"Why did you suddenly return to China?" Su Qiao was suddenly curious about this.
"First, the domestic branch's accounts are wrong, and its profits have shrunk significantly in the past year. Second,..."
Thinking of the second reason, Cen Mohan suddenly stopped.
This made Su Qiao even more curious. He wiped his sweat and took a few steps closer. "What is it?"
"I couldn't sleep well and kept having nightmares. My sister advised me to go back to China, go to the temple to worship, and find a master to settle the matter."
Su Qiao remembered that he had asked her before where there was a better temple and wanted to find a famous and enlightened monk. He believed this.
Although she didn't think that finding a so-called eminent monk to interpret dreams would solve his sleep disorder problem, sometimes, inner comfort and psychological hints were of some use.
"Your sister?"
Cen Mohan was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he quickly explained, "My sister is not Cen Yue."
"Actually, Cen Yue is not my cousin. She is just a distant relative who is a bit of a cousin. She is not really one of our own."
"When she joined Xingyu, she actually benefited from her ex-husband. During the divorce, her ex-husband transferred Xingyu's shares to her for the sake of their daughter."
"Oh." Su Qiao is not interested in Cen Yue's affairs.
Cen Mohan felt this and immediately changed the topic, staring at her with burning eyes. "I met you before I had time to find the master."
"The night I met you, I unexpectedly slept soundly and didn't have any dreams."
Su Qiao knew that he was referring to that evening when she had just come out of Wang's house and was arguing with Wang Zhiyao on the road in anger.
"I'm sorry, can I still calm my nerves?" And it's a sleeping pill?
"My sister and I both believe in Buddhism."
Cen Mohan knows she doesn't believe it, but this is the fact.
Looking at her deeply. "Cause and effect cycle, fate will meet." They are destined to meet.
Su Qiao is speechless.
"You don't mean to say that we are destined to come thousands of miles to meet each other, right? This is a bit too cliched."
Cen Mohan is a little helpless, "Existence is reasonable, regardless of whether it is old-fashioned or not."
Just like his dream, even though it has troubled him for so many years and brought a lot of inconvenience to his life, he does not hate it.
He felt that its existence was foreshadowing something.
He has been waiting quietly, just like when he was a child, he squatted in the corner and waited day by day for when the ants in the ant nest under the tree stump would move.
He believes that when time comes, the results will appear.
So, he waited for her.
A girl who can end his nightmares, a person who may be related to his dreams, and maybe even inextricably related to him.
Next, he will wait slowly, waiting for the moment when the final result is revealed.
Of course, this does not prevent him from being with her, nor does it prevent him from liking her.
He even enjoyed the process of being attracted to her little by little.
The topic of their encounter quickly ended with Su Qiao's concentrated training.
After practicing for about an hour and a half, the two took a shower, changed into casual clothes, and went to the restaurant together.
Shabu-shabu mutton is indispensable, but in order to supplement her nutrition, Cen Mohan ordered beef, fish and shrimp, as well as vegetable and fruit salad.
Cen Mohan Looking at the person opposite who was engrossed in eating and didn't even look at him, he felt funny and helpless at the same time.
He used male chopsticks to pick up some cooked mutton, dipped it in the sauce, put it into a small bowl, and pushed it in front of her.
"Is it tasty?"