Before Wu Ma finished speaking, Mo Yurou had already spoken, and then took out a pair of men's slippers from the cabinet next to her. They were still wrapped in a packaging bag, and they had obviously never been worn.
"Your slippers."
After saying that, Mo Yurou placed her shoes in front of Xiao Zichen and walked into the apartment.
Xiao Zichen immediately changed his shoes. Seeing that Wu Ma was still stunned, he walked over and said politely with a smile.
"Wu Ma, I'm going to trouble you these days."
Wu Ma finally came back to her senses, turned around and looked at Mo Yurou, then at Xiao Zichen, she suddenly smiled knowingly and said enthusiastically.
"No trouble, no trouble, Mr. Xiao, you go to the living room to rest for a while. Dinner will be served soon."
"Wu Ma, just call me Zi Chen. We are all a family, so we don't need to be so exposed."
Xiao Zichen said in a familiar manner that he knew very well the importance of Wu Ma to Mo Yurou. If he wanted to defeat Mo Yurou, he must have Wu Ma as an assist.
When Wu Ma heard this, the smile on her face became even stronger, she nodded repeatedly, and then went to the kitchen.
Xiao Zichen walked to the living room at this time. Mo Yurou slumped down on the sofa a little tired. Seeing Xiao Zichen walking in with a smile on his face, he narrowed his eyes and asked.
"What did you and Wu Ma say again?"
"It's nothing, I'm just afraid of causing trouble to Wu Ma these days."
Xiao Zichen said and sat down next to Mo Yurou.
Mo Yurou immediately moved to the side, maintaining some position with Xiao Zichen, and then warned with a serious look on her face.
"Xiao Zichen, remember your promise to me not to play tricks on me. Also, don't talk nonsense in front of Mother Wu. If she misunderstands anything, leave me immediately."
"I see, what do you think I can say? Wu Ma is yours, what can she misunderstand?"
Facing Mo Yurou's sudden change of attitude, Xiao Zichen was not surprised at all. After all, there were only two of them before.
At this time, Wu Ma came over from the kitchen.
"Miss, sir, dinner is ready."
Xiao Zichen's eyes lit up when he heard Wu Ma's name. Although it wasn't as cordial as calling him by his first name, the meaning was completely different if the surname was removed.
Mo Yurou on the side frowned slightly when she heard Wu's mother calling Xiao Zichen, and then glared at Xiao Zichen with some resentment, but did not correct Wu's mother and walked directly to the restaurant.
"Wu Ma, do you have any medicine and gauze at home for cleaning wounds? By the way, there are also anti-inflammatory drugs. Do you have these?"
When they were almost finished eating, Mo Yurou suddenly asked.
When Wu Ma heard this, she immediately looked at Mo Yurou nervously.
"Miss, are you injured somewhere? I'll tell you why your face looks so bad. Where are you injured? Does it matter?"
Wu Ma asked nervously and urgently. Mo Yurou shook her head hastily, then pointed to Xiao Zichen beside her and explained.
"It's him. He accidentally scratched his back, so he lives here these days to make it easier to change the dressing. You go check the medicine box at home. If you don't have it, go to the drugstore downstairs to buy some. By the way, I'm preparing some antipyretic medicine.
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"Yes, we have them all at home."
Seeing that Mo Yurou was okay, Wu Ma breathed a sigh of relief and her tone became much more relaxed.
Xiao Zichen on the side saw Wu Ma's attitude changing so quickly, and actually showed an aggrieved expression, looked at Wu Ma resentfully and said.
"Wu Ma, aren't you worried at all if I get hurt? You don't even care about me."
"Haha, sir, you are jealous of Miss. I have watched Miss grow up, so my feelings are of course different. Besides, Mr. looks much better than Miss, so that doesn't matter."
Wu Ma said with a smile. In fact, she didn't care, but she felt that her young lady should be the one who cared about Xiao Zichen.
"Okay, Mother Wu, don't listen to him. Go and clean up the guest room first. We haven't had much rest these days, so we'll go to bed early later."
After that, Wu Ma went to clean up the guest room, which was right next door to Mo Yurou.
After Xiao Zichen had eaten, he called Lu Yazhen and asked about Xiao Moxiong's condition. He felt relieved knowing that his father was recovering well.
"How is your father?"
When Xiao Zichen returned to the living room after making the call, Mo Yurou asked with concern. She received a lot of care from the Xiao family during the Chinese New Year. No matter what the reason was, Mo Yurou should ask about it.
"I am recovering well and I will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. My mother has been working hard these days."
Xiao Zichen felt a lot more relaxed at this time. His father's surgery went smoothly and Mo Yurou returned safely. The key was that his relationship with Mo Yurou had qualitatively changed.
Hearing what Xiao Zichen said, Mo Yurou suddenly fell silent. When Xiao Zichen saw this, he immediately realized that Mo Yurou was overthinking and immediately comforted her.
"Don't be burdened. When I decided to look for you, my mother also fully supported me. She was also very worried about you."
"Tomorrow I will go to the hospital with you to visit your uncle."
Mo Yurou said, Xiao Zichen nodded immediately after hearing this, but then said again.
"Don't let my mother know about my injury. I don't want them to worry."
Mo Yurou understood Xiao Zichen's concerns and nodded without thinking.
After Wu Ma finished cleaning the guest room, she returned to her room early.
Mo Yurou looked at the time, it was already very late, and said.
"You go take a bath first, and I'll go over and change your dressing later."
After saying that, Mo Yurou stood up, stretched, and then returned to her room.
Xiao Zichen followed behind him and watched Mo Yurou enter the bedroom before walking into the guest room.
Half an hour later, Mo Yurou opened the door to the guest room with the medicine box, and Xiao Zichen walked out of the bathroom. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair was wet, and the gauze behind his back was already wet, but there was no blood.
Mo Yurou just glanced at it, immediately turned her face away, and walked towards the sofa by the window, speaking as she walked.
"Xiao Zichen, if you stay here, please get dressed at any time."
Mo Yurou really couldn't bear to have a man wandering around shirtless at any time in her house. The key was that this man had such a strong figure.
Six-pack abs with perfect proportions like marble sculptures, especially the sexy mermaid line, well-defined arms, and even more greasy abdominal hair.
Mo Yurou suddenly thought of a sentence she saw on the Internet. It turns out that we don't hate belly hair, but we just don't like men with belly hair. If a man with a perfect figure and handsome face like Xiao Zichen, this belly hair would
It is the most sexy and perfect modification.
Hearing Mo Yurou's words, Xiao Zichen smiled slightly. He did not miss the way Mo Yurou stared at his belly and swallowed saliva just now.
Xiao Zichen wiped his hair with a dry towel, then walked to sit next to Mo Yurou and explained gently.
"Isn't it convenient for you to change my dressing? I'll put my clothes on as soon as the dressing is changed."
One sentence made Mo Yurou speechless.
After Mo Yurou's careful and thoughtful care over the past few days, the wound on Xiao Zichen's back has become scarred, but no major movements can be made yet, otherwise the wound may open.
Seeing the suture lines of the wound, and the originally smooth and flawless back, now there was a somewhat ferocious wound, Mo Yurou felt a little guilty.
"You have a good rest these days. I will ask Mia to follow up on the promotion of new products."
After bandaging the wound, Mo Yurou said while cleaning it.
Xiao Zichen put on a pair of pajamas. When he heard this, Mo Yurou flashed an evil smile when he wasn't paying attention, and then asked tentatively.
"Are you still responsible for the design work?"
After hearing this, Mo Yurou paused and did not answer immediately.
Xiao Zichen saw this and immediately explained.
"Don't worry, I don't mean to force you, I just want to ask. If you feel that it is difficult for you to continue to be responsible for this project, you can ask Fansite to send a new designer. But..."
At this time, Xiao Zichen paused for a moment, then moved closer to Mo Yurou, wanting to reach out, but hesitated, and finally clenched his fists and continued.
"But you promised to give me a chance, so you will continue to stay in Los Angeles, right?"
Now it is no longer important to Xiao Zichen whether Mo Yurou agrees to continue to be the chief designer of the cooperative brand. He only cares about Mo Yurou's fate now, whether she will return to the UK or stay in Los Angeles.
Mo Yurou did not give Xiao Zichen an answer immediately, but then stood up, carrying the medicine box and walking towards the door.