Chapter 1449
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At that time, Qin Mo, who was sitting at the dining table, didn't know what his little tiger was going through.
But when he looked up at the clock on the wall for the third time, he didn't touch the pork and century egg porridge in front of him.
The young golden-haired butler was anxious.
After all, Chairman An had asked him to take good care of his young master these two days.
Besides the chef, he was the only one here.
How could his young master not eat?
The golden-haired butler probably knew why his young master didn't have a good appetite.
He suggested in English, "Why don't we go to Miss Jiu's house? After all, Mr. Bo doesn't have the habit of cooking breakfast."
Qin Mo tilted his head and glanced at the golden-haired butler, his voice faint. "Do those things have anything to do with me?"
The golden-haired butler choked and didn't know what to say.
He thought this was the end of this matter.
After a while, Qin Mo stood up.
On the other side, Qin Mo stood up, seeming a little indifferent. "Bring the snacks I brought from China and today's century egg and lean meat congee over."
The young butler wanted to say, didn't you say that those things had nothing to do with you? In the end, you still asked me to send the food.
Qin Mo thought about it. No matter how naughty the little tiger was, he couldn't let her starve. That was how raising a child was.
He sent the butler to send the food while he sat in the living room. He took a book but couldn't read it.
When the butler came back, Qin Mo looked up. "What did she say?"
The young golden-haired butler exclaimed and placed the things in his hands in front of him.
Qin Mo's gaze landed on it.
It was the things he had given him previously, untouched.
His brows slowly furrowed.
The butler watched as his young master's handsome face turned colder and colder. He hurriedly said, "It's not that Miss Jiu didn't accept it, there's no one in the Bo family."
No one? So early?
Qin Mo replied, "Got it." His gaze landed on those things again.
Even the boxed pastries had a shelf life.
He had specially found a chef to make the pastries.
Plus the time it took to fly over.
Qin Mo lowered his gaze. There were two more days.
Forget it, he would send it over at night.
Even so.
On this day, Qin Mo didn't do anything.
He looked like he was reading a book. An entire day had passed but he didn't even flip that page.
Not to mention eating.
The blonde butler looked at the unmoving steak on the table anxiously.
However, there was still no one from the An Clan.
It was finally dusk.
Only then did their young master seem to have a soul. He stood up from the sofa and wrapped those things up again. "Go and deliver it again."
"Yes," the golden-haired butler answered readily.
In less than two minutes, he was back.
Qin Mo looked at the things in his hands, his eyes dimming. "Still no one?"
"Mr. Bo came back a little late today. He must have taken Miss Jiu out to play. I'll send him back at 10 pm." The young butler was still too naive.
Qin Mo nodded and sat in front of the dining table. Just as he was about to pick up the napkin, he suddenly remembered something and put it down.
He hadn't seen the little tiger for 24 hours.
If she followed Uncle Bo, what would he bring her to eat?
As long as it wasn't junk food, it was fine. After eating it the last time, her stomach had been bulging. He had to rub it for a long time before she stopped feeling uncomfortable and knew to sleep well.
In that instant, Qin Mo thought of many things.
Maybe a little later.
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