my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 496
Looking at the current situation, Guan Zichen was sitting on the sofa, either staring at Guan Zihao, or just looking away, without saying a word, as if someone owed him hundreds of millions.

Although Guan Zihao was excited about coming to his brother's house for the first time, the air pressure was too low, so he could only sit on the sofa cautiously and dare not move around.

Lan Mo thought, if she sat on another sofa, a triangle would be formed, and it would be no wonder if she didn't freeze to death.

She waited for a long time, seeing that Guan Zichen had a gloomy face and didn't come over to eat, while Haohao was obviously hungry, but he didn't dare to move when his brother didn't move.

For a while, the air pressure was still too low.

Lan Mo was really angry this time, he called her here and treated her like air, and ignored her even after cooking.

"Guan Zichen, do you want to eat? I'm going home!"

He can figure it out for himself, her legs hurt a little from running around like this, and she has to look at other people's faces, it's really frustrating.

Hearing her yelling, Guan Zichen seemed to have just come back to his senses, seeing her angrily walk around him to get her bag, and hurriedly came to his senses and pulled her.

"Xiao Mo,"

"What are you doing? Only now do you know how to talk to me?" Lan Mo actually didn't really want to leave just now, she couldn't drive at all in her current state.

Even if she wanted to leave, she could only go to her former villa, which Guan Zichen told her.

By the sea, the villas of the two of them are one behind the other.

"I didn't hear it just now, I'm sorry." He apologized in a low voice, his eyes couldn't hide the exhaustion.

Seeing him like this, Lan Mo couldn't bear it anymore, and sighed, seeing Guan Zihao still sitting peacefully on the sofa, she wanted to continue to sigh again.

"Okay, you two, come and eat first."

The dinner ended in silence, Guan Zichen really couldn't face Guan Zihao, if he wasn't too busy today, he would have asked someone to send him away.

Especially, at night, memories would invade his mind like a tide.

After a hasty dinner, he didn't say a word, and went to the balcony alone. The sea breeze was blowing, and his mind was a little clear, but he still couldn't face it.

He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. Ever since he was shot in the chest, the doctor had warned him not to smoke anymore. He also injured his leg because of Lan Mo.

(End of this chapter)