Chapter 15: A forgotten trust fund.
Mei-Mei had no idea what to say to Mo Jingzhe. Did she start with thank you for saving my life? Thank you for taking care of my daughter or what is your connection to mys system and how long have you been a green tea man?
Why be a green tea man in the first place? Just for a minute, before she could get the questions out, Mo Jingzhe's good looks distracted her.
She always thought that he had the warmest brown almond shaped eyes. When she met him as a young boy, they held a spark of mischief that had eased out as he grew. His jet black hair had never changed, soft on the sides with a short wave that fell across his forehead lazily.
Perhaps it was because she had just been thinking of her own skin that she noticed his. Mo Jingzhe had nice skin, smooth and luminous. His face was attractive, high cheekbones and a straight refined nose.
His physique was lean and tall, she knew he was an avid jogger and swimmer. She heard him mention once that he trained in martial arts but she did not know much about that.
When it came to looks, Mo Jingzhe had Mo Liang beat hands down.
"Mei-Mei." Jingzhe shifted from the chair he was sitting in to the bed and he took Mei-Mei's hands in his,
She was startled and pulled her hands back.
Jingzhe lowered his eyes, "Sorry Mei-Mei, I did not intend to make you uncomfortable."
Mei-Mei
Instructions flashed on Mei-Mei's eyes.