Chapter 1202 It’s Not Easy to Be a White Moonlight

When Zhou Xiangxue hurried downstairs, he only saw Shi Li getting into the car and leaving.

It’s still the black car I’ve seen once, it looks so damn familiar!

Zhou Xiangxue clenched his fists, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he turned around and went to the monitoring room, asking the security guard to turn on the surveillance footage at the gate.

The company’s surveillance camera is the latest model that was just replaced this year, and the pictures it takes are very clear.

After zooming in, Zhou Xiangxue saw Mu He sitting in the car, leaning over to open the door for Shi Li and protecting his head, and could see his profile clearly.

He didn't know Mu He, but he remembered that he was the man who had a great conversation with Shi Li at the dinner that day. For a moment, he felt that he had been fooled, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

I couldn't believe that in Shi Li's heart, I was not as good as a disabled person!

The place for dinner was booked in advance by Mu He - a private restaurant that is famous for both Hunan and Sichuan cuisine.

After sitting down, Shi Lixian couldn't wait to take out the first draft of his design and handed it to Mu He like presenting a treasure.

Mu He was not idle either. He opened the exquisite food box he brought with him, which contained neatly arranged snacks that Aunt Chen had specifically asked him to bring to Shi Li.

"It will take a while for the dishes to be prepared, so have some snacks first." Mu He said as he looked carefully at Shi Li's design draft.

It's no exaggeration to say that it was better than he had imagined.

Jewelry designs with flowers and plants are very common, but in Shi Li's design draft, he could indeed see a vigorous and tenacious sense of life, which was almost exactly the same feeling as the flowers and plants he saw in the cracks of the wall that day.

"Why don't you speak? Is it because the feeling is different from what you want?" Shi Li took a small bite of the snack with reserve. Seeing that Mu He didn't speak, she couldn't help feeling nervous and uneasy.

"Of course not, your design is very good, great!" Mu He came back to his senses, put down the manuscript paper with care, and poured a cup of warm fruit tea for Shi Li and handed it to her, "Don't choke."

"I really like this design, every detail is exactly what I wanted..." Mu He stopped here, feeling that the next sentence was rather abrupt.

Looking at the design on the manuscript paper, his feeling was in line with the poem - even though we don't have the wings of a phoenix to fly together, our hearts are connected with each other.

He couldn't say this, at least not now.

Shi Li could still tell whether the other party was just being perfunctory or giving sincere compliments. She held the cup and drank the fruit tea, quietly hiding the smile on her face.

I was praised again. I couldn't suppress the joy.

As the two talked, the dishes were served one by one, without a single piece of seafood. Shi Li looked around the table, feeling a little embarrassed, but more moved.

Turning to look at Mu He, his voice unconsciously became very soft, "You don't have to not order any seafood. I don't eat seafood, but you can eat it."

"Okay, I'll know next time." Mu He didn't explain or refute. He picked up the spoon, scooped a small bowl of warm soup, and handed it to her with a smile.

Shi Li: ...

Men who feed snacks, pour fruit tea and serve soup are rarer than giant pandas!

No more struggling! She must hold him tight!

If such a man were to circulate on the market, it would definitely be her fault.

[Wow! I also want someone to pour tea and serve soup~]

[Don’t you have hands? Why do you need to be so pretentious? ]

[The above person doesn't understand. This is not a question of whether the hands are long or not, it's a question of attitude! As we all know, being straight and being perfunctory are two different things! ]

[So, host, are you really not going to consider this? No matter how good Mu He is, his legs...]

A barrage of comments suddenly made the lively comments pause for a moment.

Yes, no matter how good or rich Mu He is, his legs are a problem that cannot be ignored.

Shi Li had just put a mouthful of soup to her mouth when she paused when she saw this comment.

When everyone in the live broadcast room thought she hesitated, she blinked and replied with a smile: "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it. What's the big deal? It's not a problem with my character."

The simple and open-minded answer made everyone a little confused.

Come to think of it, Shi Li was right... Ever since Mu He appeared, he has been no different from ordinary people. Whether it's his personal cultivation or his speech and behavior, he is an outstanding person.

Shi Li said this not to whitewash the situation, but she really had never paid attention to his legs and had always interacted with and treated him as an ordinary person.

She paused for too long holding the spoon, and even Mu He noticed something was wrong, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Does it taste bad?"

"No, I just thought of something." Shi Li shook her head and smiled, took a sip of the soup, and asked with a chuckle, "I'm curious, can you peel shrimp?"

After asking, she looked at Mu He steadily, afraid to miss any slight expression on his face.

This can also be regarded as her ambiguous test of Mu He.