"In that case, go prepare some things that girls like to eat and send them to Xinghai Bay Apartments. Oh, and prepare plenty of snacks too."

"Yes, Mr. President."

After Assistant Zhou left, he couldn't help but feel excited. The president had asked him to buy snacks that girls like and deliver them to Xinghai Bay Apartment?

The president never allows any woman to enter his apartment, yet this woman is now getting him to buy her snacks?

Assistant Zhou really wanted to see who this person was, that he could tame the president.

Assistant Zhou then thought back to the day the president asked him to deliver women's clothing to the hotel. Could it be that the two of them had already...

Thinking of this, Assistant Zhou couldn't help but smile like an aunt, and his colleagues around him couldn't resist coming over to gossip.

However, Assistant Zhou immediately changed his expression, put away his smile, and refused to gossip.

Everyone knows that Assistant Zhou is very tight-lipped, and judging from his expression now, he probably won't be able to get any bombshell gossip.

So they all went back to work.

After his colleagues left, Assistant Zhou took out his phone, opened a food delivery app, and ordered a lot of popular online products and snacks to be delivered to Xinghai Bay Apartment...

When An Yiruo saw these snacks, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"Young Madam, these are all arrangements made by the young master."

"But this is... too much," An Yiruo said with a wry smile as she looked at the mountain of food piled up in front of her.

"Young Madam, you can choose what you like, and just try the rest."

An Yiruo picked up a cup of popular milk tea. She had been wanting to try this shop for a long time, but the price was too high, so she hadn't been able to bring herself to go.

I never expected that I would get to drink it thanks to Mo Jingchen.

As expected of the number one milk tea on the review list, the taste is indeed excellent. The milk tea is not too sweet and has a light tea aroma, making it very delicious.

Then I picked up a popular dessert, which was shaped like a little rabbit. The rabbit was made so realistically that it was very cute.

One bite and the dessert tastes excellent, with distinct layers and no particularly heavy cream, so it's not greasy at all.

Foods like cakes and desserts have a short shelf life and cannot be kept overnight.

An Yiruo shared them with everyone, and they all enjoyed them together.

"Thank you, Madam Xie," everyone said happily to An Yiruo after receiving the gifts.

"You're welcome. Mr. Mo bought all of this; you should thank him."

After having dessert, An Yiruo took her milk tea and snacks back to her room. Before leaving, she told Uncle Wang, "Uncle Wang, you don't need to make dinner. I can't eat anymore."

"Yes, young mistress."

An Yiruo brought the food back to her bedroom and looked through the variety of items. It was very comprehensive, and most of them suited her taste.

There were also a few snacks that she used to love when she was a child, but she rarely bought them after she and her mother started living separately.

Now, being here is a way to reminisce about my childhood.

Just as she was about to unpack the package, An Yiruo wondered if she should thank Mo Jingchen.

But when she took out her phone, she suddenly realized that she didn't have Mo Jingchen's contact information, and then awkwardly put her phone down.

Should I go down and ask Uncle Wang? After thinking about it, I decided against it.

She decided to thank him in person when he returned. With that thought in mind, An Yiruo continued to happily eat her snacks and watch her drama.

Life seemed to have returned to what it was before...

An Yiruo stayed on the sofa looking at her phone until late at night, but Mo Jingchen still hadn't returned.

An Yiruo packed up the snack bags and got up to take a shower.

After taking a shower and drying her hair, An Yiruo lifted the covers and lay down, still only occupying a small corner of the large bed.

After an unknown amount of time, An Yiruo felt someone hug her from behind in her sleep. She knew it was Mo Jingchen who had returned.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo, for today. I really enjoyed the snacks." After thanking him, An Yiruo found a comfortable spot and planned to continue sleeping.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jingchen seemed tireless, kissing her from behind.

“Mr. Mo…” An Yiruo called out to Mo Jingchen in a daze.

"Um?"

"Mr. Mo, I'm so sleepy, stop fooling around," An Yiruo said groggily.

"Stop fooling around?" Mo Jingchen hadn't originally intended to do anything, but he couldn't help wanting to get closer to An Yiruo because of her fragrance.

Now that An Yiruo was moving around in his arms, it ignited his desire. Mo Jingchen was really uncomfortable and said something.

“Miss An, you started this fire, you have to put it out,” Mo Jingchen then said, no longer holding back, and pinned An Yiruo down beneath him…

And so, a fierce sporting event began...

Afterwards, Mo Jingchen slept soundly, but An Yiruo couldn't fall asleep at all.

At this moment, she lay in Mo Jingchen's arms, completely naked, and did all the intimate things that couples do with each other.

But she... couldn't feel a single bit of love. Yes, their union wasn't because of love, but because of an accident.

And she... even though she and Mo Jingchen got their marriage certificate, she was still kept at home by him like a canary.

At home, the two can be intimate at will; once they leave home, they can be complete strangers.

An Yiruo didn't know how long this marriage would last. All she could do was try her best to guard her heart and not fall in love with him, otherwise she would only suffer...

The next morning, An Yiruo woke up with two huge dark circles under her eyes.

"Miss An...did you not sleep well last night?"

"Mr. Mo, what do you think?"

"Miss Ke'an... seemed to have enjoyed herself last night as well."

An Yiruo rolled her eyes at Mo Jingchen but didn't say anything.

"Miss An, please come downstairs for breakfast after you've washed up. I'll be waiting for you."

"Oh," An Yiruo stepped into the bathroom and took a shower.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she patted her face with both hands to make herself look more energetic.

He got dressed, opened the door, and went downstairs—all in one smooth motion.

After An Yiruo went downstairs, she saw Mo Jingchen sitting at the dining table in a suit, waiting for her.

"Good morning, young mistress."

"Good morning, Uncle Wang."

An Yiruo went over and found a place to sit down. This was the first time she had eaten at the same table as Mo Jingchen.

The sharp suit accentuated Mo Jingchen's noble demeanor.

"Miss An, what are you looking at?"