Rebirth of Invincibility

After waiting for a long time, there was no sound from the other end of the phone. Han Ruoqi shook her arm impatiently: "Is something wrong? If nothing happens, I'll go downstairs to buy something to eat."

"...Don't hang up! Of course there's something going on" Zheng Moxie's anxious voice came over

"If you have anything to say, tell me quickly!" Han Ruoqi obviously didn't have that much time in Beijing to chat with him.

"...That...that..." I don't know why, but Zheng Moxie couldn't say it when the words came to his lips, and his face turned red from embarrassment.

Han Ruoqi frowned and saw that the last piece of bread had been eaten: "Holy crap! Is it over yet? People are like iron rice and steel, brother!!! How about I call you after I finish eating?"

"Well, let's go on a date tomorrow." Just like that, the legendary gang boss Zheng Moxie, who always hugged everyone and never worried about being disliked, was forced by the facts in front of him to say such an interesting sentence.

"Dating!?!"

The corners of Han Ruoqi's mouth twitched obviously twice, and for a moment he even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears: "You mean you want to date me?"

"Yes, I heard that most couples do this, right?" Where Han Ruoqi couldn't see him, Zheng Moxie scratched his head, looking like he was in love for the first time.

"..." Han Ruoqi was stunned, and suddenly didn't know what to say at this moment.

After a while, Zheng Moye's voice came over: "Not speaking, does that mean you acquiesce?"

"No," Han Ruoqi suddenly said

"Then what do you mean?" Zheng Moxie felt a little uneasy for no reason.

"I mean, I made a promise."

"..." This time it was Zheng Moxie who suspected that his ears were broken: "Really?"

"Yes"

"Then I'll go prepare it now. I won't go back today. Just let the chef make whatever you want for lunch and dinner. If it doesn't work, just go downstairs and buy it yourself."

"kindness..."

"Get up early tomorrow and I'll pick you up."

"oh..."

"What's your attitude?" Zheng Moxie clenched the phone in his hand and frowned slightly...

"I'm hungry"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Ruoqi hung up the phone without mercy.

Zheng Moxie listened to the "didi" sound coming from the mobile phone and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, but it was full of bitterness. When will my position in your mind be more important than other things...

....

As expected, Zheng Moxie did not return to the house where he and Han Ruoqi lived together after being discharged from the hospital, but returned to the main residence of the Zheng family.

Zheng Ji was sitting at his desk correcting documents. He was still wearing a pure black suit without any wrinkles. He couldn't see any changes in his life: "Are you back?"

"Yeah" Zheng Moye nodded, then walked towards the bedroom without looking back.

The moment he walked to the door, Zheng Ji suddenly stopped him: "Why didn't you bring him back with you?"

Zheng Moxie smiled, and a feeling called happiness bloomed on his tired face: "Father, I will go out with him tomorrow and won't go to the company."

Zheng Ji stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked at his son with raised eyebrows: "Take him on a date?"

Zheng Moxie nodded awkwardly, with an indescribable feeling on his face: "...Father, what should I wear tomorrow?"

"..." Hearing the always mature and steady Zheng Moxie ask this question, Zheng Ji was obviously stunned for a moment, and his eyes towards Zheng Moxie also changed significantly...

In fact, when Zheng Moxie was very young, his mother died of illness. It was at that time that Zheng Ji discovered that there were still many things in the world that were much more important than power and money.

Then he began to focus on Zheng Moxie, trying to create a good environment for him without worries, and also began to pay attention to his growth and changes in him.

But for some unknown reason, Zheng Moye seems to have never gone through puberty. In Zheng Ji's impression, his son has been very mature since he didn't know when, and he can easily complete some things that even he himself feels very mature.

To do difficult things, you can put on a cold mask to avoid all the emotions in the world...

In this way, he grew up to be a good leader of the black empire, but Zheng Ji didn't want him to become like this. He didn't want him to live a lonely and cold life like himself, unable to enjoy true love.

When you are injured, you can only hold the wound in the corner...

His eyes felt a little moist. Zheng Ji turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth with some relief: "If you can really be with that child, I will feel relieved."

Zheng Moxie was startled, as if he was a little unclear as to why Zheng Ji suddenly said this at this time.

Seeing his obviously startled look, Zheng Ji smiled, and his sharp eyes were now a little kind: "To be honest, you have really good taste. Although he is a man, I can accept him, then

The child is very interesting, the expressions are reflected on his face, and he looks very comfortable when he smiles.”

Zheng Moxie's eyes couldn't help but become softer and softer: "...Well, I just like the way he smiles."

Because his smile is really warm. Even if everything before was fake and everything before was bubble, his smile can melt the ice in his heart in an instant. I don’t know when,

He fell in love with his smile and everything about him...

"Father, do you think wearing a suit on a date seems a bit old-fashioned?" Zheng Moxie asked seriously.

Zheng Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If it's a date, just wear casual clothes."

Zheng Moye leaned against the door and frowned helplessly: "But casual clothes will look very casual..."

This time the corners of Zheng Ji's mouth began to twitch: "... Then think about what he usually wears. Anyway, I don't think people like Han Ruoqi would bother themselves with such things. You

If you wear similar clothes to him, you won't feel uncomfortable?"

Zheng Moxie immediately shook his head: "A casual sweatshirt would be even less formal. Besides, I'm not suitable for that kind of clothes at all."

"If he really likes you, I think it's not just because of a piece of clothing." Zheng Ji raised his head and stared into his eyes tightly, but it seemed to convey something...

This sentence clearly made Zheng Moxie understand something, but he still looked a little confused when he lowered his head.

So that night Zheng Moxie kept picking out clothes until midnight. I don't know if it was because of excitement or something else. He couldn't make up his mind for a long time, but he still enjoyed it with relish...