Madam is right

Chapter 543 123. How do you prove it?

Lin Yuan smiled contentedly at this moment, but he suddenly thought of another question, although those refugees can indeed be used, but how should they pay for this labor gold?

Lin Yuan asked Zhao Mo again, after all, Zhao Mo was the person in charge.

But Zhao Mo said in the end that he was in charge of all these matters, and as long as the refugees didn't say they had any objections, he didn't care.

With Zhao Mo's words, what else does Lin Yuan have to worry about?

Originally, he was thinking that this batch of disaster relief money would be shared with Zhao Mo, but what Zhao Mo said now meant giving him all the benefits?
Then what is he dissatisfied with?
Wine, what a good thing!
Lin Yuan thought that Zhao Mo was drunk, so he pretended to write a letter of appointment, and asked Zhao Mo to sign it to be relieved.

Zhao Mo naturally signed his name without hesitation.

That night, Lin Yuan also got drunk in Zhao Mo's small courtyard before he was sent back to the Lin residence.

Not long after Lin Yuan left, the small courtyard that was full of singing and dancing not long ago became so quiet that people wondered if there was really someone inside.

Zhao Mo finished washing and changed his clothes.

It's just that after changing so many clothes in the past few days, Zhao Mo just felt that something was missing.

He stood alone in the yard of the small courtyard, looked up at the moon in the night sky, and sighed.

At this time, Lu Feng came to report that Lin Yuan had been sent back to the mansion.

Just after Lu Feng finished his report, Nishang also came.

Standing not far behind Zhao Mo, she said, "My lord, tonight..."

Zhao Mo looked up at the moon, suddenly raised his lips and smiled, and said, "Let's play later tonight."

After all, Nishang didn't even see clearly, the figure of the person in front of him had disappeared.

Lu Feng sighed deeply, and resignedly chased after him.

That night, Mo Zhichu was lying on the bed, and for some reason, he suddenly felt very hot in his heart, and couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning.

Mo Zhichu was lying on his side, his big eyes were staring at the wall in front of him depressedly, and his cheeks were puffed out angrily.

Mo Zhichu couldn't remember how long he hadn't experienced this kind of insomnia.

Suddenly, she heard some slight movements, and although she didn't move, she instantly became vigilant.

After a while, she felt someone hugging her gently from behind.

That feeling is so familiar, you don't even need to look at her to know who it is.

Mo Zhichu turned around in his arms, a little unbelievable: "Why are you back? Aren't you still in Yangzhou?"

Zhao Mo smiled, "I miss you, come back to see you."

He lowered his voice, and whispered childishly: "Don't tell Brother Huang, I sneaked back here, hehe."

It's fine if he doesn't speak, but when he speaks, he smells like alcohol.

Mo Zhichu frowned: "Have you been drinking?"

"Hey, a little bit, not much."

He retracted his arm, and hugged Mo Zhichu a little tighter: "Did Chu'er miss me? Well, no. Why isn't Chu'er still asleep? It's so late, you're not good!"

"you're drunk."

"I do not have."

"……you're drunk."

"I don't." He leaned over and sucked at the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile, "I don't. I can still kiss you."

Mo Zhichu was helpless, and he said he was not drunk after all this?
"you're drunk."

Zhao Mo said, "I didn't, I didn't, I didn't! How about I prove it?"

"How do you prove it?"

(End of this chapter)