"Him? He only likes health preservation! He basically doesn't touch this kind of strong-flavored food."

Since Mo Jingchen wasn't around today, she had no qualms and started complaining.

“Indeed, when we go out for hot pot, he only eats the clear broth version.”

"Sister-in-law, invite me next time we have hot pot. After all, sisters are more fun together! Eating with that old-fashioned Mo Jingchen ruins my appetite!"

Mo Jingfei was still a little worried that her older brother might suddenly appear from some corner, so she looked around before saying this.

"You'll get a beating if your older brother hears this!"

"As long as you don't tell, my brother will never know, hehe. I only dare to say this to your face, so please don't tell my brother!"

"Don't worry, we won't tell him! We'll all complain about him together later!"

When two girls are together, they always have endless topics to talk about and endless gossip to share...

After dinner, knowing they had to go to work the next day, the two went home separately.

"You're back?" Hearing the sound of the door lock turning, Mo Jingchen walked to the entrance and got slippers for An Yiruo.

"Hmm, what did you eat tonight? I had hot pot!"

After changing her shoes, An Yiruo didn't rush in. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Mo Jingchen's neck and hung on him.

Mo Jingchen was worried that she would fall, so he put his hands on her waist and said, "I can't eat anything when you're not here."

"Smooth-talking," An Yiruo said, lightly tapping Mo Jingchen's nose with her slender finger.

That's the truth.

"I'm going to do some drawing later, will you come with me?"

An Yiruo tilted her face up at a 45-degree angle, looking at Mo Jingchen with a playful and shy expression.

"Okay, shall we go to the study?"

An Yiruo nodded. She took Mo Jingchen's arm and walked to the study.

Inside the study, An Yiruo sat in Mo Jingchen's comfortable chair, while Mo Jingchen pulled up a stool next to her and sat down to work.

An Yiruo was focused on drawing, while Mo Jingchen would occasionally glance at her during breaks from work.

She looks so beautiful when she's drawing so intently!

"Honey, if you keep looking at this, I won't be able to concentrate on drawing."

An Yiruo put down her pen and turned to look at him as well.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Would you like something to eat? I'll go prepare it."

"Have some fruit. Any kind is fine, no need to go out and buy it."

"Okay, I'll go prepare."

When Mo Jingchen returned with the fruit platter, his phone rang: "Your phone is ringing."

An Yiruo pointed to the cell phone on the table.

"Help me answer this," Mo Jingchen said, holding a fruit platter. His hands were still a little wet, making it difficult for him to answer the phone.

"Hello," An Yiruo answered the phone.

There was a moment of silence on the other end; no sound came out.

"Hello?" An Yiruo asked again.

"Hello, is this Mo Jingchen's phone?" Finally, a voice came from the other end of the phone, but it was a question.

"Please wait a moment."

An Yiruo held the phone to Mo Jingchen's ear.

"Hello," a deep male voice sounded, and the person on the other end of the phone seemed reassured.

Mo Jingchen took a tissue from the table, wiped his hands, picked up his phone, and walked to the window.

"I thought I had dialed the wrong number!"

"No."

"Who was that person who just answered the phone...? Was it your sister?"

"No, it's my wife."

"Ah, your wife. Wait, what did you say? Your...wife? When did Mr. Mo get married?"

"It's been a while, but we haven't made it public yet. We'll invite you to the wedding banquet."

"Alright, alright. I'll definitely go then. But regarding this collaboration, I wonder what Mr. Mo's thoughts are?"

"Assistant Zhou will contact you tomorrow to discuss the specifics."

"Alright, then I won't disturb Mr. Mo's rest any longer."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Jingchen returned to An Yiruo's side, peeled a grape, and fed it to her lips.

"Did I... say something wrong?"

"No, that's just right."

Mo Jingchen then fed An Yiruo another grape: "Eat up, you'll be better off drawing."

An Yiruo nodded, enjoying being fed...

On the other hand, after returning to the old house, Mo Jingfei went to bed early.

The next day, Mo Jingfei got up early to get ready. After she finished putting on makeup and changing her clothes, she sat down at the dining table downstairs. No one else had come down yet; she was the first one there.

"Feifei, you look so beautiful today!" Old Madam Mo said with a smile as she walked over and saw her.

"Grandma, how do I look today? My sister-in-law came up with the idea." Mo Jingfei stood up and twirled in front of the old lady.

"It looks great. It suits you perfectly."

"Grandma, I have to go to work after dinner. I can't be late on my first day! I need to make a good impression on my boss."

"Yes, our Feifei has really grown up."

...

Downstairs at ML Company, Mo Jingfei stood and looked up at the company building. Although it wasn't as grand as the office building of the Mo Group, it was very stylish.

He took a deep breath, flashed a formulaic smile, and walked into ML's office building.

"Hello, I'm Mo Jingfei, an employee who's here to start work today." She stood at the front desk and explained her purpose for being there to the staff.

"Please wait a moment."

The receptionist made a phone call, and after confirming everything was correct, she let Mo Jingfei go upstairs.

After completing the onboarding procedures, I arrived at the eighth floor, the place where new artists gather.

There were ten new employees this time. She arrived early and was waiting for the others.

Several girls came over one after another, and Mo Jingfei greeted them.

"Sister, you're so pretty," one of the girls said, looking at Mo Jingfei.

No, you are beautiful too.

After a round of mutual flattery, the group exchanged contact information, since they would be working together in the future.

"Hello, my name is Wenwen."

"My name is Li Yunyun."

"Hello, my name is Mo Jingfei."

Three girls were chatting together. One of them, Wenwen, looked at Mo Jingfei's clothes and said, "Feifei, where did you buy this outfit? It looks so real! Send me a link later!"

Mo Jingfei was a little embarrassed; her clothes... were genuine!

"This is a birthday gift from a friend. I'll ask around and see if I can get the link," Mo Jingfei said, her words carrying a hint of polite refusal. She wondered if her friend would understand.

"Oh, I see. Then there's no need. Since it's a gift from a friend, there's no reason to ask for a link."

It must be said that Wenwen is a reasonable person, which makes Mo Jingfei feel that she is someone worth befriending.

After a while, all ten people arrived one after another.

"Quiet down, let me introduce myself first. My name is Evan, and I'm your teacher. I'll be in charge of all your training courses for the time being," Evan said as he walked in, holding a folder, and stood in front of them.