"Well," Zhou Mo nodded, "I also planned to eat something, but I didn't expect that I had hypoglycemia."

Han Jue didn't say anything more. He pinched Zhou Mo's arm with one hand and caught him, and stopped the taxi with the other hand.

Finally, Han Jue took Zhou Mo to a pasta shop.

The light in the store is very dark, and the design is quite romantic from abroad. One wall is surrounded by wine cabinets. There are partitions between the tables. The partitions are low walls half a person's height. The walls are decorated with Morandi colors.

mosaic tiles, and bunches of baby's breath placed on the low wall.

Zhou Mo frowned, and after hesitation, she sat down with Han Jue, "This place seems to be for lovers."

After all, when she first entered the door, she saw an expired couple's meal event.

"Yeah," Han Jue responded lightly.

Zhou Mo looked at him confused, his eyes seemed to be filled with doubts like "Is there something wrong with you?"

Han Jue noticed Zhou Mo's strange eyes and explained: "I don't know where to go. I happened to be in this store three days ago."

The implication is that he didn't bring her here specially, but he just happened to know where he was going and came here.

Zhou Mo complained: "You and Han Chen are really brothers."

This way of speaking and thinking is exactly the same.

Until I have no friends.

Han Jue added: "I usually eat in the cafeteria, and I rarely eat out."

Zhou Mo: "Understood."

Han Jue's living habits seem to be similar to Zhou Zheng's. His home and work are separated from each other. He is busy with work and has few social activities, let alone going out for dinner.

The waiter brought the menu and recommended the store's signature Italian tomato flavor to the two of them.

Zhou Mo rarely even eats fast food such as hamburgers, and she doesn't know much about the taste of pasta. She casually asked Han Jue: "Have you ever eaten Italian tomato? How does it taste?"

Han Jue: "It's okay."

Zhou Mo was too lazy to choose, "Give me the Italian tomato."

Han chose seafood pasta.

After the waiter left, Zhou Mo said seriously: "Tell me, what did Han Chen ask you to bring me."

Han Jue was slightly startled, "How do you know?"

Zhou Mo: "If it was just Aunt Liang who asked you to come to me, why would you bring me to dinner? Han Chen must have asked you for something."

Han Jue twitched the corners of his lips happily, "You are quite smart."

"Han Chen has always told me to be smarter, and I always remember it," Zhou Mo paused and said, "The key is - we just met yesterday."

If Han Chen simply wanted to take her on vacation, there were so many scenic spots in the imperial capital that he couldn't spend three or five days to enjoy them. With such a tight schedule, he still had to find time to have a meal with Han Jue seriously.

Will Han Jue introduce it to her?

Han Chen's brothers are all trustworthy to Han Chen, but not to Zhou Mo.

Han Chen's brothers have nothing to do with Zhou Mo, so they won't help her if she is in trouble.

Han is absolutely different.

He and Han Chen were brothers, but not related by blood. Zhou Mo could also clearly feel that there was something unusual between him and Han Chen's other brothers.

On the surface, he was not close to Han Chen, but his words and deeds showed concern and help for Han Chen.

It feels a bit cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

"I have my own judgment on who can be trusted," Zhou Mo said: "Suppose the worst happens, for example, the Han family puts pressure on Han Chen to divorce me or force us to separate. Han Chen and several others

My brother either stays on his own, doesn't get involved or expresses his opinion, or he supports the Han family's decision, or even becomes a helper. After all, Han Chen and I have very different family backgrounds, and there's no way to change this. The so-called love is so fragile in the face of reality.

I'm not stupid enough to be able to make enemies of everyone behind him just because I love him. I can't do it, and I don't want to do it. Aunt Liang also warned me about the consequences, and I understand them.

.All I can do is wait for Han Chen. To put it bluntly, I can only resign myself to fate."

"Besides, my parents also told me that marriage is the union of two families. Han Chen's family problems should have been solved by Han Chen himself. This is what he should do. He can't handle it alone.

When we arrive, we must bring in reinforcements." Zhou Mo raised his eyes and looked at Han Jue, "If you were like Han Chen's other brothers, you wouldn't appear in front of me at this moment."

Han Jue smiled faintly and said without warmth: "What's the benefit of helping me? I'm just sending a message to Han Chen."

Zhou Mo: "When you contact me, you are helping us. If you give Han Chen a word to me, you are helping him. Don't deny it."

Han Jue denied: "I didn't help you."

Zhou Mo laughed angrily.

The tough-tongued man in front of him looked exactly like Han Chen before.

She no longer forced Han Jue to admit, and just smiled and said, "Okay. What did Han Chen say?"

Han Jue: "I didn't say anything, just asked you to wait for him."

Zhou Mo: "It's exactly what I thought. Did you say how long to wait?"

Han Jue: "No."

Zhou Mo nodded and said nothing.

She thought for a moment and took out her phone, "Someone sent me a picture using Han Chen's phone."

Han Jue frowned: "What picture."

Zhou Mo clicked on the picture and handed the phone to Han Jue.

Han Jue only took one look and noticed the clues, "This meal was the night before yesterday when the family had a dinner together. I was also present. This shooting angle..."

Han Jue tried hard to recall where everyone was sitting during that meal, "It was the second brother."

Zhou Mo was not surprised at all, "Oh."

Han Jue: "It was the second uncle who called Han Chen back, and it was the second brother who took away Han Chen's phone."

Zhou Mo: "What do they want to do? Is there a stated purpose?"

Han Jue: "No. It probably has something to do with Han Chen's marriage."

Zhou Mo: "But now Han Chen and I are married. The Han family currently has only two choices, either accept it or be forced to accept it."

Han Jue: "Are you so confident?"

Zhou Mo: "It's not that they are confident, it's that they really only have these two choices. They have to accept it. The whole family is happy, isn't it good? They have to be forced to accept it. At worst, they just don't accept me. Han Chen is still a member of the Han family.

, and we can’t kick him out. Besides, if I have to force Han Chen to divorce me, Han Chen won’t agree. It’s not good for anyone to force Han Chen to go to a dead end.”

Han Jue: "It's true."

"Sir and Madam, your meal has arrived," the waiter pushed the dining cart over and served the dishes to the two of them.

Zhou Mo thanked her and then started to feast. She was really hungry.

However, the tableware provided in the restaurant was a fork, and Zhou Mo was not used to using it. She waved to the waiter, "Can you give me chopsticks?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, his expression stiff, and then he said: "Okay."

Han Jue frowned and looked at her, confused: "This is pasta."

But Zhou Mo didn't care: "No matter what kind of noodles, don't you have to eat them in your mouth in the end? I've been eating noodles for almost thirty years, and I always use chopsticks. It's other people's business to use forks. Anyway, I use chopsticks."

Han Jue looked at Zhou Mo and suddenly fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!