In her previous life, Qu Qingdai was found by her wealthy parents. To better integrate into her new family, she followed her parents' advice and treated the fake daughter as her own sister. Whe...
"Don't worry, those are just some unimportant things. You just need to take good care of yourself. You are the most important to me." Su Jingmo raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile, and said meaningfully. After that, he stretched out his finger and gently touched her upturned nose in a doting manner.
"Don't worry!" Qu Qingdai replied with a smile, her face filled with happiness.
"Baby, do you still want to sleep? How about your husband accompany you?" Su Jingmo's face was full of smiles. He then stretched out his strong arms, picked her up by the waist, and walked towards the bedroom.
"Ah, no, I'm very tired." Qu Qingdai heard the hidden meaning in his words and protested quickly. She felt like her bones were about to fall apart and she really didn't have the energy to struggle anymore.
"Hahaha, I'm just scaring you. How could I let my baby get hurt?" Su Jingmo lowered his head and gently rubbed Qu Qingdai's nose with his nose, then continued, "Come on, husband will take you to wash up, and then we'll have breakfast together."
"Hmph, you just know how to scare people." Qu Qingdai still said stubbornly, although she knew in her heart that Su Jingmo loved her very much.
"Oh? Baby, if you want, your husband can also allocate it to you." Su Jingmo suddenly changed the subject with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
"No, no, no, I was wrong." Qu Qingdai blushed and buried her head deeply in Su Jingmo's arms, not saying anything else. She didn't want to be teased by him anymore.
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After washing up, Qu Qingdai and Su Jingmo walked hand in hand towards the restaurant. However, when they entered the restaurant, Qu Qingdai was surprised to find that it was empty. According to the welcoming ceremony last night, there should be many people.
"Hey, what's going on? Where did the servants go? There were so many people here yesterday..." Qu Qingdai frowned slightly, her face full of confusion, and her beautiful eyes searched around the restaurant.
"I told them not to come over this morning. I was afraid my baby would be shy, hehe!" Su Jingmo scratched Qu Qingdai's little nose lovingly and said with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness and sweetness.
"Who's shy? Humph, I'm not shy." Qu Qingdai pouted and said in a defiant manner. Then she cast her gaze towards the empty restaurant and asked in confusion, "What about breakfast?"
"Of course I cooked it for you myself. I want to feed my baby well. You wait here for me, breakfast will be ready soon." Su Jingmo said gently, then turned and walked quickly towards the kitchen of the villa.
"Then I'll help you!" Qu Qingdai's face showed an eager expression, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She really enjoyed this world of just the two of them, and this warm atmosphere made her feel extremely happy. When they were in the United States, they often prepared meals together, just like an ordinary family, full of warmth and love.
"No need. The most important thing for you today is to sit down and rest, and wait for your husband's breakfast." Su Jingmo smiled and said, his eyes full of love.
"Thank you for your hard work, husband!" Qu Qingdai looked at Su Jingmo's back, her lips curling up unconsciously, revealing a happy arc. The sunlight shone through the window onto her, making her even more beautiful. The restaurant was filled with a peaceful and warm atmosphere, as if time had stood still at this moment, and only the deep love between the two of them flowed quietly in the air.
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After finishing breakfast together, Su Jingmo gently stroked Qu Qingdai's hand and said apologetically, "Baby, most of the company's business has just been transferred from the United States. There are too many things to deal with. I may not be able to accompany you all the time."
Qu Qingdai looked at Su Jingmo with a smile, her eyes full of understanding and tenderness. She said softly, "Amo, don't worry about me. I know you are very busy at work. Go and do your work. I will rest well at home."
Su Jingmo gently kissed Qu Qingdai's forehead and said reluctantly, "Then you must take good care of yourself at home. I will come back to accompany you as soon as I finish my work."
Qu Qingdai smiled and nodded, saying, "I know. Go quickly and don't let your work be delayed for too long."
Su Jingmo gave a few more instructions before turning and leaving. Looking at Su Jingmo's departing figure, Qu Qingdai felt a little lost, but she also knew that this was part of life.
Qu Qingdai stood quietly by the window, watching Su Jingmo drive away to go to work. Then, she walked lightly to the studio in the villa area.
The studio is a spacious and bright haven for art. Sunlight streams through large floor-to-ceiling windows, casting patches of warm light onto the floor. The walls are covered with her past paintings, each one telling a story. Unfinished works sit on easels, paints and brushes neatly arranged beside them, exuding an artistic atmosphere. In the corners, exquisite sculptures and decorative ornaments add a unique charm to the studio.
Back home in the United States, there was also a studio with an almost identical layout. It was a place of shared memories for her and Su Jingmo, carrying their dreams and efforts in a foreign land.
Qu Qingdai took a deep breath, calming herself. She sat at her easel, brush in hand, her gaze focused and determined. Gently dipping her brush into the paint, she traced lines across the canvas. The colors gradually blended beneath her brush, revealing a beautiful painting. She immersed herself completely in her work, each stroke imbued with her passion for art and her hope for the future. She seemed to become one with her brush, lost in her own world, oblivious to all her worries.
She knew that she and Su Jingmo would shine in their respective fields. They supported and encouraged each other as they pursued their dreams together. And right now, in this studio, she was using her brush to paint a brilliant picture of their future.