The time of the city

"Xiaoxue, be good and stay still." Mo Yu held the paintbrush in her hand and kept painting on Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue's mouth, which was biting the ball, was already drooling and she was whimpering, but she still acted as Mo Yu's model obediently.

"Xiao Yu, you wash the carpet later. Xiao Xue's saliva can be wrung out and used to wash her hair." Ni Jiamu skillfully cooked in the kitchen and did not forget to complain a few times.

"I won't wash it." Mo Yu stuck out her tongue towards the kitchen. Ever since she apologized to Ni Jiamu that day, their relationship has improved a lot, and they are really like real siblings.

"I'll take you for a walk after dinner. You haven't been out much in the past few days. Would you like some milk tea? I know a pretty good restaurant." Ni Jiamu put the last dish on a plate.

"All according to your instructions." Mo Yu threw a piece of beef jerky to Xiao Xue and stood up to walk towards the restaurant. "By the way, brother, why don't you go to work?" Mo Yu suddenly remembered that the reason Ni Jiamu went abroad was to take over Ni Yuantang's company in the United States, but he hadn't been to the company in the past few days. He spent most of his time with her.

"I'll go to the company after you go to school." Ni Jiamu served Mo Yu the meal. "I've handed over the recent work to K. I think he likes his work very much." After saying that, Ni Jiamu smiled proudly.

After dinner, Ni Jiamu drove Moyu to a milk tea shop. Moyu checked the location on the map and found that it was very close to the school she was going to attend.

The decor of this milk tea shop feels more like a bookstore. Looking in, all you see are books, countless books. As you get closer, you can smell a faint aroma, like it's coming from wood, or drifting in from afar.

Mo Yu really likes this smell, which can make people relax and calm down. She thinks it is a wonderful thing to order a cup of coffee here and read a book quietly in the afternoon.

"I loved it when I was studying," Ni Jiamu said, gently pushing the door open and walking in, followed closely by Mo Yu. "I stayed here for the entire afternoon, and I read more books in those years than I have in the past decade."

Mo Yu listened to Ni Jiamu's words and looked around. She decided to make this place her permanent base. No matter from which aspect, she liked it here very much.

The two of them ordered something, and Ni Jiamu found a seat by the window. "Brother, tell me about your school days," Mo Yu propped up her chin and looked at Ni Jiamu.

"There's nothing interesting. It seems like all I do is study." Ni Jiamu curled his lips and continued, "It's also possible that I'm too scary. Many people don't dare to approach me." This time, Mo Yu saw the disappointment that flashed across Ni Jiamu's eyes. It was only for a moment, but she still caught it.

Mo Yu wanted to say something to comfort Ni Jiamu, but the people at the table nearby seemed to be arguing. She heard the sound of glass breaking on the ground and the sound of cursing.

She turned and met the bewildered girl in the crowd. She had a delicate face, tears in her eyes, and her ponytail, a symbol of youth, had been pushed to one side. Seeing that she was dressed like the other staff, Mo Yu knew she was a waitress.

She looked pitiful and small when surrounded, but no one in the store was willing to step forward to help her. Mo Yu suddenly disliked this place.

When she saw a girl about to fight with her, Mo Yu couldn't help but step forward and said, "What are you doing? Isn't it a bit too much for so many people to bully her?" Mo Yu's voice became weaker and weaker, thinking that she was once the girl standing in the middle.

"Mind your own business," the girl closest to Mo Yu pointed at her and warned her. She was about the same age as Mo Yu and was also Chinese, but her clothes and makeup made her look much more mature.

"What qualifications do you have to point fingers at her?" Ni Jiamu slapped away the hand that was pointing at Mo Yu, then took out a wet wipe from his bag, wiped it for a long time, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Seeing Ni Jiamu's actions, the girl became even angrier and her face turned red, but Ni Jiamu was a man after all, so she had to endure it, but she used the waiter in the middle as a punching bag.

"If you don't pay compensation today, you are not allowed to leave. We will wait until you get off work." After saying this, the girls smiled at each other, and the girl in the middle was so scared that she shivered.

"Brother, help her," Mo Yu pleaded, pulling at the corner of Ni Jiamu's clothes.

"Okay." Ni Jiamu smiled faintly at Mo Yu, then turned to face the group of girls. His eyes immediately became indifferent and cold, without any emotion. His eyes seemed like bottomless cold water, full of coldness.

"If you have any grudges, why don't you go to the police station and tell them? I'll give you a free ride."

"Brother, we are all Chinese. Now that we meet overseas, we are like a family. How can you send us to the police station?" A girl with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks smiled slyly at Ni Jiamu. Two uneven blushes on her face were shaking, and the highlights made her look like eighteen bronze men. Mo Yu was so scared that she wanted to go home to find her mother.

"What's going on?" Ni Jiamu asked the girl in the middle. Mo Yu followed Ni Jiamu's gaze and looked at her, but this time she saw the name "Song Fei" written on her work badge.

"We had a discount event in our store before, but it's over now," Song Fei seemed a little scared but continued, "They ordered a lot, and when the food came, I showed them the receipt. They found out there was no discount, so they questioned me, and then the coffee spilled on them, and they asked me to pay for it." After she finished speaking, Song Fei's tears also flowed down.

"Just for a little money? How poor are you?" Ni Jiamu was obviously a little bit unbelievable. He thought that the posture just now was due to some deep hatred, but it turned out to be just because there was no discount.

"You think you are so rich? Don't pretend here. You must have saved money for several days just to show off here." A girl with a big wave like the Lion King came out. Her voice was deeper than Ni Jiamu's, and her teeth were as yellow as the Yellow River. Ni Jiamu finally understood the truth that birds of a feather flock together. God knows how many monsters and demons he saw today.

"Don't let me see you again." Ni Jiamu took out a few banknotes from his wallet and slapped them on the table. When those people saw it, they rushed over, picked up the money and left happily.

"Thank you for helping me," Song Fei stepped forward and bowed repeatedly to express her gratitude.

"I'm helping my kids."

After listening to Ni Jiamu's words, Song Fei walked up to Mo Yu again and bowed ninety degrees. "Thank you for helping me."

"It's okay, it's okay," Mo Yu smiled and waved her hand. "Stay away from them in the future. They seem to be gangsters and don't look like people who are studying abroad." Mo Yu reminded in a low voice.

"I've seen them a few times. They don't have much money and they're always hungry." A gossipy shop assistant joined the conversation between Mo Yu and Song Fei. When they were arguing just now, Mo Yu saw that the shop assistant pretended to be very busy. Now that the people have left, he has nothing to do and runs over to gossip. It is indeed human nature to hide when encountering danger and to join in the fun when seeing excitement.

Seeing that no one said anything, the clerk continued, "I've seen them rob younger kids of their money several times. Once they have money, they start to act pretentious. They run to a cafe to order a cup of coffee and pretend to be very knowledgeable. I don't want to see what they can taste. They obviously find it bitter, but they still say it's delicious. I think their dozens of gigabytes of memory must be full of photos." The clerk described it vividly.

Mo Yu was laughing secretly. She felt that this shop assistant could perform stand-up comedy. He was so good at speaking, compared to the stupid her.

Later, customers came to the store, and Song Fei continued to work. Mo Yu and Ni Jiamu went home after not staying for long.

In the car, Mo Yu was enjoying the coolness of dusk. The girl's black hair was bathed in a layer of golden light by the sunlight, and her fair and clean profile made Ni Jiamu lose his mind for a moment.

"Why are you looking at me?" Mo Yu asked in confusion when she noticed Ni Jiamu's gaze.

“Can you wear makeup?”

"will not"

"If you want to wear makeup in the future, you must hire a professional makeup artist. The makeup of that girl today really scared me." Ni Jiamu made a vomiting expression.

"I...I wouldn't do that." Mo Yu rolled her eyes and continued to turn to the window.

"Actually, I want to say that you are quite beautiful."

"what?"

"nothing"