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Chapter 251

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It was extremely cold outside.

It was winter in the north, and it had rained.

After walking out, even breathing could produce a thin layer of white mist.

Fu Jiu only felt cold, but her left hand was still warm with someone holding it.

Qin Mo walked a few steps and found that the young man wasn't wearing a jacket. He narrowed his deep eyes, took off his uniform, and put it on the young man.

This was a sign that the danger was over.

Fu Jiu touched her belly. "I want some hot soup."

Qin Mo was so angry that he laughed. "You're so disobedient, and you still want so much?"

"As a big brother, shouldn't I give my little brother some rewards?" Fu Jiu chuckled. "I won the competition and got first place as promised."

Secretary Liang came out with these two, and after hearing their conversation, he could only look up at the sky silently. These two were too immersed in their roles. Big brother, little brother … Why did he only see ambiguity!

Qin Mo looked behind him first.

It was obvious that he didn't want Secretary Liang to follow him anymore.

Secretary Liang was in a dilemma. CEO Qin had drunk alcohol, and it was easy for him to get drunk.

If he left, something would happen between these two.

What if CEO Qin turned gay?

But if he didn't leave … he didn't have the guts to stay!

In fact, Secretary Liang was thinking too much. Qin Mo simply didn't like people following him, especially with Secretary Liang's dirty eyes. It made him wonder if he had made a mistake in his judgment when he looked at Secretary Liang's work ability.

After getting rid of the people following him, Qin Mo turned around and looked down at the young man. "What do you want to eat? Tell me, or people will think that I'm abusing you."

Fu Jiu was definitely a hotpot lover.

Qin Mo looked at the time on his watch. "Hotpot at this time?"

"That's right, it's not realistic to eat hotpot at 11." Fu Jiu thought about it and looked at a 24-hour convenience store not far away. "Let's go there, there must be food there. Instant noodles are good too, spicy and spicy."

In fact, Qin Mo didn't really go to convenience stores like this, but since his little brother wanted to go, he wouldn't say no.

Fu Jiu was like a fish in water in a place like this, and she knew all the good food like the back of her hand.

Qin Mo sat on a chair prepared for supper customers. He supported his face with one hand and glanced at the young man who was squatting next to him and picking things.

His eyes gradually narrowed.

The way he picked things didn't seem like he was a newbie.

But … when did the Young Master of the Fu Family, who had always been squandering money in Western restaurants and nightclubs, come to a convenience store?

After Fu Jiu picked out the instant noodles, she looked up and met the man's deep eyes. Her fingers paused for a moment, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

But she didn't say anything. She just took the things and went to pay the bill.

He started to be on guard. He knew that he couldn't let his guard down when dealing with the Almighty.

Experts in criminal psychology could easily analyze a person's behavior.

After Fu Jiu paid, she asked the cashier of the convenience store to pour hot water for her. The cashier was so excited that his hands were trembling. People who didn't know better would think that he was poisoning her.

Finally, Fu Jiu knew why his fingers were trembling.

"You, you're Spade Z, right? I've watched today's match live. Can you let Almighty Qin sign his name here? I'm a Qin fan!

Everything was normal here.

But the cashier's last sentence was, "You and Almighty Qin are really compatible!

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