Falling tonight

Chapter 53 What It Looks Like

Zhao Rou's heart moved, and she deliberately said casually, "What is our relationship? You are so lenient."

Mu Zhou poured himself a cup of tea, with a calm posture, he raised his eyelids to look at her with a smile in his eyes, "What do you think?"

He held the porcelain cup and brought the tea to his mouth, his whole person was gentle and ascetic.

Putting down the white porcelain cup, he rubbed the wall of the cup carefully with his fingertips, and said leisurely, "Who was crying and fussing just now, begging me for life or death?"

Zhao Rou sat opposite him and saw him stretch out his long, clean fingertips and tap lightly on the table, making a crisp sound.

Zhao Rou's face turned red.

On the table in the presidential suite, he used his hand...

A trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she pretended to pick up the water glass in front of her and took a sip, hiding her uncomfortable expression.

Mu Zhou leaned forward teasingly and asked, knowingly, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhao Rou glared at him, and when she saw him squinting his eyes in a teasing manner, she simply turned her head to avoid his sight.

At this time, there was a knock on the private room door, and the manager asked outside the door if he could serve food.

Mu Zhou responded, the private room door was opened, and Zhao Rou felt the awkward atmosphere in the private room dissipate.

The dishes were all served, Zhao Rou looked at the seafood on the table, her eyes widened.

After being tormented by a certain beast for two hours, it was already past meal time and she was already belly-to-belly. Considering that there were other people in the box, Zhao Rou swallowed her saliva with patience.

Seeing her greedy expression, Mu Zhou silently raised the corners of his lips.

After the waiter left first, the young-looking manager walked up to Mu Zhou and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Mu, the old lady knows that you have brought a woman here and is asking me about the situation. How should I reply?"

Mu Zhou glanced at Zhao Rou, who was about to drool at the corner of her mouth, and said to the manager: "Manager Lu, just say what you see. If you don't see it, don't make it up out of thin air."

Manager Lu nodded, "I understand."

Manager Lu has worked hard in society for many years and worked under Mu Zhou. He immediately knew that Mu Zhou meant Tai Chi.

He only told what was on the surface. As for what the old lady wanted to find out more about Mr. Mu and the woman, she didn’t know or understand.

Seeing that the manager finally left and they were the only two people left in the box, Zhao Rou couldn't hold it any longer and impatiently grabbed her chopsticks and started eating.

Mu Zhou saw her unsightly movements and frowned, "Slow down, it will look ugly when you eat."

Zhao Rou just choked on the lobster meat, rolled her eyes at him, and said in a vague voice, "Then who looks good when eating, Xin Yun?"

Muzhou stopped moving his hands and was stunned for a second.

After Zhao Rou finished speaking, she realized that she was outspoken. Just now, Bai Zhenghe mentioned Xin Yun, and the name kept popping up in her mind unconsciously. Just now, it even popped out of her mouth without thinking.

She carefully looked at Mu Zhou's expression, not missing his moment of pause.

Mu Zhou did not respond to Zhao Rou's question.

He said, "I remember that in Haizhiyun, you looked very reserved while eating."

Zhao Rou searched for memories, it was the time she was called to have a dinner with Han Zihao and Mu Zhou's family.

At that time, she was worried about being pierced by Mu Zhou's eyes and kept her head buried in eating. Wasn't she so reserved?

Zhao Rou grinned at him, "Of course, you must look good in front of your elders."

"So, you are who you really are in front of me?"

Zhao Rou was confused by this question, "What do I look like?"

Mu Zhou wanted to say that she didn't look like a lady from a famous family.

After all, the women he had seen and dealt with, whether they were in the workplace or from aristocratic families, behaved in any situation, either noble, elegant, temperamental, or reserved and dignified.

It's just that Zhao Rou's devouring look, although not beautiful, is smart and natural, without any pretense. With such a beautiful face, it looks very eye-catching.

Seeing his silence, Zhao Rou thought he wanted to criticize her.So she took a preemptive strike, "I don't follow any rules. If you want me to behave like a lady like Zhao Fangyi, I'm called elder brother and younger brother is short. I can't do it, so don't PUA me."

These words made Mu Zhou laugh out loud. The magnetic voice echoed in the small private room and passed into Zhao Rou's eardrums, making her feel numb.

He smiled ambiguously, his eyebrows raised in a beautiful arc.

"You reminded me, I'm happy for you to call me that when we're in bed."

Zhao Rou swallowed, receiving his direct gaze, she quickly lowered her eyes to avoid the dishes.

She cursed in her mind, knowing that this man had many tricks up his sleeve, but she didn't know he had so many tricks up his sleeve.

Zhao Rou lowered her head. From Mu Zhou's perspective, her neck was covered in pink, and he suddenly felt that all the delicacies on the table no longer smelled good.

Now I just want to taste that pinkish white.

Zhao Rou didn't know what he was thinking, so she changed the subject, "It seems like it's the first time for the two of us to eat alone."

"Well," Mu Zhou paused slightly and put down his chopsticks, "how many meals have you and Bai Zhenghe had?"

Zhao Rou frowned, "Why are you talking about him again? I've already explained it to you."

Mu Zhou snorted coldly, "Is it useful to explain to me? How do you want to explain to Han Zihao?"

Zhao Rou was furious: "It's useless to explain to you, then why do you do that...that..."

"What kind?" Mu Zhou raised his eyebrows, and Zhao Rou stopped talking.

She cleared her throat, "I still have to go to his house to get the camera. I can't break up with him now, so I'm going to go find him tomorrow and comfort him first before I can get the video."

Mu Zhou disdained her approach, "You are sending yourself into the tiger's mouth."

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son."

Mu Zhou was dissatisfied, "Don't take yourself too seriously. If he turns against you, you will never get anything."

Zhao Rou leaned forward and asked him with a smile, "You will go tomorrow too. As long as you are here, he won't do anything to me."

"No time."

Zhao Rou pursed her lips and said, "Stingy."

So, she realized belatedly that they were bickering like ordinary lovers now, and the atmosphere was not inconsistent at all.

She looked up at Mu Zhou secretly and saw that he was eating food slowly.

What Zhao Rou didn't know was that Mu Zhou felt the same as her. He didn't expect that he would spend time eating with a woman, and the process would be quite enjoyable.

In the past, he would only think that this kind of thing was a waste of time. Except for business needs, he would not do such purposeless things at all.

The two people behind them finished their meal in silence, and Mu Zhou sent Zhao Rou back.

On the way back, Mu Zhou answered a phone call. It seemed that there was some official business to deal with later. He sent Zhao Rou back to the apartment and drove away.

Zhao Rou turned on her phone when she got home. Dozens of missed calls from Zhao Fangyi popped up. She deleted the record without even thinking about it.

Then a message from Muzhou popped up on WeChat, asking her where she was, but she didn't reply.

Zhao Rou thought of what he had asked in the hotel and suddenly realized that Mu Zhou had deliberately asked this question after knowing that she and Bai Zhenghe were in and out of the mall.

The next day, Zhao Rou saw the blue and purple scars on her body in the mirror, and took a deep breath. Especially the area around the collarbone, it was impossible to look straight at it!
Zhao Rou felt irritated at the thought of going to Han Zihao to act and possibly being discovered by him.

So she took out her phone and clicked a few times as if to vent her anger.

Mu Zhou was at his desk approving documents when his phone vibrated. He raised it to look at the screen. There were only three words in the dialog box.

dog man!
Mu Zhou sat up straight, tapped the screen with his fingers, and said - "?"

(End of this chapter)