Wealthy flash marriage: Mysterious husband doesn’t meet

Chapter 265 Jiang Mo, don’t be afraid

Jiang Mo looked up at him: "I'm here to thank you."

"You're welcome." Gu Jichen unbuttoned his suit and took off his coat, "It's a small matter."

"But after all, I accept your love." Jiang Mo swallowed, "Actually, I originally wanted to do this on my own."

"I know." Gu Jichen sat down, keeping a good distance from her. "You must want to use your own way to wash away the stain and prove yourself. But when I take action, I am actually taking over for you."

Jiang Mo said hurriedly: "I don't mean to blame you."

She said it urgently, as if she was afraid that he would misunderstand.

"I just don't think it's appropriate." Jiang Mofu lowered his head again, grabbed the smooth fabric of the skirt, and whispered, "You have helped me so much. I don't know what I should repay you for. You should be lacking everything."

"I'm missing."

"What do you lack?"

Gu Jichen just looked at her with a smile: "You know."

He had told her about his lonely and dark past, so she knew what he was missing.

He has lived in a thrilling and ups and downs environment since he was a child. The last thing he needs is affection, but what he lacks the most is affection.

Jiang Mo really understood, she just said: "I can't give you what you need."

Then she put the bank card, which had become warm in her hand, on the coffee table and pushed it towards Gu Jichen: "I can only give you this, although I know that what you lack most is money."

Gu Jichen tilted his head and smiled helplessly.

She didn't give him what he wanted most, but she gave him what he wanted least.

He raised his chin, not angry at all, and asked in a good mood: "How many are there?"

Jiang Mo answered honestly: "Two thousand 740 thirty-six thousand five hundred and one forty-two cents."

"Is there any leftover?" Gu Jichen laughed, "Isn't it all your savings?"

Jiang Mo shook his head and told the truth: "No, I still have some left for myself. I also want to solve the problem of food and clothing."

She sat upright, with her hands on her legs, and when she turned her head to talk to him, she was serious and well-behaved, like a primary school student about to be touched on the head by the teacher.

No, it's so cute. Gu Jichen didn't know how someone could do something like drawing a clear line so cutely and make people lose their temper.

He sighed and said helplessly: "I know, I accept it. Just treat it as if you paid me to eliminate dissidents for you, is that right?"

The purpose of this trip was achieved, and Jiang Mo didn't stay any longer: "Then I'm leaving."

"Don't leave yet." Gu Jichen asked, "Can you cook?"

"meeting."

"Can you make some for me? Just something simple. I had a meeting all day and I'm a little hungry."

"Don't you have a chef at home?"

"No."

"Where's Uncle Liu?"

"Uncle Liu doesn't know how to cook."

"Yourself..." Oh, he just said he was tired.

"Is it difficult? Then forget it."

People have done so many things for him, but he is reluctant to even be a cook. It seems inappropriate.

So Jiang Mo asked: "What do you have at home?"

Gu Jichen raised his chin towards the kitchen: "Are you going to take a look?"

Jiang Mo thought that it was rare for Gu Jichen to make a request, so she could return a favor by cooking him a meal.Although the favor of this meal is nothing compared to the help and convenience he provided me.

She entered the kitchen and opened the huge refrigerator and storage cabinets. She really had everything she needed.

She selected a few meats and vegetables and quickly had a recipe in her mind.

Gu Jichen walked to the kitchen door, leaned against the wall, and looked at her quietly.

She was washing his hands and making soup.The light shrouded her elegant and delicate face, revealing a gentleness that has passed through time.

I don't know if the current atmosphere is too peaceful and beautiful, or if it's the rare peace and joy when the two get along that gives Jiang Mo the urge to speak.

"...I learned to cook when I was very young. Whoever comes home early between me and my mother cooks."

"...My mother has always felt sorry for me and wouldn't let me do it, but I also feel sorry for her."

"...There is a grandma next door to me who is very good at cooking Jiangnan cuisine. I learned a lot from her."

Gu Jichen listened carefully and admired her skillful chopping movements.When she does such a pyrotechnic thing, it is also pleasing to the eye.

"Didn't you become rusty after that? I thought that after you became an artist, you rarely cooked for yourself."

"No, you still have to cook it yourself when you have time, especially when I was in school. I shared an apartment with an African classmate. She begged me to cook for her every day, saying that all she ate before was pigs. Food."

Jiang Mo couldn't help but smile and looked at Gu Jichen: "You were abroad before, so you should be able to understand that compared with our traditional dishes, theirs is indeed not that delicious."

"Yes." Gu Jichen nodded.

The two chatted a lot unknowingly until the three dishes and one soup were ready. Jiang Mo was about to leave, but Gu Jichen stayed with her and asked her to eat with him.

She ate very little, not even half a bowl of rice.

"You don't need to control your food intake. You won't gain weight even after eating."

"I'm not trying to control it, I'm just full."

Gu Jichen looked at her face quietly for a moment, then suddenly said: "Jiang Mo, stop filming."

Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then like a cat being grabbed by the neck, she straightened up and looked at him warily: "Why did you suddenly say that?"

"I'm too tired from filming. I think your physical condition is not suitable."

What the doctor had said to him long ago, he was just saying now.

And Jiang Mo's reaction was just as he imagined, completely resistant.

"Mr. Gu, you are saying this to me now, which makes me feel very uncomfortable." Jiang Mo said, "You may not know yet, but I auditioned for "Fire Ice" and Director Lin rated me pretty well. I think I have a chance. .”

"I've read the script of "Fire Ice". The shooting environment was very difficult. It's even further north than the "Red Sky" you're going to shoot next, and it's even colder. Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

"It doesn't matter. I can overcome the cold by wearing more clothes and drinking more hot water." Jiang Mo said immediately, "I can put heating patches in my clothes and hold the electric stove all the time. In fact, in the north Winter is no stranger to me. I have been there many times. I actually like that kind of ice and snow, it’s so beautiful..."

She spoke quickly, as if she was afraid that there would be a gap for Gu Jichen to interrupt.

Gu Jichen put down his bowl and chopsticks, but interrupted her: "Jiang Mo, don't be afraid."

Jiang Mo, who was talking endlessly, paused.

"Don't be afraid. I'm just making a suggestion. I don't really want to stop you from filming."

Gu Jichen sighed helplessly: "Did these incidents scare you?"

Jiang Mo pursed her lips and lowered her eyes without looking at him, but she looked as if she was convinced by what he said.

It wasn't that she was scared, she just felt a difference.

Gu Jichen's impression of her has always been "cold" and distant. Although she has been frightened by him many times, she has never had a clear feeling about the "life and death" power he holds.

This time, through people like Ah Li, Jiang Mo realized that it was easier for Gu Jichen to kill others than to crush an ant.

He had the idea of ​​not letting her film. If she refused, would he take any coercive measures?

Jiang Mo didn't know and didn't dare to think about it.

"Jiang Mo, I told you that you are different from others." Gu Jichen said seriously, "The methods I use on others will never be used on you. You believe me, okay?"