Xianghe Building is not very famous, but everyone with some status in Yancheng knows this century-old building.
The antique building is located in an inconspicuous corner.
Next to it is a barbecue and buffet, with people coming and going. The Xianghe Building in the middle looks cold and out of place.
Chen Mo got out of the car and looked at the old building in front of him. His eyelids twitched. He grabbed Bai Cha and asked, "Are we going to eat here tonight?"
Bai Cha nodded: "Don't think this business is not as good as the next two.
It also looks very businesslike.
But I promise, the food here will never disappoint you.”
Chen Mo was not worried about the taste of the dishes, he still knew the reputation of Xianghe Building.
When his father was young, his favorite food was the food at Xianghelou, but...
His shoulder was hit unexpectedly, and Chen Mo's wandering thoughts were brought back.
Looking at Bai Lin who had dissatisfaction written all over his face, Chen Mo turned to look at Bai Cha and whispered:
"Does your brother not welcome me?
Otherwise I'd better leave.
If your family members feel uncomfortable because of my presence, I will be very sorry."
Looking at Chen Mo, whose face was filled with guilt and uneasiness, Bai Cha fell into silence.
Why didn't she realize that Chen Mo had a talent for making green tea before?
Bai Lin on the side did not expect that even if he had no memory, Di Xuan would still be so arrogant in front of his sister!
His eyes widened:
"How can I not welcome you?!
Please don’t talk nonsense in front of your sister, okay!”
Chen Mo met Bai Lin's fierce eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and turned to look at Bai Cha:
"I misunderstood my brother.
After all, my brother always greets you with a smile, but he is always fierce towards me.
I thought my brother didn't like me because he didn't like me."
Bai Lin gritted his teeth and glared at Chen Mo:
This set of White Lotus skills is engraved in your bones!
But my sister just fell for his trick!
Bai Cha turned to look at Bai Lin. The ferocious expression on the young man's face didn't have time to calm down.
I sighed helplessly in my heart.
He seems to be very scheming and smart on weekdays, but why does he lose his temper at critical moments?
"It can't be like this.
Classmate Chen Mo is my sister’s deskmate and has helped her a lot.”
Facing Bai Cha's clear gaze, Bai Lin could only say angrily: "Oh, I don't hate him that much."
Bai Cha raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head: "Go in."
Bai Chunpu and Lin Zhi walked in front, completely unaware of the undercurrent surging behind the three people behind them.
As soon as Bai Cha entered the store, she saw a man who looked very similar to Chen Mo coming down from upstairs.
The man looked to be in his forties, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face, calm and depressed.
At the same time, the man also saw Bai Cha and the others.
His eyes first stayed on Chen Mo for a few seconds, and then his eyes fell on Bai Cha and Bai Lin.
The moment he met Bai Cha's eyes, he gave Bai Cha a gentle smile.
Bai Cha smiled back and continued to go upstairs.
Chen Mo, who was following behind, glanced at the man twice and then quickly looked away.
As soon as he entered the private room, Chen Mo's cell phone buzzed and vibrated twice.
Taking out his phone, Chen Mo saw a message appearing on the homepage.
Click on the message.
[Chen Wanjun: Is she your girlfriend? She is very beautiful.]
The top message is a voice chat record that lasts less than fifteen minutes.
The second item is the address sent by the other party, which is Xianghe Building.
The third post was from half an hour ago today.
[Chen Wanjun: I'm leaving and will order your favorite meals in advance.]
Next, Chen Mo replied before getting off the car.
[Chen Mo: Something happened and I can’t go.]
After that came this news from Chen Wanjun.
Chen Mo pressed his finger on the pause button, and just as his finger was about to fall, a new message came in.
[Chen Wanjun: Dad can see that you like her very much, but she is not suitable for you.]
[Chen Wanjun: Your mother was just like her when she was young. She was a delicate and beautiful lady, but the flowers raised in the greenhouse cannot withstand any storm.
They can only share joys and sorrows.]
[Chen Wanjun: You probably don’t want your future children to follow your old path again.]
[Chen Wanjun: So before you get too deep, leave that child in time.]
Chen Mo squeezed the phone tightly, turned off the screen, and put the phone into his pocket.
White tea is not mother, white tea is just white tea.
He will never repeat his father's tragedy.
Downstairs, Chen Wanjun looked at the messages that had not been replied to for a long time, and his expression became more serious.
He typed on the phone page again.
[Chen Wanjun: You are my son, and I understand your temperament.
You have the same perverted desire for control deep down as I do.
You can't stand other men approaching her, and you can't stand her talking and laughing to other men.
Even her brother, you can't stand it.
You can lie to me, but you can't lie to your heart.
As long as you are given a chance, you will definitely cut off her wings without mercy.
I can see that she is a cheerful and cheerful person. Do you think she will still smile at you after you cut off her wings?
Chen Mo, we are not born to have beautiful things.
Because we don’t deserve it.]
upstairs.
Bai Cha listened to Chen Mo's cell phone buzzing and vibrating:
"Your phone has been ringing since just now. Do you really not want to reply?"
Chen Mo shook his head: "No need to reply to spam messages."
Bai Cha thought of the man he saw when he went upstairs, and turned his eyes back to the menu with a sigh.
Bai Lin, on the other hand, kept staring at Chen Mo, his eyes dark and gloomy. The moment Chen Mo raised his head to look at him, he silently moved his gaze back.
After Lin Zhi finished ordering, she turned to look at Chen Mo: "You don't have to be polite to eat whatever you like, just treat it as if you were at home."
Chen Mo smiled and nodded.
As the meal came to an end, Bai Cha went out to use the bathroom. As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he saw Chen Wanjun standing outside smoking.
Seeing Bai Cha, he smiled again and said nothing.
The other party didn't speak, and it was not convenient for Bai Cha to speak. As soon as he returned to the private room, he met Chen Mo who was getting up to go to the toilet.
Bai Cha thought for a while and then said to Chen Mo: "I just saw that uncle who looked like you at the bathroom door again."
Chen Mo obviously didn't expect that the other party would stay until now, so he nodded stiffly, got up and left.
Looking at Chen Mo coming out of the private room, Chen Wanjun put out the cigarette in his hand:
"After your family went bankrupt, you probably haven't been to Xianghe Building again."
Chen Mo smiled: "Yes."
"The taste is not the same as before. I heard that the original chef retired and the son of that chef is now the head chef."
Chen Mo said nothing.
Chen Wanjun looked at his son with a hint of guilt in his eyes: "I didn't expect that she would treat you like that."
"So?" Chen Mo's eyes showed sarcasm.
He thought that his father had lived a miserable life in the past ten years, so he never visited him once.
Until the other party suddenly contacted him, he tried his best to suppress the joy. However, after seeing this successful man's circle of friends, Chen Mo was confused.
Before tonight, he had hope for Chen Wanjun, until those messages appeared on his phone...