he is intoxicated

Half an hour?

How about half an hour.

Nanhua held the flower in one hand, and left the other hand free to send a message to her husband: "Come to celebrate the client's auntie's birthday, half an hour may not be enough."I'll just take a taxi and go back after I'm done. Don't bother you, sir.

The husband quickly sent a message: the driver has passed, his name is Gu Yi, and the car is a silver-gray Bentley.

Nan Hua felt inexplicably that he was a little domineering, so domineering that he was a little cute, so she suppressed a smile and replied: "Okay."

After replying to the message, when she looked up, she saw Lin Mobai looking at her with burning eyes.

Nan Hua felt a little embarrassed when he saw her. She drooped her eyelashes, shrugged her shoulders, and said, "I went to Huo Beiyao and Bai Yinyin's wedding today. I didn't have time to change, so I came here in a dress."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Lin Mobai's eyes, he restrained his eyes, and said with a smile: "I thought you dressed up so beautifully just to see me. It seems that I am being sentimental. However, ruby ​​red is very suitable for you."

"Thank you for the compliment." Nan Hua handed him the flowers, "Flowers for Auntie."

Lin Mobai reached out to take it, bowed his head, put his nose on the flower and smelled it lightly, "It smells very fragrant, thank you for my mother."

"It should be. Auntie is my client. Clients come first."

The two walked in through the black carved door.

Nanhua glanced at the building where Lin Yanyan lived, and asked, "Is Miss Lin at home?"

"No, she's busy today."

"Did you attend their wedding?"

Lin Mobai snorted and sneered, "It's just an illegitimate daughter, but it's worth my going? I'll have a bad conscience if I go to a wedding that steps on other people's bones."

The second sentence pierced Nan Hua's heart.

It's like a spring has been squeezed in my heart, gurgling and flowing.

At last someone has said something fair.

Such words from the Lin family have very different meanings from those of their own people.

Nanhua's affection for him doubled.

While talking, the two came to the small blue-gray building with a strange fragrance.

Open the door and walk in.

In the middle of the room is a European-style long table with a unique shape, on which there is a bouquet of red velvet roses, and two red candles are burning on the retro-shaped candlestick. The flickering candlelight is very emotional.

It wasn't there last time, it was obviously a temporary arrangement.

There is an exquisite and delicious French set menu on the long table, including sirloin steak, pan-fried foie gras, baked snails with red wine and other French dishes, as well as a bottle of red wine, and a beautifully shaped three-layer cream cake on the cake stand next to it.

It seems that Lin Mobai is serious about celebrating his mother's birthday, with such elaborate arrangements.

Nan Hua couldn't help but think of Yang Yang.

In the past, she and Yang Yang depended on each other for life, no matter her birthday or Yang Yang's birthday, they were the only two of them to celebrate.

Now that she has "passed away", Yang Yang feels so lonely, even if there are a large group of servants around him, no one can take the place of "mother".

With a sore nose, she fought back tears.

Lin Mobai put the flowers on the bedside table, and said to the "woman" on the bed in a gentle voice, "Mom, Miss Shen is here to see you."

Nan Hua walked over cooperatively, leaned over and waved to her, and said softly and sincerely, "Hello, Auntie, happy birthday."

That serious attitude, as if lying on the bed is a big living person.

She treats every client with respect.

Lin Mobai was particularly moved by this respect.

He gazed at her tenderly.

There is a kind of static beauty, like snowflakes, falling on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, exuding a delicate fragrance.

She is really a different woman, who is many times stronger than those delicate and wealthy daughters he used to date.

My love for her grew deeper.

After saying hello, Lin Mobai welcomed Nanhua to the table.

After he was seated, he elegantly cut a piece of steak and handed it to her mouth. He looked at her affectionately with his beautiful peach eyes, "Try it, I fried it myself. When my mother was alive, she liked my fried steak the most. The steak, imported snowflake beef, is medium-rare, and the tenderness is just right."

Nan Hua took a bite with the fork in his hand. Sure enough, it was fragrant on the outside and tender on the inside, so delicious that she wanted to swallow her tongue.

He cut another piece of foie gras and wanted to feed her.

Nan Hua hurriedly picked up the knife and fork at hand, "I'll do it myself."

Lin Mobai picked up the decanter, poured a quarter of the red wine into the glass in front of Nanhua, and poured it for himself again, "Drink some red wine."

"Okay." Nan Hua held the slender stem of the goblet with her fingers and shook it gently. The red wine hung on the wall, regardless of its color and consistency, was excellent.

Lin Mobai said with a smile: "My mother purchased this wine from a foreign winery before she was alive."

Hearing this, Nan Hua gently pushed the wine glass towards Lin Mobai, "This wine is too precious, I can't drink it."

Lin Mobai's face was slightly startled, and then he remembered something, a trace of injury flashed in his eyes, his smile was a little stiff, "I don't know how to put anything in the wine, just don't worry, I, Lin Mobai, think I'm fairly upright, come on The second is inadvertently making friends."

"No, you misunderstood. I mean, this wine was left for you by my aunt, and I drank it. It's a bit reckless."

Lin Mobai gently pushed the wine glass back in front of her, "My mother likes you, if you drink this wine, she will be happy."

The two gave way, and Lin Mobai's hand accidentally touched Nanhua's finger.

He took it lightly.

Nan Hua wanted to pull it out, but he clenched it tightly, and she couldn't pull it out.

The way he looked at her gradually became scorching hot.

Nan Hua hurriedly lowered her eyes to avoid his scorching gaze. She thought to herself that she would not be able to be alone with him in the future, and no matter what excuses he made, she would not be able to misunderstand him.

Just when he was embarrassed, the phone rang suddenly.

It belongs to Nanhua.

"I'll take a call."

"Okay." Lin Mobai smiled and let go of her hand.

Nan Hua picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID. It was an unfamiliar number.

After pressing the connection button, a young man's respectful voice came from inside: "Hello, Ms. Nanhua, I'm Gu Yi, the driver of my husband, and I'm waiting for you outside the gate of Lin's Mansion."

Sure enough, Mr. sent someone to pick her up.

Nan Hua replied softly, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll be out soon."

After hanging up the phone, she put the phone on the dining table, and said to Lin Mobai: "Let's cut the cake, after celebrating for auntie, I should go."

Lin Mobai's face changed slightly, "Did I be too abrupt just now?"

Nan Hua's expression became serious, "I am a complicated woman, much more complicated than you imagined, and I have a two-year-old daughter..."

Lin Mobai was not surprised, "I know, but I don't mind."

Nan Hua became ruthless and said, "I have someone in my heart."

Lin Mobai's heart suddenly became sore, and he felt frustrated, "Is that the one who sent the driver to pick you up?"

Nan Hua hesitated for a moment, "Yes."

Lin Mobai raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, a slight annoyance flashed in his beautiful peach eyes.

After a while, he reached out and held her fingertips, with bright sincerity in his eyes, "You can have someone in your heart, but don't rush to reject me, okay? I don't like people easily, and you are an exception."

Nan Hua was silent.

The word "like" is too monotonous, too bright, too young and naive.

She is a person who has been seriously injured, as if she has experienced vicissitudes, and her heart is old. Such a simple and clear liking cannot move her.

What she needs is redemption.