The Rebirth of the National Goddess

At this time, Mr. Mo has already recovered his cold look, which is completely different from the look just now.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that it was the same person.

The white shirt was still as white as ever, without a speck of oily smoke, so clean that it didn't look like it was standing in a kitchen full of fireworks.

The warm yellow light added a bit of softness to the stern facial features.

At this moment, Chu Jin didn't dare to mention the festive stalks, his jade-like cheeks were stained with rouge, and he said in his words, "That's hard work for you."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left the kitchen, his steps a little weak.

Mo Zhixuan put his hands in his pockets and looked at her back, with a faint smile in his deep eyes.

After a while, the sound of sizzling cooking came from the kitchen again.

The moonlight outside the window is bright, the sky is full of stars, the ecological environment in Huagui Garden is good, and the sound of insects can be heard occasionally.

The melodious phone rings.

At the same time, a deep voice came from the kitchen, "Ah Jin, answer the phone for me."

His voice seemed to be dyed with a layer of penetrating power, calm and powerful, full of magnetism, and every word was ear-piercing.

"Okay." Chu Jin answered him.

What was displayed on the phone screen was a call from an unknown region without any notes.

It starts with 97, followed by a large series of numbers, a very strange set of numbers.

Chu Jin picked up the phone, swiped to answer, "Hello, hello."

"..." There seemed to be a pause, and Chu Jin could even feel the other party's rapid breathing, and then said softly, "Zhixuan." A very gentle voice, like a puddle of clear water, can Melt people.

Very positive tone.

Before Chu Jin could speak, the other party asked, "Zhixuan, where are you now?"

This is a bit interesting, Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, is her voice so similar to Mr. Mo's? Or, does this person have a hearing problem? "I'm not him."

"Aren't you Zhixuan?" The other party's voice sounded a little surprised, as if he had heard something incredible, but his tone was still gentle.

Just listening to the voice, I knew that the other party must be a great beauty.

Chu Jin chuckled, "My voice sounds like a man?"

The other party didn't ask who she was, but said apologetically, "Excuse me, could you please let Zhixuan answer the phone?"

Chu Jin walked towards the kitchen and said, "Okay, wait a minute."

Mo Zhixuan was cutting tomatoes. His knife technique was fast, the thickness was uniform, and his movements were skillful and smooth. He looked very elegant. When he saw Chu Jin coming in, he raised his eyes and took a look. Then he continued to move the tomatoes into the oil neatly. In the pot, stir fry quickly.

"Looking for you." Chu Jin handed the phone in front of him with a calm tone.

Mo Zhixuan took the phone with one hand free, "Hi, it's me." The voice was still deep and cold.

He was on the phone with one hand, and was still frying tomatoes with the other.

Not knowing what was said over there, he continued, "Okay, I understand, let's do this first." Then he hung up the phone.

The whole process takes no more than 1 minute.

After hanging up the phone, he looked up at Chu Jin, with the usual expression, "Go wash your hands and eat." The tone was natural, and there was nothing wrong with it, as if such a thing had happened countless times.

"Okay," Chu Jin nodded slightly, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, there were four dishes on the dining table, and the man was serving soup in the kitchen.

Two meat and two vegetarian dishes, very delicate dishes, a scent wafting in the air, Xiao Bai jumped onto the table with a "meow", and was stretching out his paws to eat, when Mo Zhixuan was walking out of the kitchen carrying soup come out.

Xiaobai's paws froze in mid-air for an instant, then jumped off the table timidly, and hid in the corner staring at a bowl of cat food in a daze.

Think of it as a majestic generation of white tigers who have been reduced to living on cat food.

Sure enough, no one here loves it.

"The craftsmanship is good." Looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, Chu Jin boasted. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would not believe that the Patriarch of the Mo family would do such a thing. A person like him, no matter where he goes Where food, clothing, housing and transportation will be arranged by a special person, there is no need to do it yourself.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you." Mo Zhixuan stretched out his hand to fill the soup and handed it to her, "Drink the soup first before eating."

The golden soup, with a layer of oil beads floating on it, looked very attractive. Chu Jin took a sip lightly. The temperature of the soup was just right, and the taste of the mouth was very good. The lips and teeth were fragrant, with a touch of traditional Chinese medicine. It doesn't smell bad, but it neutralizes the taste of the soup.

Mo Zhixuan was sitting opposite her, eating with an elegant posture, and his gestures were extravagant. A man like him was born to be a king, as calm as Mount Tai.

Halfway through the meal, the originally quiet phone rang again. Mo Zhixuan didn't want to answer it at first, but after seeing the call, a trace of impatience flashed in his deep eyes, and he slid to answer it right away, "Hello?"

After listening to the other party's words, Mo Zhixuan said with a normal expression, "Wait where you are, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zhixuan said to Chu Jin, "Go to bed early after dinner, I have something else to do, so go out first."