Thinking of this, An Yiruo lowered her head sadly.

"Don't overthink it, trust me, okay?" Mo Jingchen lowered his head and coaxed her softly.

"I believe you. But don't overwork yourself. I'll say it again: if it really doesn't work, just give up."

"That day will never come."

Mo Jingchen was thinking that the An family was once the brainchild of An's mother. After An's mother left, the internal atmosphere of the An family gradually declined, which was why the An family had not made any further progress.

However, meeting Mo Jingchen was a blessing for the An family.

"I'll go downstairs now. Drink less tonight, drinking is bad for your health!"

"Understood, Mrs. Mo."

...

Days continued to pass by, and the weather outside gradually grew colder.

An Yiruo wore a thick coat and scarf to work this morning. Even though it was only a short distance, she wrapped the coat tightly around herself.

"Tomorrow night, Pei Shaoqing said he'd treat us to dinner..." An Yiruo sat in the car, remembering what Mo Jingchen had said to her before she went to sleep last night.

Pei Shaoqing was a benefactor to her mother, so she had to attend this meal: "How about we treat you to this meal?"

Mo Jingchen understood An Yiruo's thoughts: "He'll probably stay in City A until the end of the year. There will be plenty of opportunities to eat out."

An Yiruo thought about it again. Big bosses like them certainly wouldn't care about the cost of a meal. Pei Shaoqing brought it up today, and it would seem a bit strange if they insisted on paying!

"Okay, then next time."

...

"Young Madam, we've arrived."

Hearing Xiao Zhang's words, An Yiruo's wandering thoughts were pulled back: "Thank you, Xiao Zhang."

"You're too kind, young mistress."

Stepping into the office building, a wave of warmth washes over you, making you feel cozy and comfortable.

It's as if you can forget the cold outside.

"Yi Ruo, why is it so cold so early this winter! I was freezing on the way here!" Zhang Yuanyuan said to An Yi Ruo as she picked up her cup, preparing to go to the tea room for a cup of hot water to warm herself up.

An Yiruo also picked up a cup and went to the tea room with Zhang Yuanyuan to make herself a cup of tea.

"It's definitely colder this year. I checked the weather forecast and it says it will snow in a few days, the first snow of the winter."

"It's going to snow, and the year is almost over! But I'm still single! Heavens! You can't do this to me!"

"What happened? Did your blind date plan fail?" An Yiruo asked gossipily on the way back.

"You have no idea, those guys, none of them are good-looking, but they have a lot of demands. They even said I'm not sexy enough or have a curvy figure!"

They don't even look in the mirror to see what they look like! Even more outrageous, one of them is bald! It's unbelievable.

Once Zhang Yuanyuan started talking about blind dates, she launched into a long rant to An Yiruo, complaining about each and every one of them as the worst!

"There was another one. The person who introduced him to me told me that he wasn't very tall, less than 1.8 meters, but he was very considerate."

Then I thought, "Being caring is good too. He should be at least 1.75 meters tall, if not 1.8 meters, so that's acceptable." So I went to the bathroom, and guess what happened when I met him!

After hearing this, An Yiruo thought it was an absolutely explosive story, and stared at Zhang Yuanyuan with wide eyes and a curious expression: "What's wrong?"

"That person is indeed less than 1.8 meters tall, he's still more than 20 centimeters short of 1.8 meters!"

At 168cm tall, standing next to him actually makes me look tall and imposing!

After finishing her sentence, Zhang Yuanyuan leaned back in her chair, looking utterly dejected, and stared at the ceiling!

"What kind of people have you been meeting?!" An Yiruo offered a slightly sympathetic consolation.

"Right, right. So it's not my fault! Why do they keep calling me a scumbag? I don't even know where to cry!"

"Don't bother arguing with them, it'll ruin your mood! What do you want to eat for lunch? It's on me."

"Oh, aren't you going to have dinner with your CEO today?" Zhang Yuanyuan sat up immediately upon hearing this, looking at An Yiruo with a curious expression.

"I'm not going. I'll comfort you today since you're hurt! Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

"Shall we go eat Japanese food? There's a new place that just opened downstairs, shall we go and try it?" It's been a long time since I've eaten with An Yiruo, so we have to have a good lunch.

"OK."

After saying that, An Yiruo took out her phone to reserve a table. For this kind of store, you usually have to make a reservation in advance, otherwise you will have to wait in line.

After making the reservation, she sent another message to Mo Jingchen: "Chen, Yuanyuan and I are going to eat Japanese food at noon, so we won't be going upstairs for lunch."

Mo Jingchen: "Wife, you're abandoning me!"

An Yiruo: "Yuanyuan is hurt, I need to stay with her. Okay, you can eat lunch by yourself today, we'll have dinner together tonight."

Mo Jingchen: "Can I say no?"

An Yiruo asked, "No?"

Mo Jingchen pouted at his phone, looking aggrieved, but An Yiruo missed that expression.

Mo Jingchen: "Okay, you'll make it up to me tonight!"

An Yiruo looked at the message and felt her face getting hot for some reason! She put away her phone and didn't reply.

"Assistant Zhou, there's no need to prepare lunch for Madam," Mo Jingchen said, dialing the internal phone.

"Yes, Mr. President."

...

During this time, Dong Cheng and Zhang Yuanyuan became increasingly familiar with each other, but he remained just an ordinary colleague to An Yiruo. Dong Cheng didn't dare to be too hasty, worried about scaring her away.

Snacks would occasionally appear on An Yiruo's desk; they were all "incidentally" given to her by Dong Cheng when he gave them to Zhang Yuanyuan.

However, An Yiruo did not take advantage of others and would always buy some snacks as a return gift.

After a while, the relationship between the three of them became much more relaxed.

"An'an, should we invite Dong Cheng to lunch?"

"Hmm...that works too."

Dong Cheng was in a good mood after receiving the invitation and thinking that he would be able to have dinner with An Yiruo, so he quickly accepted.

At noon, in a private room at a Japanese restaurant, An Yiruo and Zhang Yuanyuan sat together, while Dong Cheng sat opposite them.

When ordering food, Dong Cheng ordered all of An Yiruo's favorite dishes.

"Dong Cheng, I didn't expect you and Yi Ruo to have such similar tastes!" Zhang Yuanyuan said with a slight surprise, without thinking anything else.

"It is indeed a coincidence."

To avoid suspicion, Dong Cheng ordered a few other dishes.

"It seems they are not entirely similar," Zhang Yuanyuan added later.

Once all the dishes were served, the three of them started eating, listening to Zhang Yuanyuan complain about her blind date while they ate.

An Yiruo listened from the side, while Dong Cheng joined Zhang Yuanyuan in making sarcastic remarks. It was quite interesting, and I learned a lot from it.

At the dinner table, Dong Cheng didn't rush to show off, but he did try to win her favor. He thought that he would take things step by step and that An Yiruo would naturally discover his good qualities over time.