Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Chapter 32

Tan Mo doesn’t understand the world, but he was really smart.

It was true that he was angry at this moment, but his inherent intentions were also true.

Qiao Lan said that there was no relationship between them that allowed him to help her or provide for her like this. The words “there was no relationship between them” was like a scene from a movie, that repeated itself in his head over and over again. .

He threw the knife and fork on the plate fiercely, anger, sadness, irritability, disappointment, grievance, and other emotions he couldn’t describe filled him.

His  eyes were a haze, and he just wanted to leave in anger.

Qiao Lan hurriedly apologized to the disturbed guest and ran back, “Uncle Chen hasn’t arrived yet, where are you going? Tan Mo, I didn’t want to make you angry.”

He didn’t want to listen, he could go anywhere in the world, he just didn’t want to stay here.

Qiao Lan quickly rearranged Tan Mo’s tableware, before blocking Tan Mo’s wheelchair to prevent him from leaving. Tan Mo sat in the wheelchair coldly and fixedly looked at Qiao Lan.

The atmosphere between the two was tense, but only Qiao Lan felt it. Tan Mo couldn’t perceive the atmosphere. He stared at Qiao Lan without a word for a long time, and suddenly remembered the first time he had brought breakfast for Qiao Lan, they also had this type of confrontation.

At that time, Qiao Lan didn’t eat it. He had looked at Qiao Lan just like how he was looking at her now, saying that if she didn’t eat it, he would throw it all away. In the end Qiao Lan compromised.

Tan Mo was stunned. Suddenly he was distracted, and the anger in him was also transferred to elsewhere. He lowered his head thoughtfully. Qiao Lan didn’t know what was going on in Tan Mo’s mind at this moment, and looked at him. Before saying helplessly, “I will give you another steak. The restaurant can compensate you for free.”

Hearing this, Tan Mo returned to his senses.

“No,” he raised his head and stared at Qiao Lan, “I don’t want to eat.”

Qiao Lan glanced down at the steak that he had barely touched. Tan Mo had eaten so little today, and he would be hungry when he goes back.

“Then I’ll pack it, and let Uncle Chen take it back in a while.”

Tan Mo’s eyes flickered, “I’ll have Uncle Chen throw it away.”

Qiao Lan: “…”

Tan Mo looked at Qiao Lan’s speechlessness, finally feeling that the situation was a little better. He had thought that Qiao Lan was finally going to compromise just like the last time, but Qiao Lan stopped smiling, and looked away expressionlessly.

“Then do that.”

She really felt that Tan Mo was a child who hadn’t experienced things not going his way, and couldn’t deal with it any longer. So Qiao Lan turned and left.

Tan Mo was left with dazed and stunned eyes. After he returned to his senses she was long gone.

After a while, Uncle Chen hurried over. When he came over, he found that the atmosphere was not right. He carefully glanced at Tan Mo’s face. Although his face was still expressionless as usual, the stormy rage was clear through his eyes.