She curled her mouth and smiled like crescent moons with her eyes, "To eat spicy hot pot, you need to dip it in oil to make it taste better. Sesame sauce is more suitable for the authentic old Beijing mutton pot."
After Zheng Ziye heard this, he put a piece of spicy beef that he had just taken out of the pot into her oil dish, "Let me dip it in."
After saying that, he put the spicy beef covered with oil into his mouth and chewed a few mouthfuls. "Yes, it tastes pretty good, but I still prefer sesame sauce."
A topic that has not changed for many years in both the north and the south, is tofu pudding more delicious, sweet or salty?
Which rice dumplings are better, sweet rice dumplings or meat rice dumplings?
Which hot pot dish is better, the oil dish or the sesame sauce?
The soil and water support each person, and this is still a personal habit.
After saying that, Zheng Ziye took another bite of meat in her oil dish. When Shen Manman realized it, he had already eaten it.
"Are you saying sesame sauce tastes better? Why do you have to dip my dish in oil?"
"Guess?" He simply acted rogue.
On the opposite side of the glass window, inside the black luxury car, Mo Shaocheng looked at them gloomily, and Xiao Zhang clearly felt the change in air pressure.
Then, Mo Shaocheng took out his cell phone, stared at it blankly, and then dialed Shen Manman's number.
The phone rang, and when Shen Manman saw it was Mo Shaocheng, she simply hung up and put the phone aside as if nothing had happened.
"Whose phone number is it?"
"Don't worry about sales calls."
All their actions fell into Mo Shaocheng's eyes, which were gloomy, surly, and even murderous.
Holding the phone tightly, Xiao Zhang's heart trembled, it was over.
Just when he thought Mo Shaocheng would get off the car, he said, "Drive."
"ah?"
"I told you to drive, don't you understand?"
Xiao Zhang immediately started the engine and drove away quickly.
To be honest, Shen Manman really regards Zheng Ziye as a good sister, and she feels very good and comfortable being with him.
Don't worry about saying that, and you can't guess what he's thinking and how to be happy.
Shen Manman drank a large glass of iced watermelon juice, feeling very happy.
"Hey, by the way, your brother didn't cause any trouble for you again?"
He leaned on the bench, then smiled, "Isn't this always giving him a chance to cause trouble for me?"
Although Shen Manman is soft-tempered, she is not a fool.
If Zheng Ziye's brother wants to dominate the company, he will definitely have to suppress Zheng Ziye. He had a bad reputation before and his brother has taken it lightly for so many years. But Zheng Ziye's sudden return to normal sexual orientation will definitely become a big threat.
Just like the last road accident.
If he succeeds, he can legitimately inherit the group.
"Would it be dangerous?"
His beautiful eyes blinked, and he stood up suddenly. That handsome and extraordinary face approached. Shen Manman subconsciously leaned back, but Zheng Ziye pressed a hand on the back of her head, forcing her to be unable to move.
After freezing for a few seconds, Zheng Ziye smiled evilly and said, "Shen Manman, I see worry in your eyes. Do you know? Apart from my mother, you are the only one who cares about me like this."
"Then aunt..."
"Dead."
"sorry."
"It's okay, I forgive you."
Zheng Ziye let go of his hand, but his eyes were scorching, "Shen Manman, I will protect you, and you will live a long life."
After finishing the hot pot, Zheng Ziye sent Shen Manman back. When the car drove outside the door, Zheng Ziye said scornfully, "Don't you want me to come in and sit down?"
"What do you think, Mr. Zheng?"
It sounded like he was just looking for fun. Zheng Ziye waved goodbye and said, "Remember, you can come to me for anything and I will help you unconditionally."
Her emotions moved slightly, and then she said, "Thank you."
She smelled of hot pot, which was a bit strong. She planned to go upstairs to take a shower and change her clothes.
But as soon as he entered the door, a strange voice came, "You're back?"
Shen Manman was startled. Logically speaking, Mo Shaocheng should be in the company at this time. How could he be at home? Otherwise, Zheng Ziye would not have sent him back.
Her eyes flickered, she said "hmm" softly, and walked upstairs regardless of Mo Shaocheng.
Shen Manman's heart was beating loudly. She tried to close the door with her backhand, but Mo Shaocheng blocked it with her elbow, "What are you guilty of?"
Yes, she felt a little guilty because she just hung up the phone on him.
"There's nothing to feel guilty about. You go out first. I want to change my clothes."
Mo Shaocheng didn't listen at all. He pushed hard and the door opened wide. He followed, and with a kick of his foot, the door was closed.
He loosened his tie and said expressionlessly, "Do you want to get rid of the smell of other men? Let me guess who it is, Zheng Ziye, right?"
Shen Manman's pupils dilated, "You saw it all."
"Yes, I saw you talking to each other, and I saw you hanging up my phone. Manman, why don't you dare to answer the call? Are you afraid that I will disturb your date?"
Although his tone was calm, Shen Manman felt a chill, eerie and terrifying.
She took a few steps back and tried to keep a distance from him, "Zheng Ziye and I are friends. If you want to think wrong, I can't help it."
"Then you admit it."
Suddenly, he suddenly took a step forward, and Shen Manman fell directly onto the bed. Mo Shaocheng stepped down, his face was ferocious, and his whole face was shrouded in gloom, "Admit to cuckolding me?"
He clearly knew that he would not be happy when meeting Zheng Ziye, but she still insisted on doing it.
When he thought of this, he wanted to explode.
She put her hands on his chest and pushed hard, "Don't make trouble unreasonably, Mo Shaocheng."
"Who is making trouble unreasonably?"
The next second, he tore her dress to pieces without mercy, exposing her snow-white skin to the air, sending a chill through her.
Shen Manman was frightened, "What are you going to do?"
"Manman, I suddenly feel that I have indulged you so much that I have made you lawless."
Pulling with both hands, a big hole was made in the collar, "Manman, I told you before that there are some methods I don't want to use on you, but you have to force me."
His rough movements showed no concern for her feelings. He bit her skin, it was like punishment, more like venting.
With one hand controlling her wrist and one leg pressing down on her knee, Shen Manman had nowhere to hide.
She was so sad that she almost died. Her face was covered with tears and she couldn't get a trace of pity from him. "Mo Shaocheng, get out of here, get out of here..."
"Shen Manman, you are mine, do you understand?"
In the silent space, the belt buckle made a loud and harsh sound, the zipper was opened, and Shen Manman was so nervous that it was difficult to breathe.
Just when Mo Shaocheng wanted to continue, Shen Manman fainted.
She no longer struggled, no longer cursed, and remained motionless.
