Qin Muhan anxiously wrote and deleted in the input box, deleted and wrote again. After dilly-dallying for fifteen minutes, before he could decide what to post, another message suddenly popped up on WeChat.
"Brother Han, I've been waiting for you for fifteen minutes. I saw you typing, but I didn't see you sending me a message. Are you planning to send me a thousand-word text?"
When Qin Muhan saw the message sent by Mo Wushuang, he silently looked at his input box and struggled for fifteen minutes before typing out three words: Wrong message.
If he just sends these three words, will Mo Wushuang be angry?
Qin Muhan frowned in confusion, and once again racked his brains to polish the three words in the input box.
Finally, I edited a message that seemed to have a lot of words and sent it:
"Sorry, I just sent the wrong message. Those two sentences were not sent to you."
After sending this message, he waited for Mo Wushuang's reply for an eternity.
With such a reply, Mo Wushuang should not know that he just wanted to tell her about breaking off the engagement, right?
Moreover, Mo Wushuang should be curious about who he was sending a message to just now, and take the initiative to follow him, right?
Two minutes later, Qin Muhan hadn't waited for Mo Wushuang's message, so he thought Mo Wushuang thought there were too few words, so he quickly sent another message in frustration.
"The phone was stuck just now, so you will see that I am typing."
After the message was sent, it seemed like everything was lost. Mo Wushuang still didn't reply to Qin Muhan.
Qin Muhan waited patiently for fifteen minutes, but still did not receive a reply from Mo Wushuang. He nervously squeezed the pen in his hand, looked at the assistant who had just brought him a cup of coffee expressionlessly, and asked coldly:
“Under what circumstances would a woman not reply to her fiancé’s messages?”
The assistant put down the coffee and said reflexively: "Under normal circumstances, he would be angry!"
"Are you angry?" Qin Muhan paused as he picked up the coffee, and the coffee suddenly spilled on his hand.
Upon seeing this, the assistant panicked and picked up a tissue to wipe Qin Muhan's hands. Qin Muhan suddenly moved away, unwilling to have physical contact with others.
The assistant then remembered his CEO's quirks and quickly persuaded him: "Master Qin, this coffee has just been brewed. Go to the bathroom and rinse it with cold water, otherwise your hands will be burned."
Qin Muhan waved his hand to the assistant coldly: "You go out first, I will handle it myself."
The assistant had no choice but to turn around and leave.
As soon as the assistant left, Qin Muhan's calm expression suddenly cracked. He picked up his phone in a panic, quickly edited a message and sent it to Mo Wushuang:
"My phone really broke just now. I didn't mean to not reply to your message for so long."
After waiting for a while, he still didn't receive a message from Mo Wushuang. Annoyed and anxious, he sent another message to Mo Wushuang.
"Wushuang, don't be angry. I'll get a new phone right away and send the old phone to you so you can smash it to vent your anger."
At this moment, he completely forgot that his hands were burned by the coffee, and was concentrating on waiting for Mo Wushuang's reply.
However, he still didn't wait for Mo Wushuang's reply until his hands got a few big blisters because he didn't handle them in time.
Qin Muhan's eyes were full of anticipation, so his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and his whole body exuded a terrifying cold aura, like the devil of hell.
He directly called Qin Tian, another confidant and bodyguard, and ordered coldly:
"Check immediately where Mo Wushuang is and what he is doing. Give me the news in five minutes."
Qin Tian: "Yes, Mr. Qin."
…
the other side.
Mo Wushuang had just finished teasing Qin Muhan about sending her a thousand-word long article when his cell phone suddenly rang.
When she saw that the contact on the caller ID was Gu Tingshen, she thought of her plan, immediately exited WeChat and answered the phone:
"Hey, is this Brother Tingshen?"
"It's me, sister Wushuang." Gu Tingshen deliberately lowered his voice and replied in a pretentious bubble tone.
Mo Wushuang pretended to be surprised and asked: "Ting Shen, why do you have time to call me?"
Gu Tingshen said greasyly: "I miss you. No matter how busy I am, I will call you."
Mo Wushuang sneered in his heart and asked innocently, "But when I was in the hospital, you didn't contact me for a day?"
Gu Tingshen explained affectionately: "Wushuang, I didn't mean not to contact you. That's because I was filming in a closed set and couldn't bring my mobile phone with me."
"Although I am not with you in person, you are always in my heart and my soul is with you."
"You are the person I love most in this world."
Mo Wushuang almost vomited when she heard this. She didn't want to continue to make excuses with Gu Tingshen for a minute, so she asked:
"Did you call me for something?"
Gu Tingshen said greasyly:
"Of course, I have something to do. I want to give you a surprise."
"What surprise?" Mo Wushuang said coldly.
Gu Tingshen: "Close your eyes and count for five seconds. Then you will know when you open your eyes again."
Mo Wushuang closed his eyes and started counting: "1, 2, 3..."
After counting to five seconds, slowly open your eyes.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a large handful of delicate red roses suddenly appeared in front of her, and the faint fragrance of roses penetrated her nose.
Then, she pretended to be surprised and looked up at the man holding the rose:
"The roses are so beautiful! Thank you, brother Tingshen."
"People are more beautiful than flowers, and you are the most beautiful." Gu Tingshen looked at the fat man with his head wrapped in gauze in front of him, tried his best to hold back his nausea, pretended to be affectionate, and then quickly sent the rose to Mo Wushuang to express his love. road:
"Here are five hundred and twenty roses, which represent that I love you."
Mo Wushuang feigned surprise and screamed loudly: "Wow! Brother Ting Shen is so kind, I'm so touched..."
"Hurry up and take it! This is what I want for you." Gu Tingshen said proudly upon seeing this.
Chu Meilan informed him privately yesterday that Mo Wushuang's IQ had returned to normal and he was no longer a fool, and asked him to be careful when facing Mo Wushuang. He didn't quite believe it at first.
Now looking at Mo Wushuang's performance and dialogue, Mo Wushuang is indeed not stupid.
However, although she is no longer stupid, she is still innocent and easy to deceive.
Mo Wushuang lowered his eyes to block the disdain in his eyes, pretending to be shy and said: "It's not convenient for me to hold such a big bouquet of roses at the moment. Please hold it for me."
"After my aunt and sister Xue Fei have finished paying their respects, we will go to the Royal Court Hotel for dinner together."
She will give Gu Tingshen an unforgettable 'gift' at the Royal Court Hotel.
"Okay." Gu Tingshen thought that Chu Meilan and Wang Xuefei would be over soon, so he nodded without hesitation.
The Royal Court Hotel is the most luxurious and famous hotel chain in the empire, and it is also a state banquet hotel.
At first, the chef here was the imperial chef. Later, when the imperial chef got older, he only cooked for distinguished guests, and handed over the position of chef to his apprentice.
In short, the people who can enter this hotel to spend money are either rich or expensive.
Although many famous stars in the entertainment industry have been to the Royal Court Hotel, they are not qualified to let the old chef cook for them personally, and they are very eager to have a taste of the old chef's craftsmanship.
No one knew that as long as Mo Wushuang took them to the Royal Court Hotel for dinner, the old imperial chef would take the initiative to cook for Mo Wushuang every time.
Although I don’t know the reason, but...
