Evil Young Master's Bedside Love

Fang walked into Holt's office. The office was empty. There was no sign of him.

When Fang Zhihe was about to sit down on the sofa, he suddenly saw something that piqued his curiosity.

A pink gift box sat on Holt's desk. It was exceptionally eye-catching in the cold, black and white environment.

Unable to hold back his curiosity, he walked over and opened the gift box. A rich fragrance wafted into his nose, and he saw several cake cups and patterned biscuits inside the gift box.

Fang Zhihe could not help but be puzzled. How could there be such a thing on Holt's desk? As far as he knew, he didn't like sweets.

Coincidentally, it was the meal time and Fang Zhihe was also hungry. Smelling the refreshing fragrance of the milk, he couldn't help but reach out to grab a fast biscuit and put it in his mouth.

Hall Sheng took a cold shower and walked out of his room. When he walked out, he saw Fang Zhihe standing in front of his desk, eating a piece of biscuit. His expression couldn't help but turn cold as he strode over.

"Why did you randomly move my things?" There was a faint note of anger in his voice.

Hearing this, Fang Zhihe turned his head to look at Holt. Looking at him, he said with an aggrieved expression, "We've been brothers for so many years. It's just a biscuit from you. Why are you so angry!?"

Fang Zhihe's words caused Hall Shengwei to be stunned for a moment. The expression on her face returned to its usual grave and indifferent expression. Only, the deep understanding in her eyes deepened.

He didn't even notice that just now, he … Was he really angry? It was only because Fang Zhihe had eaten a biscuit given to him by Bai Mojiao.

Seeing the look on Holt's face, Fang Zhihe had an understanding look on his face after having been friends with him for so many years. He smiled evilly and said, "It can't be that Secretary Bai gave you a birthday present?"

Bai Moyan knew that it was Holsham's birthday when he spoke to him at the door, so was this his birthday present for Holsham? Other than that, there shouldn't be anyone else. After all, there weren't many people who knew of his birthday.

Even if he did not answer, Fang Zhihe had an answer when he saw the subtle change in expression on his face as his voice fell behind.

"Knock!" At this moment, the door of the office was knocked. Today, only Bai Mojiao was at work. It was obvious who the person knocking on the door was.

"Come in."

After receiving his permission, Bai Moyan opened the door and walked in. He lowered his gaze and said in a businesslike voice, "I'm here to add some chopsticks."

Before he could say anything, Fang Zhihe's voice rang out, "Did Secretary Bai eat lunch?"

Bai Mojiao did not react. He thought Fang Zhihe was asking politely, so he answered honestly, "Not yet."

"We haven't even started eating yet. Secretary Bai, why don't you join us? Think of it as a way to celebrate his birthday. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Bai Moyan's body trembled. It was completely out of his expectation that Fang Zhihe would invite her to eat with them.

Bai Mo Chen's subconscious reaction was naturally to refuse.

Fang Zhihe was naturally one of the same kind. He was an expert who was several levels higher than Bai Moyan. Just as Bai Moyan was about to open his mouth and utter a sound, he heard Fang Zhihe's voice, "You're not going to not give me any face?"

Since Fang Zhihe had already said so, it would be too embarrassing for Bai Moyan to reject him. Since he didn't want to, he could only bite the bullet and gently nod his head.

"Then I'll go to that pair of chopsticks."

As Bai Mojiao spoke, he turned around and left the office.

Holsham gave him a cursory glance and headed off in the direction of the dining room.

Fang Zhi He couldn't help but curse in his heart. What an awkward man.

After returning to the teahouse, Bai Moyan let out a long sigh. She didn't know how to face Holt and stay in the same space with him.

Ever since Holt confessed to her, Bai Mo Lian really didn't know how to face her. Bai Mo Lian just couldn't understand.

Why would an outstanding man like him like a woman with a stain on her body? It would have been fine if he didn't know, but he clearly knew his relationship with Yan Haotian, as well as the matter of him being annulled before his marriage …

Bai Mo Yan could not understand.

But he was not someone who could be seen through so easily.

Perhaps … It was just a moment of hormonal activity, or perhaps it was because he felt guilty for taking her to Yan Haotian's wedding.

After taking the utensils, Bai Moyan went to his office. When he arrived at the dining hall, he found that Holt and Fang Zhihe had already taken their seats.

However, he only saw that Holt wasn't sitting in his usual seat. Instead, he was sitting in the same row as Fang Zhihe.

Although the dining table was very large and could fit a dozen people, it would be too deliberate if she sat very far away from them.

"Boss Fang, your dishes." Bai Moyan placed a set of bowl and chopsticks in front of Fang Zhihe.

During the meal, the three of them remained silent. As Huo Sheng was a person who was taciturn, naturally, Bai Moyan would not dare to say anything as he was stuck between the two of them.

Fang Zhihe had always been a chatterbox. He could not stand such a strange atmosphere, so he took the initiative to change the topic, "Secretary Bai, did you make the birthday present you gave to Ah Sheng? It's delicious. It's even better than the French masters. "

He didn't expect that Fang Zhihe would taste the dessert he made. Facing such praise, Bai Mojiao felt embarrassed, "I made it myself. I've only learned a little bit. Director Fang is praising me too much."

"Our Secretary Bai is so beautiful and clever. Whoever marries you in the future would truly be blessed by that person." Fang Zhihe said in a praising tone.

However, when his words landed in Bai Mojiao's ears, for some reason, he felt that Fang Zhihe's words were implying something.

However, with Fang Zhihe's character, he shouldn't be secretly mocking him. He should just be straightforward.

Would he feel lucky to be married to himself? He should only feel unlucky...

As he thought about the bitter taste that appeared at the corner of Bai Mo Yan's mouth, his bright eyes became slightly dimmer.

Even though he seemed to be eating his own food, out of the corner of his eye, he was watching Bai Moyan's every move.

He naturally noticed the sadness in Bai Moyan's eyes. Fang Zhihe's words must have made Bai Moyan overthink it.

It was obvious that he wanted to see Bai Mojiao injured, but every time he saw her deeply wounded like a little deer, he would feel displeased from the bottom of his heart.

The reason for this was because the only person who could injure Bai Mo Lian was him, he could only do so in his heart.