The hero of fast time travel is always blackening

Chapter 778 The boss is as sweet as honey 30
Su Yue put the phone back in her pocket, pretended nothing happened and continued to push Shang Mo towards the school gate.

Along the way, Su Yue was very quiet and not as lively as before, which made Shang Mo very uncomfortable. He squeezed the armrests of the wheelchair and tightened his fingers slightly.

Although he didn't like others touching him, Shang Mo didn't tell Su Yue to get lost like he did to Gu Yuan.

Walking to the gate of the school, Su Yue saw Uncle Chen and quickly pushed him over.

"Good afternoon, Uncle Chen."

"Master, you"

Uncle Chen looked at this scene in a daze. After all, he also knew that Shang Mo didn't like Su Yue, and he didn't allow him to invite Su Yue to his house.

But now Shang Mo asked Su Yue to push the wheelchair that no one else would touch.

Of course Shang Mo knew what Uncle Chen meant, his face darkened again, and he lowered his voice, "Uncle Chen, why don't you come and push me."

"Oh, alright."

Chen Bo immediately came to take the wheelchair, and then smiled at Su Yue: "Thank you, Yueyue, do you want us to take you home."

"No, I live on campus now."

Su Yue smiled, and her palm-sized face was stained with a hint of helplessness, but it was very sweet, especially those eyes that were big, bright, cute and well-behaved.

Uncle Chen snorted, but didn't think much about it. After saying goodbye to Su Yue, he pushed Shang Mo into the car.

Returning to his driving seat, Uncle Chen started the car and said, "Master, why did you let Yueyue push you out today? Did you find that Yueyue is actually quite cute?"

"It was she who had the cheek to push."

"Oh, really."

Uncle Chen smiled self-evidently, how could he not know what kind of temperament he was after watching Shang Mo grow up, even though Su Yue insisted on pushing it.

But without Shang Mo's acquiescence, it would be impossible to arrive at the school gate peacefully.

From the rearview mirror, Shang Mo raised his eyes and saw the joke in Chen Bo's eyes. He concentrated his attention and disliked Chen Bo's eyes very much, as if his sense of deterrence had diminished.

With his fingernails on the Rubik's Cube, Shang Mo lightly licked his lower lip, and made a mockery: "The old man has been quite rough lately."

Hearing Shang Mo's words, Uncle Chen twitched the corners of his mouth. It might be inappropriate to describe his father in such a rough way.

But thinking of Mr. Shang, Chen Bo's eyes couldn't help being tinged with indifference, and he gave a gracious expression.

"There have been a lot of company activities recently."

"Oh, that kind of fool will die on a woman sooner or later."

Uncle Chen: "..."

Although I understand my young master's resentment very well, I always feel that it is very disobedient for a young master who is only a teenager to say such words.

Restraining his expression, Uncle Chen said again: "Mr. Shang said he wants you to attend the banquet next week."

banquet?

It's nothing more than that group of people gathered together to compliment each other, like licking a dog, which is disgusting.

"Don't go."

Shang Mo squinted his eyes, and lowered his head to play with the Rubik's Cube in his hand. The disturbed colors were intertwined, and his fingertips rubbed lightly. Shang Mo suddenly remembered the scene of that night.

He sneered, drawing a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth.

That color was clearly so bright, and it bloomed on his stepmother's body like Manzhu Huasha, full of blood, so strong and pleasing.

But it's a pity.

Because he only saw it that once.

(End of this chapter)