Chapter 6.2
It was not yet six o’clock when they got home, Mo Zhen turned on the TV as he laid down on the sofa and picked up the newspaper that Tang Qiang had gotten for him. He quickly read the newspaper and did not see any important news, and left it on the coffee table.
Ah Yao drifted around Mo Zhen, looking down at him, “You don’t eat at night?”
Mo Zhen closed his eyes, his voice was lazy and low: “Is it your business?”
Ah Yao glared at him and floated directly to the refrigerator, opening the refrigerator door.
The result was completely opposite than what she had thought, Mo Zhen’s refrigerator was neat and stored a large amount of food- these were all groceries Tang Qiang had brought for Mo Zhen every week.
“You have so much food in your fridge, why don’t you eat it?” Ah Yao returned to the living room and asked as she stared at Mo Zhen.
“Don’t want to.” Mo Zhen turned his body so that his back was towards Ah Yao.
“I just saw that there is a lot of cooked food in your fridge, as long as you heat it with a microwave, it’s fine to eat.” Ah Yao drifted to sit opposite of Mo Zhen and laid on the sofa as she watched Mo Zhen.
Mo Zhen opened his eyes slightly and looked at Ah Yao, “You can’t remember who you are, but you can remember these useless things?”
“How are they useless!” Ah Yao looked at Mo Zhen, “These are all life skills, skills!”
Mo Zhen looked at her, “Life skills? Are you even alive?”
Ah Yao: “…”
Ah Yao angrily gave the sofa a kick while Mo Zhen looked calmly at the white slender legs that went though the sofa.
When she finally gave up ignoring Mo Zhen, Ah Yao drifted into the kitchen and took some of the cooked food out of the refrigerator. Mo Zhen looked at his plate plate floating in the air, he raised his eyebrow, “If you break it, you’ll have to compensate.”
Ah Yao snorted, the microwave door automatically opened and she placed the food inside.
The time was set to three minutes as Ah Yao happily waited. When she heard the “Ding!” sound, Ah Yao excitedly shouted: “You can eat it now!”
Mo Zhen finally sat up from the sofa and went to the kitchen to take food out from the microwave.
When the food was set on the table, Mo Zhen opened a chair and sat down. Ah Yao sat opposite of him and helplessly looked at him. Five minutes later, Mo Zhen could not take it any linger, “Are you hungry?”
Ah Yao sniffed, and said bitterly: “I cannot eat.”
“Glad you know,” Mo Zhen said, putting the food into his mouth.
Ah Yao: “…”
It was a very rare for Mo Zhen to clean up the kitchen, he then walked up to the second floor. Ah Yao was like a small tail and followed him, floating on the second floor.
Mo Zhen raised his eyebrows, but did not tell her to leave.
Mo Zhen walked into his room, opened his laptop and searched the internet for the latest hottest news, and finally landed on the website Taobao.
The website had many of his favourite snack shops and since most of it was overseas purchasing, the credibility of it was very high. Mo Zhen was now dedicated to … … shopping for snacks.
Mo Zhen clicked all of the flavors of the ice cream pudding and checked out.
Ah Yao looked at him strangely and carefully asked, “Do you like to eat this?” Wasn’t this more popular with children? And he even bought all of the flavors!
“I only like the lemon and mango flavor.” Mo Zhen exited the checkout, looked at another snack shop and continued to buy his favourite snacks.
“Why did you buy all the flavors?” She roughly estimated that the pudding had ten flavors.
“I just wanted to get them together.”
Ah Yao: “…”
“Oh.” She chuckled a few times, “Buying an entire set can summon a dragon? Sellers adore buyers like you who have OCD about this stuff.”
Mo Zhen had an “I have OCD about this and I’m proud of it” expression, and selected some more food and then finally closed the page.
Then he opened the microblogging app.
When he clicked his own account, Mo Zhen found himself the object of a huge news storm.
Song Ni V: “G.o.d Forbidden Zone 3” the first day of shooting, was kissed by the Great G.o.d. Shy】 【shy】 【shy】 Mo Zhen
Mo Zhen raised his eyebrows, and looked at the still of Gao Sen kissing Nessa’s hand, and waited for the scolding from his fans to begin. (a still is like a picture from a scene)
The post had been made around four o’clock in the afternoon, but in just two hours, the number of forwards and replies have broken thirty thousand. Mo Zhen frowned and opened the comments section, the entire comments section was mostly made of Mo Zhen’s own fans angrily jumping and scolding Song Ni.
“FML! Hope our Male G.o.d’s mouth is okay! (#` ‘) ”
“Poor Gao Sen, kissing Song Ni on the hand is even worse than contracting the b.l.o.o.d.y virus.”
“Gave them a basket of cuc.u.mbers, and the crew was forced to add her to the scene.” (I think it’s referring to the money Kai Huang had invested for Song Ni to be in the film)
“Song Ni is already headed towards her downfall, save yourself some face okay?”
“This is my year’s worth of laughter, please accept it, you don’t have to thank me.”
“When did the illegitimate daughter have such a high profile, does your father know?”
“Why hasn’t Song already been kicked out of the entertainment industry? !!!”
“G.o.d Mo Zhen, I recommend XX brand mouthwash, strong removal of residual bacteria in the mouth! Hope it’s not too late! QAQ”
“Come look carefully, from the angle of this picture it can be seen that G.o.d Mo actually kissed his own thumb! # Please call me Emperor of observation#”
“(⊙ v ⊙) If you open your eyes wide enough, it really is true! Giving G.o.d Mo 320 points worth of praise ~ (≧ ▽ ≦) / ~”
“# G.o.d Mo has his own set of special kissing skills #”
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Each time Song Ni posted something related to Mo Zhen on Weibo, it would leave countless fans s...o...b..ring. But Song Ni, this person seemed to enjoy the abuse in particular, the more people scolded her, the more energetic and happier she was.
Holding back the impulse to post a statement condemning Song Ni’s behavior, Mo Zhen with “pop” sound closed the computer. He sat in his chair for a while and used his phone to check the time, then he went back to the first floor living room.
It was the major television broadcast news period, Mo Zhen changed the channel to the local news station, and listened to the newscasters wearing suits chatter non-stop.
“You like to read the news?” Ah Yao curiously looked at Mo Zhen, she felt that it would make sense if Mo Zhen was interested in the entertainment news, but whether it was newspapers or television, he was only interested in what was happening in the country.
Mo Zhen glanced at Ah Yao, but did not answer. When the news broadcast finished, the phone had just rung.
Mo Zhen picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID, it was Xiang Yunze.
Is Song Ni a M or what?
I want to whack her with a stick please.