Qiao Lan wasn't wearing her big, dark blue school uniform today. She was wearing the uniform of the restaurant's staff.

Her hair was tied up simply, revealing her slender and beautiful neck. She wore a western-style vest and a white shirt tucked into her short skirt, showing off her slender waist.

She wore a pair of soft-soled black leather shoes, which made her calves look even more slender, slender, and straight. She walked around the restaurant lightly, busy yet skilled.

Father Tan couldn't figure out what his son was thinking.

He had always liked this western restaurant. The environment was good, the service was good, and the food tasted great.

However, he couldn't guess whether Tan Mo liked it or not. Seeing that Tan Mo wasn't moving in his wheelchair, he frowned slightly. "I come here often. It's not bad, but if you don't like it, we can change," Father Tan said. "Or you don't want to eat western food?

What do you want to eat? "

Tan Mo's gaze was still fixed on Qiao Lan's back as he spat out three words.

"This one."

Father Tan's brows relaxed.

Father Tan had been here many times and was considered a regular here. He was also generous, so most of the staff here knew him. When the hostess saw Father Tan, she immediately came over. "Mr. Tan, please come in."

After saying that, she lowered her head and looked at the young man in the wheelchair who came with Father Tan.

His face was too pale and his hair was too long. It covered his eyes and she couldn't see his face clearly. In short, it was a little strange.

However, she was still a professional. The hostess still walked over with a smile. "I'll push you in."

The young man's voice was cold and strict. He looked at the hostess who was only a meter away from him. "No need."

The hostess's smile was a little stiff. Father Tan explained that his son wasn't used to being too close to strangers. Only then did the hostess quickly recover her smile.

Father Tan turned around and glanced at Tan Mo. "Let's go. You don't like noise. Let's go inside."

Tan Mo turned his head and his gaze fell on the familiar back. "You go first."

Father Tan frowned, but Tan Mo didn't pay any attention to him. Father Tan followed Tan Mo's line of sight and saw only the customers and waiters walking back and forth. There wasn't anything special.

"Forget it." Father Tan didn't care about him anymore and instructed the waiter to bring him over later.

Qiao Lan was very busy today.

The business of this western restaurant was unexpectedly good. If it weren't for her previous experience working in a western restaurant, she wouldn't have been able to handle it.

Qiao Lan finally had some time to rest after the guests left. He let out a sigh of relief and walked to the corridor where there were not many people. He squatted down and massaged his calves.

However, before they could rest for a minute, a girl wearing the same suit as Qiao Lan walked over. She pointed at the two newcomers impatiently and told Qiao Lan to hurry up and order.

This girl was called Meng Xue.

When Qiao Lan came today, she could feel Meng Xue's hostility. She had an arrogant attitude and looked as if she was experienced. She always ordered Qiao Lan to run around.

It wasn't hard to guess the reason. Because Meng Xue didn't come last night, Qiao Lan took Meng Xue's place to work for the whole night.

When she first came in the morning, Meng Xue even played tricks on Qiao Lan. She found out that Qiao Lan was only in his first year of high school and purposely ordered Qiao Lan to order for a few foreigners.

However, Meng Xue didn't expect that Qiao Lan, who was in his first year of high school, seemed to have a better English than her. After smoothly ordering, the foreigners even tipped Qiao Lan quite a bit.

Meng Xue was so regretful that her intestines turned green.

After that, she targeted Qiao Lan for the whole day.

Xiao Liu, who was in charge of welcoming the guests, brought the guests in and asked her to hurry up and order. Meng Xue didn't want to go.

The cost of living in this restaurant was very high. Most of the people who could come here to spend money were rich. After staying here for a long time, she could gradually see the financial situation of the guests from their clothes, watches, and bags.

Everyone preferred to be in charge of those rich people because the more they ordered, the more commission they would get. Moreover, there might be tips.

There were two tables of guests who just came in. One table was occupied by a Mr. Feng who often came here. The cost was very high every time. Naturally, Meng Xue wanted to go to this table.

However, the foreman asked her to be in charge of another table. Meng Xue didn't find a single luxury item on that guest, so she naturally didn't want to go.

She turned around and saw Qiao Lan resting in the small room. She immediately pushed the guest to Qiao Lan and wanted to be in charge of Mr. Feng's order.

Qiao Lan glanced at Meng Xue and stood up. "Got it."

Meng Xue smiled with satisfaction and turned around in a good mood. However, she didn't expect to bump into a young man in a wheelchair just as she turned her head.

Qiao Lan's pupils shrank. She rushed over in surprise and grabbed the wheelchair before she could react. She looked at the young man who appeared here for no reason. She was about to ask him if he was okay when Meng Xue, who was so scared that she almost fell, pushed her away and went to Tan Mo. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry …"

Tan Mo pushed Meng Xue away violently. The wheelchair moved back a lot and hit the wall.

Tan Mo couldn't control his repulsion and disgust when a stranger suddenly approached him.

Meng Xue was stunned. She looked up and met the young man's extremely disgusted and cold eyes.

"Get lost."

Meng Xue's feet that wanted to go forward suddenly froze on the spot.

As long as one wasn't a fool, one could hear the annoyance and disgust in Tan Mo's tone.

The other waiters passing by couldn't help but take a second look. Meng Xue's face flushed red, but she still squeezed out a smile and left in a hurry with her head lowered.

Qiao Lan looked at the young man who she hadn't seen for a few days. She wanted to go forward, but she hesitated and stopped on the spot.

A few days ago, Tan Mo told her clearly that he liked to be alone and that he hated people getting close to him.

Just now, because Meng Xue was too close, Tan Mo's attitude made people feel scared.

Qiao Lan paused and stood two meters away from Tan Mo. She asked him softly, "Are you okay?"

Tan Mo looked up and fixed his gaze on her face.

Just now, he had been looking at her for a long time, but he didn't dare to walk up to her. He kept thinking of the boy who walked with Qiao Lan that day. He was afraid that Qiao Lan would ignore him and say that she wouldn't disturb him again like that day. Then, she would pretend to be a stranger and walk past him.

He couldn't understand the concern on her face, but just now, when Qiao Lan rushed over to pull the wheelchair and asked him "Are you okay?", Tan Mo carefully and cautiously thought in his heart. Was this considered concern? Was this considered caring?

Kind of.

But if it was an ordinary customer who accidentally bumped into him, would she do the same thing and then ask if he was okay?

Tan Mo's heart, which had just been beating, suddenly tightened a little. The sour feeling in his heart seemed to pull at his whole body in an instant. His arm, which had just been bumped, started to hurt faintly.

Tan Mo's face showed some unbearable pain.

Qiao Lan's expression changed slightly. "You bumped into him just now?

Where did you bump into him? "

Tan Mo finally heard some urgency in her words. He looked up quickly at Qiao Lan and lowered his head again. Just when Qiao Lan thought that Tan Mo was rejecting her again, Tan Mo's voice pierced Qiao Lan's eardrums.

"Arm."

Qiao Lan was stunned. The young man who said that he didn't like her the other day gradually overlapped with the slightly fragile Tan Mo at this moment. Qiao Lan tentatively took a small step forward and looked at Tan Mo carefully. "Is it serious?"

Tan Mo didn't seem to hear this. He sat there quietly, as if he had gone through a long mental struggle. He looked up and met Qiao Lan's gaze. "Why are you here?"

If Tan Mo had been passively answering her just now, then was asking her why she was here now considered Tan Mo taking the initiative?

She had known Tan Mo for a month, and this was the first time Tan Mo had taken the initiative to talk to her.

Tan Mo said that he hated people getting close to him. But if he took the initiative, did that mean that he didn't hate her getting close to him?

Qiao Lan couldn't hide the surprise in her heart. "I'm working."

Working?

Tan Mo was still staring at her. "You don't go to school?"

"Yes, I go to school on the weekends and at night. I go to school normally."

The subjects in the first year of high school weren't that easy. Even though her studies were already very heavy, she still insisted on working?

Tan Mo thought for a while and understood the reason.

"Are you short of money?"

His direct question caught Qiao Lan a little off guard.

Qiao Lan remembered a paragraph she had read about Asperger's disease. It said that people with Asperger's disease didn't beat around the bush. Their way of thinking was very direct, and their words were so direct that it was embarrassing.

Sure enough, they were ridiculously direct.

Qiao Lan chuckled softly. "I'm a little short of money."

If Tan Mo had a normal way of expressing his emotions, he would definitely be frowning at this moment. He was silent for a long time before he finally said something shocking.

Tan Mo said, "I'll give it to you."

Qiao Lan almost threw the menu in her hand.

Normal people definitely wouldn't think like this. Normal people also wouldn't speak like this.

However, Tan Mo was different.

'Because you're short of money, and because I'm rich, I'll give you money. There's nothing wrong with that logic.'

"No need, no need. I'm not short of money, and my studies aren't that heavy." Qiao Lan shook her head. She was afraid that Tan Mo would go into a dead end, so she quickly changed the topic. "Why are you here? Are you here to eat?"

Tan Mo looked at Qiao Lan for a long time before he slowly said, "Yeah."

"Then I'll take you there." Qiao Lan glanced at Tan Mo's arm. "Do you need me to push you there?"

Tan Mo subconsciously refused. "No need."

However, after he said that, Tan Mo fell silent again.

After thinking about it, he realized that being pushed by Qiao Lan shouldn't be as unacceptable as being pushed by other people.

Tan Mo pursed his lips. He probably regretted it a little. He slowly rolled his wheelchair and followed behind Qiao Lan. After Qiao Lan sent him there, he said, "Help me order."

Qiao Lan glanced at the waitress who was already standing by the table and waiting.

However, Tan Mo acted as if he didn't see her at all.

"Just order."

The waitress glanced at Qiao Lan, smiled, and turned to leave. Tan Mo's father, who had been waiting for Qiao Lan, looked at Qiao Lan in surprise.

Qiao Lan could only take out the menu and show a professional smile to Tan Mo's father and Tan Mo to introduce the must-have dishes in the restaurant.

Tan Mo's father came here often, so the dishes he ate were very regular. After quickly ordering, Tan Mo looked at the menu and ordered one dish after another expressionlessly. Moreover, he ordered the most expensive dishes.

After ordering the fourth dish, Qiao Lan couldn't stand it anymore. "If it's for two people, it's a little too much."

Tan Mo paused for a moment, but his gaze was still fixed on the caviar.

Tan Mo's father didn't think much of it. Tan Mo's preferences were too hard to guess. It was rare for him to take the initiative to order, so he could do whatever he wanted. After all, the Tan family didn't lack money.

"If you want to eat, then order."

Thus, he added another serving of caviar, pudding, and so on.

When he took the menu to the kitchen, several waitresses beside him looked at Qiao Lan with envy.

In addition to the basic salary, the restaurant's staff mainly relied on commission. A small portion of the food ordered by the customer would be given to the waitress in charge of that table.

The table that Qiao Lan was in charge of had definitely ordered more than 10,000 yuan. Qiao Lan would be able to get a few hundred yuan commission. How could they not be envious?

Qiao Lan's expression was even more subtle.

Although she felt that it was a bit wishful thinking, she still felt that Tan Mo ordering so much seemed to have something to do with her.

After all, Tan Mo had just said that he wanted to give her money, but she had rejected him.

Holding the menu in her hand, Qiao Lan felt that her hands were trembling a little.

The dishes were served one by one, but Tan Mo only ate a little. As expected, in the end, Tan Mo ordered a lot of food, but he didn't even finish one-fifth of it.

Tan Mo was still expressionless. Tan Mo's father gave her a card and told her to swipe it. When she returned to the table, Tan Mo and Tan Mo's father had already left.

The head waiter walked up to her with a look of surprise. "Mr. Tan paid an extra 1,000 yuan."

“？？”

"It's a tip for you!"

Qiao Lan was speechless.

Usually, there would be a service charge of 10% to 15% for western food, but usually, there was no need to pay, especially when Tan Mo ordered so much. The service charge itself was already included.

Qiao Lan hurriedly looked out of the window. Tan Mo had already gotten into a car and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qiao Lan should have been very happy to earn so much money in one day, but when she thought of Tan Mo, she felt that money was hot.

When she returned home that night, Qiao Lan's mother complained that she hadn't seen her all day and didn't know where she went. She only came back at midnight. Qiao Lan didn't explain to Qiao Lan's mother. She quickly washed up and went to bed.

After all, she still had classes tomorrow morning.

The next day, she went to school as usual. When she walked into the classroom, Pei Ning casually greeted the two girls sitting behind her. Qiao Lan replied with a good morning, but when she turned around, she saw Chen Yaoyang looking in her direction.

Chen Yaoyang actually came so early?

Qiao Lan suddenly felt a little pressured.

Although she had the advantage in the past, Chen Yaoyang was the male lead after all. In the book, it was said that Chen Yaoyang was always the first in his life.

Chen Yaoyang's science was better than hers, and he learned it very easily. Now that he had started to read, he might surpass Qiao Lan next time.

How could Qiao Lan not be nervous?

She was going to get a scholarship.

Qiao Lan didn't dare to waste any time. After the morning self-study session, she rushed downstairs to get water. When she returned to the classroom, she immediately saw Tan Mo.

After disappearing for two days last week, Tan Mo finally came back.

He was still sitting there quietly, with his head lowered and reading a book.

Qiao Lan was cleaning the classroom today. When she came to Tan Mo's side, she saw that Tan Mo was reading a thick history textbook.

"Morning," Qiao Lan said to Tan Mo with a smile. However, Tan Mo looked up at Qiao Lan, then looked over Qiao Lan's shoulder at the other students who were looking at them curiously. He whispered to Qiao Lan, "Don't talk to me."

Qiao Lan was stunned. If it weren't for the extra money in her pocket, she would have thought that the Tan Mo from yesterday was fake.

Tan Mo lowered his head again. Qiao Lan walked away with a mop in confusion. She looked back every two steps.

What was going on?

She couldn't figure it out the whole day.

After school in the afternoon, Qiao Lan hurried to the western restaurant and changed her clothes. After a while, a familiar figure appeared in the restaurant. An old man pushed Tan Mo's wheelchair in.

Tan Mo's light brown eyes searched for Qiao Lan's figure, then his gaze fell on her.

"Order."