"Send me the specific time and place then. Can you give me the script to read first? I just won't be going to the company for the next few days, so I can take a good look at the script."
Xiao Zichen took out his mobile phone, opened his mailbox, and sent the electronic version of the script to Mo Yurou, and then both of them went downstairs.
Zhao Keer was having breakfast and was a little surprised to see Xiao Zichen.
"Xiao Zichen, why are you here? Did you stay here last night?"
I saw Xiao Zichen wearing a set of home clothes, and he had just come down from upstairs, so he obviously came last night.
At this time, Wu Ma walked out of the kitchen with a pot of porridge. She happened to hear Zhao Keer's words and explained.
"Mr. Xiao came at about ten o'clock last night, and everyone was asleep."
When Zhao Keer heard this, he curled his lips and said with a look of disgust.
"Xiao Zichen, you really don't treat yourself as a guest, and you still come to disturb us so late."
Xiao Zichen sat leisurely next to Mo Yurou, and while making breakfast for Mo Yurou, he replied casually.
"To each other, Miss Zhao, it seems that you are not the owner of this place. You stay here every day, eating and using my Yurou, but you still have the nerve to talk to me."
When Xiao Zichen thought that he had to get Mo Yurou's consent every time he lived here, he felt very unhappy. At this time, he was a little jealous that Zhao Keer could stay here every day, and his tone of voice gradually became sour.
But as soon as Xiao Zichen finished speaking, Zhao Keer directly took Mo Yurou's arm and said provocatively.
"I'm not eating your stuff, I'm using your stuff, but you're the one sneaking into a woman's bed in the middle of the night, and you're not afraid of being embarrassed if the news spreads."
Zhao Ke'er was not a vegetarian either, so he directly responded.
Xiao Zichen immediately replied with an unhappy look on his face.
"Why are you crawling into a woman's bed? Yurou and I are husband and wife, and it is natural for us to sleep together in the same bed. But you, on the other hand, stay here like a light bulb every day, without any consciousness at all."
"Tch, husband and wife, everyone knows your relationship now. Do you really think that a invalid marriage certificate can trap Yurou by your side?"
What Zhao Ke'er said was merciless at all. Xiao Zichen's face turned livid. This was the bottom line that Xiao Zichen could not touch the most, but Zhao Ke'er said it so clearly.
Just when Xiao Zichen was about to speak, Mo Yurou, who had been silent on the side, finally spoke. She first glared at Zhao Keer, then gave Xiao Zichen a fried dough stick, and then said softly.
"Let's eat, you're going to be late."
These words were obviously addressed to Zhao Keer. When Zhao Keer saw that Mo Yurou had spoken, of course she didn't speak.
Xiao Zichen on the side was obviously very impressed. In his opinion, Mo Yurou was leaning towards him. No, her appetite was much better.
After breakfast, Zhao Keer left in a hurry. Before leaving, he told Mo Yurou and Xiao Zichen that Jiang Moyao was going to be discharged from the hospital today. Neither of them spoke, and they waited until the sound of a door closing in the distance was heard.
, Xiao Zichen looked at Mo Yurou.
Just when Xiao Zichen was about to speak, Mo Yurou put down the bowl and chopsticks and said something.
"Eat slowly."
After saying that, Mo Yurou left the restaurant. Looking at Mo Yurou's leaving figure, Xiao Zichen could only remain silent in the end.
Mo Yurou walked to the living room and just sat down when the cell phone next to her rang. When she saw it, it was actually a call from Zhou Junyi, whom she had not contacted for a long time, so Mo Yurou picked up the call.
"Hey, Brother Tuesday, why are you calling me when you have time? What are you..."
Mo Yurou could vaguely hear the noise coming from the phone, and the sound sounded like she was at the airport.
"Yurou, I've been on a plane since I was two years old. I'll come to Los Angeles tomorrow morning and give you a call. Let's get together when we have time."
"What do you want to do when you come to Luo City?"
Mo Yurou was a little curious. It seemed that Zhou Junyi's career was all in the UK. She had never seen him come to Los Angeles so diligently before.
Immediately, Mo Yurou thought of what Zhou Junyi was doing when he came to Luo City last time, so she asked gossipingly.
"Is it for Little Xingxing's mother again? Have you not reconciled yet?"
As soon as Mo Yurou finished speaking, she heard a sigh coming from the other end of the phone, and then she heard Zhou Junyi say quietly.
"It's almost time. I went there this time just to take her back to England. I hope everything goes well."
When Mo Yurou heard this, she felt a little relieved and said something warm.
"Brother Tuesday, you have to have confidence in yourself and believe that your sincerity can be seen by her. Then let's make an appointment to meet together. I've been hearing you talk about Little Xingxing's mother. I'm quite curious about what she is like.
This woman actually makes you so affectionate, Brother Zhou."
Mo Yurou was really curious. Maybe she had always heard Zhou Junyi talk about that woman but had never seen her before, so she was even more curious about what kind of woman she was that could capture Zhou Junyi's heart.
Zhou Junyi on the other side of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then said calmly.
"We'll see when the time comes, I don't want to force her."
"Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Zhou, I'm not a man, and you're still worried that I won't eat her. Forget it, let's wait until you come."
After that, both of them hung up the phone. Then, Mo Yurou opened her email and clicked on the script Xiao Zichen sent her in the morning.
Here, Xiao Zichen came to the living room after breakfast and stayed with Mo Yurou for a while. He waited for Xiao Liu to drive over to pick him up before reluctantly leaving. Not long after he left, Mo Yurou also went to the company.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Mo Yurou was preparing to hold a department meeting when Jiang Yucheng hurriedly walked in.
"Assistant Jiang, what happened? You are so impatient."
Mo Yurou hadn't seen such a reckless Jiang Yucheng for a long time. She even forgot to knock on the door and walked in.
Jiang Yucheng also realized his recklessness, simply said sorry, and then spoke.
"Dr. Mo, Jiang Moyao is downstairs."
When Mo Yurou heard this, she dropped the document in her hand to the ground, her face darkened, her brows furrowed, and looking at Jiang Yucheng's impatient expression, it was obvious that the matter was not simple, so she asked.
"What did she do?"
At this time, Jiang Yucheng directly took out his mobile phone, which could be connected to the company's monitor. On the screen, Jiang Moyao had disheveled hair, wearing slippers, and a hospital gown underneath his coat. These are not important, the most important thing is
The one in Jiang Moyao's hand was a fruit knife.
At this time, Jiang Moyao was surrounded by five or six security guards. None of them dared to step forward, but they also did not dare to let Jiang Moyao go to the elevator. The two parties just spent time in the lobby on the first floor, attracting
Many onlookers.
When Mo Yurou saw this scene, her expression became even more solemn. Zhao Keer had just said in the morning that Jiang Moyao was discharged from the hospital today. At this time, she actually appeared downstairs in her company. Looking at her outfit, she obviously ran out of the hospital secretly.