"Are you coming here to eat too?" Li Jichu asked with a smile.
Zhou Mo nodded expressionlessly, why else would he be here?
Just go past him, not really wanting to talk to this person.
But Li Jichu didn't think so. He followed Zhou Mo, "I happen to be here for dinner, why don't we come together?"
When Zhou Mo heard this, his first thought was, how did this person become the principal?
Can't you see that she doesn't want to eat with him?
"No." Zhou Mo refused coldly, walked straight to the private room, opened the door and went in.
As soon as Fang Shiji saw someone coming, he immediately laughed and said, "Master."
Zhou Mo walked in, followed by a stereotyped man.
Fang Shiji paused for a moment, thinking about who this person was. Duan Jingci said in surprise, "Principal Li?"
When Feng Cheng heard the voice, he squinted his eyes slightly and moved his gaze from Li Jichu to Zhou Mo.
Zhou Mo was a little surprised by Duan Jingci's reaction. Do they know each other?
She walked over expressionlessly, pulled out the chair next to Fang Shiji and sat down.
Li Jichu was as surprised as Duan Jingci, he didn't expect to meet them here.
"It turns out it's you, so I'll welcome you to dine together." Li Jichu smiled and pulled out the chair next to him.
I sat down under the gaze of everyone.
Duan Jingci clicked his tongue, why is Li Jichu still as shameless as ever?
"Hasn't Lord Fengjiu returned to the imperial capital?" After Li Jichu finished speaking, he calmly poured himself a glass of water.
There was no expression on Feng Cheng's picturesque face. He never spoke much, so he became more wary of Li Jichu's appearance.
"Yeah." He said it concisely and concisely, which was the highest response to Li Jichu.
The atmosphere in the private room seemed to have fallen into an eerie silence due to Li Jichu's arrival.
Zhou Mo looked down and played with his phone as if nothing was wrong. She suddenly raised her head, glanced at the milk in front of her, and asked Feng Cheng, "Is this for me?"
Feng Cheng's lips slightly raised, "Yes, sister, I want to drink it while it's hot."
This little sister choked Li Jichu, who was drinking tea seriously.
As far as he knows, the Feng family does not have a sister named Zhou. What is the relationship between Feng Cheng and Zhou Mo?
Zhou Mo held the cell phone in one hand and picked up the milk cup with the other. He took a sip when his cell phone suddenly rang.
She put down the cup and took a look. It was a call from Zhou Kefu.
Zhou Mo hesitated for a while, but finally picked up, and Zhou Kefu's emotionless voice came over the other end of the phone.
"There is a dinner party tonight, please accompany me." Zhou Kefu's attitude toward Zhou Mo was as if he was giving orders to work.
But Zhou Mo didn't care, "Okay." He agreed readily.
After a few people had dinner, they returned to Zhou's house.
Fang Shiji was sent by Zhou Mo to plant medicinal herbs.
She was drawing symbols in the room, while Feng Cheng and Duan Jingci didn't know what they were doing in the next room.
After Zhou Mo finished drawing the last talisman, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the phone rang again, and it was Zhou Kefu calling again.
Zhou Mo didn’t answer.
There was a knock on the door. Zhou Mo turned his head and glanced, put down Chen Xuan, and walked over to open the door.
Outside the door, Feng Cheng was wearing a white shirt, looking extremely noble.
"Brother?" Zhou Mo spoke first.
Feng Cheng saw that there was a lot of paint on her hands and guessed that she must be drawing symbols, "Wash your hands and go downstairs to eat."
It's fine if he doesn't mention eating, but Zhou Mo gets hungry when he mentions eating.
"Okay."
In the past, when she was still Zhou Yi, she always traveled around to fight and kill, and few people would come to her to eat like this.
Even if there is, it is still a dispute between family interests.
She wants to go back to Nanmiao.
I want to go back and have a look.
Zhou Mo pondered for half a second before turning around and entering the room. The moment she turned around, Feng Cheng seemed to see the loss in her eyes.
After a while, Zhou Mo washed her hands and changed her clothes. She was wearing a pure black dress and a white shirt.
When the housekeeper saw Zhou Mo coming down, he greeted her politely, "Miss."
Looking at Zhou Mo, it seemed that he still had something to say.
Zhou Mo glanced at him hastily, "Tell me, what's the matter."
The housekeeper looked surprised, can Zhou Mo read minds now?
"The master just called and asked you to go to He's house early to attend the banquet."
The He family is very prestigious in T City, and their ancestors were all scholarly families.
He Jun is a famous guqin master, the president of the T City Piano Association, and the nephew of Grandma Zhou Mo.
It's just that Zhou Mo couldn't understand. Zhou Kefu knew that his grandma didn't like her, but he still wanted to take her to today's dinner?
Is there any good thing that needs to be done by her?
Today’s dishes are all Zhou Mo’s favorite, and she hasn’t told the housekeeper what kind of dishes she likes?
Even if the housekeeper had to prepare something that the original owner liked to eat, how could he prepare her favorite food so coincidentally?
Looking at the steamed pork ribs and plain-cut chicken on the table, Zhou Mo was confused.
Feng Cheng took all her emotions into consideration, smiled, and gave her a piece of ribs.
Zhou Mo looked at the ribs in the bowl and thought thoughtfully, "How does brother know that I like to eat ribs?"
Her words were almost certain. Feng Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "I just guessed."
Of course, this was false, and he knew it a long time ago.
Zhou Mo said "Oh." He didn't think deeply about it and lowered his head to eat.
***
He family.
"Qiangqiang, are Zhou Mo coming too?" Song Yanyan was so angry when she thought about what happened to Zhou Mo today.
Zhou Qiangqiang held the juice cup with a gloomy expression on her face, "My dad brought her here."
Thinking of this, Zhou Qiangqiang felt angry. In the past, Zhou Kefu would only bring her here alone on such occasions.
Zhou Mo has been acting like a stranger since he fell into the water, and he doesn’t know what kind of ecstasy soup he poured into his father.
Dad should bring her to attend her uncle's banquet. She is the eldest lady of the Zhou family!
"On an occasion like today, if you call her over, your dad won't be trying to trick her, right?" After saying that, Song Yanyan covered her mouth and laughed.
This banquet of the He family is mainly for the purpose of meeting friends with Qin, and is held every year on October 7th.
The deeds of Zhou Mo's idiot are known to everyone in wealthy circles. Why didn't Zhou Kefu bring her here to make a fool of herself in public?
Zhou Qiangqiang's eyes lit up and she looked happy, "How do I know this? My father probably wants her to come over and see the world."
After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled.
Here, Zhou Kefu didn't look good to Zhou Mo all the way because Zhou Mo didn't answer the phone.
"Next time, remember to pick up the phone when I call you." Zhou Kefu said in a bad tone.
Zhou Mo just looked at him with an indifferent expression and said nothing.
The phone rang at this time. It was a message from Shen Bining. Zhou Mo lowered his head and glanced.
Shen Bining sent her a lot of Zhuohua clothes, and Zhou Mo took one look at them and turned off his phone.
"You can behave well in front of your uncle in a while. I have already said hello to him and asked your uncle to teach you how to play the piano."
"If you can be like your sister, joining the Piano Association will also help you get married."
Zhou Kefu talked a lot, and when he saw Zhou Mo's expression of despair, he felt angry for no reason.
I don’t know if I heard it or not.
The He family was very big, and Zhou Mo was attracted by the antique decoration.
However, everyone who came to the dinner was wearing evening clothes, which seemed a bit awkward.
If you change this into a Chinese-style dress, it will give you the feeling of traveling to ancient times.