Just now, because Shu Ye was afraid that he would be disturbed by some unknown person, he only opened the door a crack and did not intend to invite anyone in.
Now that he said that, I feel a little rude
Then he opened the door and "come in." Mo Weichen followed him and walked into the villa. He looked around and it was quite tidy, but there were very few furnishings in the house and there was almost nothing.
Except for a TV, a sofa, some books and pens, there was nothing else. At this time, Shu Ye came out from the kitchen with 2 bottles of drinks and handed one bottle to him.
She looked at him and frowned, thinking that he didn't like the drink in her hand and said, "There's only this, nothing else. Please take a seat."
Mo Weichen took the drink and sat down, and said in a deep voice, "Do you always drink this? Nothing else."
"Well, what? Yes, I rarely come here. There is nothing else. This is what's left from last time." Shu Ye started to pull the ring after saying that.
Mo Weichen hurriedly grabbed it and shouted: "What are you drinking so early in the morning? Don't you know it's bad for your health?"
"You're weird. Why do you care so much?" Shu Ye said unhappily.
She only let him in out of politeness. If it made her unhappy, she would let him leave immediately.
Mo Weichen also felt embarrassed, and gradually softened his tone and said: "I'm sorry, I just saw you, a girl, drinking so early in the morning that it hurts your stomach."
No other meaning
And I can take care of your business, Xia Ye"
Shu Ye was shocked when he heard it: Xia Ye, I haven't used this name in a long time, I don't remember it anymore
Her face was pale, and her lips trembled as she uttered a few words. Her brother was the best to her. She still remembers that on Shu Ye’s birthday when she was 10 years old, because one of the candles on the cake fell off, Shu Ye insisted on asking for so many
She said she had to have so many penises, pretending to have a pitiful expression, and pulled her brother Cheng, who was a few years older than her, and said angrily: "Brother, can you go and buy it for me?"