Chapter 738
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Downstairs, Madam Zhang had wanted to ask her young master who the daughter was.
But when she saw Qin Mo's icy expression, she swallowed her question.
When she was placing the bowls and chopsticks,
Then she heard a low voice, "When did he come?"
"Five, he has been waiting for Young Master." Madam Zhang studied Qin Mo's expression, unable to understand his thoughts.
Only when the silver-haired youngster walked down in a black t-shirt did her eyes widen. "Just, just now, that …"
That daughter was Young Master Jiu?!
That explained why Young Master was so concerned about her.
If she was Young Master Jiu, everything made sense.
But … Were all boys like that?
Did they like to wear female clothes?
Bo Jiu noticed Madam Zhang's expression and smiled at her.
Madam Zhang was still digesting the news since the daughter was too pretty and didn't match the handsome youngster.
"Let's eat." Qin Mo's voice was faint.
Madam Zhang knew that her young master wasn't in a good mood.
But she wasn't sure why.
This hot pot meal was probably the quietest hot pot meal the two of them had ever had.
In the past, their interaction wasn't like this.
Especially the youngster, who was a man of few words.
He was polite and even waved at Madam Zhang after the meal. "Madam Zhang, I'm going back, thank you for the hotpot."
When Madam Zhang came out, she could only see the youngster's smile.
Qin Mo gripped the cup tightly, his knuckles turning white. He stood up. "I'll send you."
"It's still early, it's convenient. I called for a cab online." Bo Jiu opened her hands, showing him the screen.
Qin Mo didn't say much.
After the youngster left.
Madam Zhang realized something wasn't right.
Under normal circumstances.
Her young master would always try his best to get Young Master Jiu to stay the night.
Even if he didn't stay, he would send him home personally.
But this time, he just stood outside. After an unknown period of time, the wind seemed to have started to blow.
Assistant Zhang hesitated before walking out with his coat. "Young Master, let's go back, it's getting late."
Qin Mo's fingers twitched. In that moment, he didn't feel cold.
It was as though there was a hole in the depths of his heart, allowing the wind to enter. It was empty.
He had never thought about what he would do if he couldn't turn him gay.
It was a very obvious sense of distance.
It emanated from the youth's body.
Qin Mo asked himself again.
What was so good about this person?
If he wanted a good-looking woman, he could find one anywhere.
Those who were gentler than this fellow could be found everywhere …
"Young Master." Adjutant Zhang said in a low voice.
Qin Mo tilted his head and lit a cigarette, the smoke filling the air. "Give the Fu family a call and ask if Young Master Jiu reached home safely."
"Yes." After Deputy Zhang finished speaking, he glanced at his wrist. "Young Master, the revival match is tomorrow. Your hand is important."
Hearing this, Qin Mo took a step forward in the night, allowing the dampness to hit his body and the smoke to surround him.
It was Chen Xiaodong who picked up the call.
After hanging up, he looked in the direction of the second floor.
"Yes, my Young Master has returned, yes …"
To be honest, there was clearly something wrong with the young master today.
How should he put it? He spoke too little. Even his smile was different from before.
As soon as he entered the door, he went straight into his room.
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