President Daddy is super strong

"Mr. Zhong, come in and sit down."

Before lunch, something so unpleasant happened. As the master, Mo yanjue has a great responsibility.

Seeing two women holding motionless in the yard, maybe they have begun to wipe tears. They two big men always feel a little inappropriate now. They simply invite Zhong Qingfeng to come into the house for tea.

Hearing this, Zhong Qingfeng's worried look changed. He smiled politely at Mo yanjue and said, "OK."

Hearing Zhong Qingfeng's promise, Mo yanjue turned first and walked towards the living room, while Zhong Qingfeng, who was standing on the doorstep, looked at Sun Zhenzhen a little uneasily, and then walked towards the room step by step.

Teahouse.

Mo yanjue moves elegantly when the boiling water is poured into the cover bowl. The skillful warm cup, tea placing and tea washing make a full play of the whole tea making process.

In particular, other fingers are slender and beautiful. It's more like flowing water and clouds to do this set of movements, which shows a kind of noble temperament.

Zhong Qingfeng sits opposite him, but he has no idea to appreciate his tea making skills.

His heart had been completely outside, worried about sun Zhenzhen.

"Tea, please, Mr. Zhong."

The fragrance of the tea is wafting in the air. Mo yanjue politely reminds Zhong Qingfeng.

"Miss Sun is accompanied by my wife. Mr. Zhong doesn't have to worry."

Mo yanjue gently lifted the teacup, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. His face suddenly showed a satisfied expression.

He calmed down to taste tea in recent years, from liking all kinds of pure red wine to liking to sit down and enjoy a cup of tea slowly, during the time when Qiqi accident left him.

Drinking alcohol can temporarily paralyze his nerves with alcohol, but after waking up, there will be no less sadness, but it will become more serious because of being drunk, and it will remind him of more previous drops.

Tea tasting is not the same. When you are upset, you can be alone and quietly fiddle with the tea set in your hand. You can't help but calm down your heart, so that you can better talk with yourself, put aside the false shell and see your heart.

In this complex society, especially the people who fight in the market, they have to face all kinds of people every day. If they say this kind of duplicity for a long time, they will show people in disguise.

When the mask is worn for a long time, sometimes even you can't tell which is the real self.

Take his acquaintance with Muqiqi as an example. At the beginning, he was very disgusted with her and didn't like her.

I've been together for a long time. I think she's a lovely little woman. I want to get close to her, but I can't tear off the mask on my face. I'm even more embarrassed to pull down my face to do something that is normal but humiliating in his eyes.

To find excuses and faults to make trouble for her.

Fortunately, in the end, it broke the window paper anyway.

As a passer-by, he now looks at Mr. Zhong in front of him and can't help but worry about him.

It's obvious that sun Zhenzhen has no love for him at all. Today, he is just a shield, but he seems to be serious.

"How does Mr. Zhong know Miss Sun?" Handsome face with a smile, Mo yanjue asked casually.

Zhong Qingfeng, who has been fidgeting all the time, hears moyanjue's question and returns to his mind slightly. Then, just like thinking about a long time ago, he can't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

"We know each other at work..."