Mo Bei could be indifferent to everything, but he couldn't resist his wife's smile.
"Drink it quickly. The effect of the medicine will be weakened when it gets cold. The temperature is just right now." Gu Anran put her fair and cool fingers on Mo Bei's big hand, pushed the bowl of dark medicine, and poured it into his hand.
Deliver it to your mouth.
"Be good, open your mouth, ah..."
As soon as her gentle voice sounded, Mo Bei seemed to have been poisoned, and he opened his mouth obediently.
After swallowing all the bitter concoction, he was agitated. He frowned in pain, closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa without saying a word for a long time.
Gu Anran raised his eyebrows and smiled. He put away the medicine bowl and said with a little smile, "Drink a few more times and you'll get used to it."
"..." Mo Bei frowned and shook his head back and forth. This time he didn't agree with his wife's words at all. You won't get used to this medicine no matter how many times you drink it.
Gu Anran walked to the kitchen and a voice came from the kitchen: "I found a big casserole. Today I will boil all the Chinese medicine for these ten days and put it in the refrigerator. You can take it out and heat it up every day when you drink it.
You can drink it directly, which is more convenient. If you can't stand the taste, just take Xingze outside to play."
"!" Still need to make medicine? As soon as Gu Anran said that he still needed to make medicine, the bitter taste came out of Mo Bei's mouth.
Mo Bei was so frightened that he opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xingze standing in front of him with his head tilted, smiling so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.
"Hey, Lao Mo, mommy is making medicine, will you take me out to play?"
As he wished, Mo Bei led Xingze to the open-air children's playground in the center of the community.
Mo Bei was sitting on a row of benches under the shadow of a tree. Xingze ran to the swing with his calves and ran to the slide to play for a while.
Mo Bei seemed motionless like a statue, but in fact his eyes followed Xingze closely and never let up for a moment.
Xingze ran too fast and accidentally fell to the ground. Xingze fell to the ground, and Mo Bei's heart ached violently.
The muscles all over his body also tightened, and he almost jumped up and rushed over to hug Xingze.
Fortunately, he held back. When he was hesitating to pick him up, Xingze got up on his own, patted the soil on his body, shook his little arms like lotus roots, and ran away to play nimbly.
Mo Bei raised his eyebrows: Very good, he is indeed my son, he is not squeamish at all!
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in Mo Bei's pupils.
The man also came to Mo Bei and stopped. Although Mo Bei was wearing sunglasses and a mask, these things could not block the acquaintance. After a brief eye contact, the man also recognized Mo Bei.
"Mo Bei?"
"Hmm." Mo Bei didn't stand up, but just said a faint "Hmm".
The person standing in front of him is He Qiushi.
I remember that when they first entered the city, they saved his son who fell into the water and got their first business opportunity.
At that time, Mo Bei couldn't even imagine that a few years later, He Qiushi would still be the same He Qiushi, but he would no longer be the poor mountain village boy he once was.
Now that Mo Bei's financial resources have surpassed He Qiushi's by a large margin, he no longer needs to feel out of reach in front of He Qiushi.
And the reason why he ignored He Qiushi was not because he was richer than He Qiushi now. It was because He Qiushi was someone he looked down on from the inside out.
First, he was coldly violent towards Zheng Anan's mother and son, and had an ambiguous relationship with his ex-girlfriend, which eventually led to a family being separated.
Later, because he was also in the clothing business, although his clothing business had developed quite well in recent years, it was always overshadowed by the clothing factories run by Mo Guangshen and Yang Tao.
He was not convinced, so he always played tricks in secret. During the heavy rain last year, a large hole appeared in the roof of the warehouse that Mo Guangshen had just overhauled for no apparent reason. Rainwater poured into the warehouse and soaked raw materials worth hundreds of thousands.
Not only were the raw materials lost, but a large order was delayed and a lot of liquidated damages were incurred. This large order subsequently fell into the hands of He Qiushi.
Although the person who damaged the roof of the warehouse was not caught, everyone knew that their colleagues were enemies and that He Qiushi had found someone to do this.
Facing Mo Bei's indifferent response, He Qiushi looked a little embarrassed and asked with a forced smile: "You live here too?"
"Yeah." Mo Bei said nasally again.
The muscles around He Qiushi's eyes twitched, and he glared at Mo Bei quietly, scolding him in his mind.
"Who do you think you are? Are you afraid that you have forgotten how your family got rich? If I hadn't given you the opportunity, would you have given the Mo family a chance to dance in front of me?"
"The business world is changing, and everyone is crossing the river by feeling the stones. You are so proud! Maybe one day you will fall into the abyss and never get over it! With your attitude towards others, no one will be able to help you by then.
A handful! Bah!"
He Qiushi flicked the leaves that had fallen on his shoulders, raised his head proudly and boasted: "I have wanted to buy a house here for a long time, but I have never been sure whether I want to settle here. I have been hesitant in the past few years, and recently I just bought a house here."
I’ve made up my mind and I’ll buy it. My clothing business is in Nancheng, and the time I stay in Nancheng is longer than the time I go back to Beijing, so I can’t stay in a hotel every day.”
Xingze quickly got to know a few children, and they played a little game of weaving flower baskets together. Xingze had a lot of fun.
"Yes." Mo Bei looked away from Xingze for a moment. He raised the corners of his lips and said to He Qiushi: "Don't Mr. He have a two-story villa in Nancheng? Although the value of that house
It’s not as high as Jincu Manor, but it can still accommodate people, right? Why do you still need to stay in a hotel? Could it be that Mr. He sold that house to raise money to buy the house here? "
The houses in Jincu Manor are extremely expensive, and for people like He Qiushi, the pharmaceutical factory run by his father in Beijing is still the largest private pharmaceutical factory in the country so far.
He Qiushi's family background is very good, but it is still difficult for him to buy the house in Jincu Manor through his own efforts.
In order to prove his ability to his father in Beijing, it is understandable that he wants to buy a house here to prove his ability.
He Qiushi's face turned ugly, "Mo Bei, I have to remind you. How many years have you been good at it? How dare you laugh at me? You can afford a house, can't I afford it? I'll sell that house
It’s because I don’t want to live here anymore, not just to raise money to buy this place!”
"Oh." Mo Bei nodded, "Mr. He has the strength to buy the house in Jincu Homes."
"Of course!"
"Then I understand. Mr. He, you must have been deceived."
"Liar? Who lied to me?"
Gu Anran pointed to the side, "The previous owner of the house Mr. He just looked at was named Shen Wanshan. Do you remember Shen Wanshan? He fell from upstairs and died violently. Although no one died in this house, this house also
Because of this, the value has depreciated a lot. The real estate company wants to sell this house to Mr. He, but Mr. He can't buy it. It's better to buy the regular price, which is only one-fifth more expensive than this house."