Ning An was still a little irritable at first, but after hearing these words, he fell silent.

It turns out that he is also a poor man.

"Is it a serious accident?" Ning An asked softly.

"I'm not very sure. I heard from Dr. Jiang that the accident was quite serious. It might have been a car accident..." the maid lowered her voice, "Mr. Mo is very miserable. Both of his legs are disabled at such a young age, and his face is also disfigured.

, so he always wears a mask, which is very pitiful. He has a bad temper, and we will all endure it. Miss, you should also endure it, Mr. Mo is really pitiful."

Ning An felt sympathy, maybe because she shared the same problem, she felt pity for this man.

When she was in a car accident, he saved her so that she could live well, but his experience was more miserable than hers.

Ning'an was silent for a long time.

"So, let's go have lunch, don't keep Mr. Mo waiting," the maid said.

Ning An thought for a while, no matter what, Mo Xiu was her savior, and she shouldn't lose her temper with her benefactor.

She stood up and handed her hand to the little maid: "Take me there."

"Okay." The maid told her as they walked along, "Mr. Mo's house is very big, and the restaurant is also very big. I heard people say that Mr. Mo is very rich."

"Oh." Ning An was not interested in these.

She just wanted to recover from her injuries and go back as soon as possible.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Mo Xiu was already eating.

Mo Xiu was taciturn and didn't like to talk much. When he was eating, the restaurant was quiet and no one dared to say anything.

When Ning An came, Mo Xiu paused his hand slightly, glanced at her, and his tone was full of ridicule: "Don't you want to eat?"

Ning An stopped in her tracks. If she let it go, she would lose her temper, but the maid secretly pinched her palm.

"You saved my life. If I don't eat, I will be sorry for your life-saving grace." Ning An said calmly.

Mo Xiu has a really bad temper. If he didn't save her life, she wouldn't be able to stay here for a moment.

Mo Xiu sneered, said nothing, and continued eating.

"Mr. Mo, where should Miss Ning sit?" the maid asked cautiously.

"She sits wherever she likes." Mo Xiu said neither salty nor bland.

Is Ning An really angry? Is this man talking so unpleasantly?

The maid noticed that Ning An's expression was wrong, and she was afraid that she would be angry, so she quickly pulled her to sit down: "Miss Ning, just sit here and I will serve you some food."

Ning An sat down and calmed down.

She shouldn't be angry with this man. Indeed, when a young man encounters such a change, his temperament, personality, and temper will change greatly. There is no need for her to be angry.

Mo Xiu didn't speak, and neither did Ning An.

Ning An couldn't see him or the food. When a bowl of white rice was served, she lowered her head and ate the rice silently.

The restaurant was very quiet, no one made a sound.

After eating for a long time, it was really hard to swallow.

She has never eaten white rice like this.

Ning An couldn't bear it anymore and finally asked cautiously: "Mr. Mo, I want to eat vegetables."

"If you want to eat, just say it. If you hold it in and say nothing, who knows you want to eat vegetables?" Mo Xiu said with a mocking tone.

"I'm not picky about food." Ning An said patiently.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

"Do you want me to pinch you?" Mo Xiu said without hesitation.

"No, just ask the servant to help me." Ning An endured Mo Xiu's bad temper. The chopsticks were hanging in the air and she didn't know where to put them. This feeling... was uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!