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Chapter 232. 232. Smaller than Fu Qinghan expected
Fu Qinghan felt that this guy had a strange brain circuit.

"It's not the material for studying, you also go to pick up the work?"

"Ah, what job?" Mo Zhi was surprised.

"Xia Qianyu and Jin Ye's cooperation, what are you doing in the middle?"

"Uh..." This question is a bit difficult to answer, "Xia Xia doesn't have a personal account, and then we are going to travel..."

This kid seems to be a little drunk, and he dares to speak the truth.

Fu Qinghan's eyes gradually darkened, but after passing through the lens, it was not obvious.

"She said that if you don't want to put the money you earn here, it's easy to use."

"that's it?"

Any idea how much that is?

Also for travel, 100 years of diamond luxury travel is enough.

His words were very hard to believe.

"By the way, Xia Xia feels that she is not Jin Ye's opponent. She just wants to focus on research, so she left it to me to negotiate the price."

"Xia Xia? Since when did you call each other so intimately?"

"With money relationship, isn't it intimacy?"

Under the influence of alcohol, the laughing Mo Zhi is very cute.

But Fu Qinghan felt sour and took a sip of wine to suppress it.

Huh... It's obviously not made of fruit, so why does it have a sour taste?
"Let my brother know that you and her are intimate here in private..."

"We are sisters, why would Mr. Fu be jealous?" Mo Zhi opened his mouth.

Fu Qinghan stared at him blankly.

Mo Zhi, who was still a little sober, realized that there was something wrong with his words, and waved his hand: "If she doesn't become my brother, I will only be my sister."

After all, it was hearty laughter again.

Fu Qinghan was infected by his laughter and laughed too.

He took a sip of the wine, and a deep look flashed across his eyes.

Fu Qinghan thought of something, and suddenly looked at Mo Zhi.

This kid was still looking at the wine in his hand stupidly.

"Want to try it?"

Fu Qinghan shook the wine glass, and the guy's eyes also followed suit.

"What does it taste like?"

Sure enough, I drank too much.

"Pure." Fu Qinghan replied simply.

"Oh."

Although he didn't know what the pure taste was, Mo Zhi still nodded.

"Just a sip for you."

Fu Qinghan handed the wine glass to his mouth.

Mo Zhi also unceremoniously bit the rim of the cup and took a sip.

"Ha, cough, cough..."

Fu Qinghan's wine was stronger, Mo Zhi choked up tears instantly.

"It's not for people to drink."

Mo Zhi wiped his mouth and complained.

Looks really drunk.

Fu Qinghan put down his cup, and asked lightly: "You and Xia Qianyu have a very close relationship, did I get fooled by the play you sang at the foundation?"

Mo Zhi pouted: "Lied to you? What did we lie to you? Did we take your body or your heart?"

Fu Qinghan's eyes turned cold.

Mo Zhi tried his best to suppress his excited little emotions: "Don't you think Xia Xia is a friend you can associate with? Mr. Fu asked me to follow the rules, and she offered to help me, not because she wanted to improve the superficial relationship, but because she felt The incident happened because of her, and I was implicated innocently."

The young man's eyes were blurred, but the stars were shining brightly. Fu Qinghan rubbed his forehead, feeling that he was also a little drunk, otherwise why would he want to clean up his chattering mouth.

"Also, accompany her to study at the culinary art academy. She knows that I hate culture classes, so she never wakes me up when I go to sleep in class. Isn't such a person worth making friends with?"

From a certain point of view, Xia Qianyu has a little charm of friendship.

"I can trust your explanation, but if one day I find out that you are lying to me, then I will give you a dark confinement, and let you know the fate of lying to me."

Fu Qinghan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Mo Zhi was so frightened that he hiccupped, covered his mouth, and quickly apologized.

"Going to Miying tomorrow, there is no room for refutation. It is you who will take over Xia Qianyu's job. In other words, improving your ability on the other side is also a training for you."

"No, I don't want to." Mo Zhi bit his lip and looked at him pitifully.

Fu Qinghan's heart skipped a beat, this...

Dazed, I actually wanted to grab his face just now.

"No discussion, get up." It was rare for Fu Qinghan to be so cruel to him.

Mo Zhi stood up, his legs were weak for some reason.

Without thinking about it, he grabbed Fu Qinghan's arm.

The cup on the table also jumped when he stood up.

Fu Qinghan frowned.

Mo Zhi frowned embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, Young Master Han, I... I have weak feet."

Fu Qinghan didn't argue with him, and after paying the bill, he left the tavern.

Mo Zhi followed him closely, all the way out of the tavern, and slapped himself on the face all the way.

He didn't drink too much, but his drinking capacity was small, which was beyond Fu Qinghan's expectation.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Mo Zhi exhaled out the window.

"Hurry up, let some wind blow, cool off."

Fu Qinghan started the car and set it to automatic driving. He didn't know why he obeyed Mo Zhi's words.

"Don't just focus on blowing the air, sit down."

Fu Qinghan raised the car window.

Mo Zhi patted his face again: "I'm going back to the base like this, are you sure Captain Li won't do anything to me?"

Fu Qinghan laughed: "He is a man, he can do to you..."

Before he could speak, Fu Qinghan's eyes darkened.

This kid, Mo Zhi, has a cute and lively side, especially when he is slightly drunk.

With a rosy face, her skin is better than that of a little girl.

Attractive, no less than female.

Although Li Yan was quite normal, but... Fu Qinghan felt uneasy after thinking about it.

"I'll let you run about ten kilometers at most until you sober up." Fu Qinghan corrected himself.

"Ah," Mo Zhi wailed, "It happened because of Young Master Han, don't you plan to do something?"

Fu Qinghan looked ahead indifferently, crossed his hands on his chest: "Anyway, you always blame me, it doesn't matter if you blame me a little more."

"No, no, what I mean is that Young Master Han doesn't intend to take credit for it?"

"Take the credit for the crime?" Fu Qinghan felt fresh about this sentence, "You want me to make it up?"

"Can't you?"

Of course not.

He, Fu Qinghan, never regretted doing things, and no one had the guts to ask him to make up for it.

"Go to my place." He replied calmly.

"If you go to Weilan Mansion, won't you meet Captain Li?" Mo Zhi felt that the probability of meeting Li Yan in Weilan Mansion is also very high.

"Could it be that you want me to open a room for you?"

"No, I...I..." Mo Zhi didn't know what to say.

Fu Qinghan smiled lightly: "Apart from Weilan Mansion, do I have no other place to live?"

Mo Zhi was slightly taken aback: Oh, I almost forgot his identity.

He used to have his own residence in Shangcheng.

How come the second young master of the Fu family doesn't have a few properties of his own.

Mo Zhi stopped talking.

Actually, I don't want to go.

But, if Li Yan really came to the base to make a surprise inspection tonight, he could run ten kilometers and make him vomit.

Fu Qinghan adjusted his driving destination, and turned to look at the quiet guy.

(End of this chapter)