"An'an, is there any city in China you'd like to visit? I'll make arrangements." Mo Jingchen was worried that An Yiruo wouldn't like the plans he made, so he decided to ask for her opinion first.

“Actually, there are many places to visit in City A. I heard from a colleague that a new tourist resort has opened in the suburbs, and it seems to be quite fun,” An Yiruo said, recalling what her colleague had said before.

"I know that resort. The Mo family also invested in it. It's quite large and has complete facilities. But wouldn't it be too much of a waste for you to just go to the resort?"

"No way! In my eyes, as long as two people are together, it doesn't matter where they go!"

"An'an, you're such a good girl."

"By the way, after get off work tomorrow night, I'm going to my mom's to help her pack her things so we can move there sooner," An Yiruo said to Mo Jingchen.

"Okay, I'll come over and help out after get off work tomorrow."

"You? You, a big CEO and heir to a wealthy family, would do such manual labor?" An Yiruo looked at Mo Jingchen with a questioning expression. In An Yiruo's eyes, a rich young master like him must have everything done for him, since he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

“An’an, although I am the heir of the Mo family, I am not a complete idiot when it comes to life. When I was studying abroad, I cooked for myself, moved by myself, and took care of myself!” Mo Jingchen said, tapping An Yiruo’s head.

"Chen, can you please stop hitting people on the head all the time? You'll make them stupid!" An Yiruo said, rubbing her head, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Then I won't knock your head next time. I can't let my hard-won wife go crazy from knocking her head. Next time I'll flick her nose!" After saying that, Mo Jingchen quickly reached out and flicked An Yiruo's nose.

"Mo... Jing... Chen," An Yiruo called out Mo Jingchen's name loudly, already teetering on the edge of anger.

"If you have to blame someone, blame it on An'an, you're just too cute!"

"Is it my fault for being cute, old man!"

"An'an, what did you just call me!" Mo Jingchen heard those two words. Although he doubted his ears, he knew he hadn't misheard when he saw An Yiruo's provocative and mischievous smile.

“Uncle, he is indeed an uncle. After all, Mo Jingchen is already thirty years old, while I am only twenty!” An Yiruo became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke, but the distance between her and Mo Jingchen grew further and further.

“There’s another saying, um, it’s like… an old cow eating young grass!” An Yi Ruo said, sticking her tongue out at Mo Jing Chen, and then playfully got up and ran away.

"An Yiruo, you'd better explain to me who's the one who's taking advantage of a young girl! I may be a bit older, but a man is still in his prime at thirty, and I'm still very charming!" Mo Jingchen couldn't stand An Yiruo saying that to him, and he did his best to save face.

“An old ox is an old ox, so I’ll reluctantly bestow upon you the title of ‘Charming Old Ox’!” An Yiruo said provocatively, still oblivious to the danger.

“An...yi...ruo”.

"What are you doing, come and hit me?" An Yiruo stood opposite Mo Jingchen, still some distance away, and beckoned with her finger.

“An’an, you knew I wouldn’t hit you. But An’an, wouldn’t you call this taking advantage of my affection?” Mo Jingchen stood there, not moving forward, but looking at An Yiruo with interest.

"Are you arrogant because of my favor? That depends on whether you, Chen, are willing to indulge me. Besides, to be arrogant because of favor, you first need to be favored. Does this mean you're admitting that you've been bewitched by my good looks?"

An Yiruo looked at Mo Jingchen. Although Mo Jingchen had not yet replied, she seemed to read a feeling in An Yiruo's expression that "there is light in my eyes, and that light is you."

"An'an, I never knew you had such a mischievous side. Plus, you're so quick-witted."

"There are many things you don't know. But it's not too late for you to back out now!" An Yiruo said this deliberately, not to test him, but to enjoy her sharp tongue.

"An'an, before I met you, I thought I would spend the rest of my life in solitude, like a lonely mountain. But since I met you, I've realized that even a lonely mountain can be full of life, and the road ahead is now brightly lit!"

...

The next day, after get off work, An Yiruo and Mo Jingchen arrived at An's mother's residence one after the other.

"An'an, Jingchen, come in quickly," Mother An said with a smile as she opened the door to welcome the two of them.

"Mom, we're going out to eat in a bit. We'll come back to pack our things after we eat," An Yiruo said as she poured herself a glass of water after entering the house.

“Jingchen, sit down. Actually, I can do these things myself. An’an was worried that I would be tired, so she specially came back to help me. Come and let Jingchen do it too.” An’an’s mother said, gesturing for Mo Jingchen to sit down and rest for a while.

"It's okay, Mom. It's convenient for us to come over. An'an was just worried about your health."

"Mom, let's go eat, I'm starving," An Yiruo said to her mother as usual, as if she were still the child who never grew up.

"Okay, let's go eat. You're such a big girl, why are you still acting like a child? Aren't you afraid Jingchen will laugh at you?" Although Mother An said this, she didn't stop dressing and leaving the house for a moment. She was afraid that if she walked too slowly, her precious daughter would go hungry.

"Mom, it's okay. An'an is still young, so it's normal for her to be a little spoiled."

“Jingchen, you can’t keep spoiling her like this and letting her do whatever she wants. She’ll become a bad person.” Looking at Mo Jingchen’s doting manner towards his daughter, and seeing that every word he spoke was protective of An Yiruo, An’s mother couldn’t help but say.

"Mom, it's okay if she's spoiled. That way, she'll never be able to leave me again," Mo Jingchen joked.

"Jingchen, you're just joking. I'm very obedient and sensible, don't let Mom misunderstand me!"

"Alright, let's go." Mother An looked at her daughter glaring at Mo Jingchen and wanted to laugh, but at the same time she was amazed by the wonderful connections between people!

"Let's go, Mom."

Tonight, Mo Jingchen drove us to a restaurant with an elegant decor: "An'an, Mom, we've arrived."

After the three got out of the car, a waiter parked the car in a parking space, and Mo Jingchen and the other two went directly to a private room inside the house.

"The food here is really good. I used to come here often when I was eating alone. Today I brought An'an and Mom to try it!"

After Mo Jingchen finished speaking, he handed the menu to the two women in front of him.

"Jingchen, since you come here often, you can order the food tonight!"