Chapter 49: The Market Is Pretty Good
“Brother Zhang, I don’t want to trouble you. I’m not far from home. I’ll take a cab.” Mo Rao was a little embarrassed.
Zhang Zhe sighed, his gaze sincere. “Xiao Rao, actually, I have something to ask of you.”
Mo Rao was shocked. “What is it? Tell me.”
Zhang Zhe got out of the car and opened the passenger door. “I’ll send you back. I’ll tell you on the way.”
After a slight hesitation, Mo Rao still got into the car. After all, Zhang Zhe had said that he needed her help with something, so she could not reject him.
“Brother Zhang, I’d better sit in the back.” Mo Rao did not get into the front passenger seat but opened the back door.
“…Okay.” Zhang Zhe did not insist.
After Mo Rao got into the car, she realized that there were many books on the seat.
“Where do you live?” Zhang Zhe asked.
Mo Rao told him the Fu family’s address. Zhang Zhe was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. “I understand.”
On the way, Mo Rao flipped through the books in the backseat curiously. They were fairy tales with beautiful illustrations. She liked them.
“This is a fairy tale book that I commissioned the publishing house to publish. I wrote the stories in it, and I hired someone to draw the paintings,” Zhang Zhe explained.
Mo Rao smiled and said, “It’s pretty good. Is there a first and second volume?”
“The first volume has already been published, and the second volume has yet to begin. The painter can’t draw because something came up at the last minute. I haven’t found a suitable replacement.” Zhang Zhe drove and chatted with Mo Rao light-heartedly.
So that was the case. Mo Rao put down the book. “Brother Zhang, why are you looking for me?”
Zhang Zhe glanced at Mo Rao in the rearview mirror and was a little embarrassed. “I just wanted to ask if you will still come to volunteer next time.”
“Yes, as long as I have time.” Mo Rao did not even think about it.
“That’s great!” Zhang Zhe was a little excited. “Do you know? Today is the first time Momo has seen you, but he’s willing to communicate with you. Children with autism are all sealed off in their own worlds and refuse to communicate with others. There’s actually no problem with Momo’s communication skills, but he just refuses to speak or react to his surroundings and people. If you can continue to volunteer and help me communicate with him, it might be very beneficial to his recovery!”
Mo Rao did not expect Momo to be willing to interact with her. She agreed readily. “Of course, as long as I can help him, I’m willing.”
“Thank you! Thank you so much, Xiao Rao. I’ll treat you to a meal in the future. If there’s anything else you need my help with, feel free to ask!” There was obvious joy in Zhang Zhe’s voice.
Mo Rao picked up two books. “Why don’t you give me two books?”
In the future, when the baby was born, she could show it to the baby.
“Alright, take it. I’ll give you new ones in the future.” Zhang Zhe was glad to oblige.
Soon, the car arrived at the Fu family’s entrance. Zhang Zhe looked at the magnificent manor villa in front of him. He had guessed correctly. It was really the Fu family he was thinking of.
Mo Rao was a little afraid that Zhang Zhe would misunderstand. She said awkwardly, “Brother Zhang, I live here because…”
“I know. You were taken in by the Fu family. I won’t say anything.” Zhang Zhe quickly explained.
“Thank you, Brother Zhang. I’ll go back first.” Mo Rao was relieved. She got out of the car and said goodbye to Zhang Zhe.
“I’m leaving. Bye.” Zhang Zhe waved and drove away.
Seeing Zhang Zhe’s car disappear, Mo Rao turned around and went back.
After taking two steps, Fu Ying’s cold voice sounded. “No wonder the driver didn’t pick you up. It turns out that there’s already an escort.”
Mo Rao was shocked. When she returned to her senses, she saw Fu Ying standing there with a dark expression.
Why was he at home?? Shouldn’t he be accompanying Qu Ru in the hospital? Mo Rao really did not expect this.
She calmed down and explained, “What escort? Brother Zhang just sent me back out of kindness.”
Fu Ying walked in front of Mo Rao. His tall body was filled with oppression as he looked at Mo Rao coldly. “Brother Zhang? You address him quite affectionately. Did you meet him at that special education institution today? He was kind enough to send you home the first time you two met. You’re quite popular.”
Mo Rao’s face turned pale. “Don’t talk nonsense! That’s my former neighbor. His son is also autistic and is doing rehabilitation treatment there. Coincidentally, we met, so he sent me home. Fu Ying, don’t judge people by your own petty standards!”
Fu Ying’s gaze landed on Mo Rao’s elbow. The red wound was very glaring. His expression changed and he reached out to touch it. “How did you injure your hand?”
“You don’t have to worry about that.” Mo Rao shook off Fu Ying’s hand and walked into the house.