Bai Xi looked at the little person who seemed to have no head, and felt a strange feeling, but couldn't quite pinpoint what was odd.
Since she couldn't articulate it, there was no point dwelling on it. She simply sat down in the chair opposite Han Mo and began to eat. "I didn't expect your cooking to be so good."
The dishes on the table were all excellent, each one a masterpiece of color, aroma, and taste.
Even though she wasn't a top-tier gourmand, she couldn't come up with eloquent praises. But the food was undeniably delicious and suited her palate perfectly.
Han Mo looked at Bai Xi and said, "As long as you like it."
Three hundred years ago, she loved to eat and was always traveling between various restaurants, seeking out better food. Back then, he deliberately hired renowned chefs from those establishments with heavy gold to the Han Manor, which made her furious.
Every time she had a craving, she could only seek him out.
At some point, even when she had a craving, she stopped looking for him. Han Luo, at that time, secretly had the chefs prepare the dishes and sent them to her.
After her death, he watched those chefs grow old. He worried that when she was reborn, she would no longer be able to eat the things she used to like. So, he began to learn the dishes she favored, and now he knew how to make them all.
Bai Xi, while eating the delicious food before her, asked, "Why did you suddenly decide to cook today?"
The fact that Han Mo could cook was quite a surprise to Bai Xi.
After all, Han Mo had never shown any indication of it before.
However, without a doubt, Han Mo was a treasure boy.
No, he was already thirty. To be precise, he was a treasure man.
Han Mo hesitated for a moment and said, "Regarding the ancient tomb incident, I want to apologize to you."
Bai Xi raised an eyebrow. "Actually, you don't need to apologize to me for this. Although I don't know why you knew about the birthmark on the female corpse, that body has been buried for over three hundred years. You shouldn't have done anything to betray me with her, right?"
Although she had been a little unhappy before.
However, today at the Security Bureau, she had figured things out.
A nameless female corpse from three hundred years ago, why should she bother getting hung up on it? Not to mention, even if she was Han Mo's lover in his previous life, he had gone through a reincarnation.
This kind of thing was even less significant than a former girlfriend. What was there to care about?
What she truly needed to care about was something else.
But from the time she returned from the tomb, Chu Meng came to cause trouble, and Han Zheng and Han Fang met untimely deaths. She still hadn't found an opportunity to verify it.
Thinking of this, she slightly raised her wrist. The blood-red blood jade bracelet on her wrist gleamed with a lustrous, dark light.
Seeing her relaxed expression, Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief. The thought of her calling him "Doctor Han" repeatedly made his chest feel constricted.
Bai Xi raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, "A'Mo, did you come to… six years ago?"
In reality, his childhood was his nightmare, frequently resurfacing in his dreams at midnight, leaving him restless for extended periods.