I Flash Married a Global Billionaire

A financial crisis swept through, forcing Yan Mo to return home for a blind date. What? Over thirty and still unmarried? Is he a complete straight man? A fake marriage to fool grandpa? Is that some...

Chapter 217 Sweet Daily Life

Yan Mo and Si Ze were completely unaware of this. Si Ze insisted on watching, but Yan Mo refused to let him.

At this moment, Si Ze's phone, which was placed next to his computer, started ringing: "Ring, ring, ring."

"I'm fine." Yan Mo dodged his grabbing hand and pointed at the phone on the table, reminding him, "Someone is calling."

Si Ze turned his head to look at his phone which was still ringing, thought for a moment, and said, "Wash it with cold water." Then he changed his pace and walked towards the computer desk.

"Yeah." Yan Mo opened the door and walked out of the study.

"What's the matter?" Si Ze answered the phone with a deep tone.

"Boss Si, don't look so unsatisfied and unhappy. I'm really thinking about you this time. Go check the computer work group." Xun Jiage on the other end of the video call wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. He pretended to be thinking about Si Ze and spoke earnestly.

Xun Jiage actually wanted to see it very much, but due to Si Ze's tyranny, he had to call to remind him. He remembered the last time he eavesdropped, Boss Si used all kinds of means to punish him the next day and gave him a crazy amount of workload. It was all so vivid in his mind that he didn't dare to do it this time!

He called to tell me that he hoped he could have less work to do this time, Xun Jiage had beautiful thoughts.

Si Ze walked around the table with his phone in hand, bent down and sat down. When everyone in the video saw their CEO Si with a gloomy face appear on the screen, the noisy work group suddenly became silent. However, the barrage of comments flying all over the screen could not hide what they had done.

"Why aren't you discussing this anymore?" Si Ze narrowed his eyes dangerously, lowered his head to scan the chat in the group, and said slowly, "Don't you want to see how long I can last?"

"Who said that? How is that possible? I think you had it for at least a few hours." In the video in the upper left corner of the computer, a middle-aged man with a very striking appearance flatly denied it.

"Yes! Yes!" A group of people in the group hurriedly agreed:

"In our hearts, Mr. Si, you can stay in bed for a whole day, not just a few hours."

Hearing this, Xun Jiage on the screen slapped his thigh, unable to hold it back any longer, and immediately clicked AFK mode, clutching his belly and laughing non-stop. He didn't dare to AFK for too long, and quickly put on a serious expression and turned the video back on. As soon as he came online, Si Ze looked at him with scrutiny. Xun Jiage cleared his throat and asked seriously:

"Boss Si, are you still going on?"

Si Ze looked at the two bowls of noodles on the table, his eyes gleaming, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, a subtle expression that lasted only a moment. When he looked back at the screen, he returned to his usual cold and ruthless demeanor and said coldly, "Let's stop here for today!"

"Okay, long live President Si." Everyone cheered excitedly and breathed a sigh of relief. They could finally go home from get off work. Zhenghong's salary was higher than other companies in the industry, but not everyone could get it. Working overtime until late at night was the norm.

Before everyone could be happy for two seconds, Si Ze's voice came again, like a basin of ice water poured from head to toe. All the good mood was gone, and everyone thought in their hearts that the black-bellied president was here to take revenge.

"Everyone's reports must be sent to my email before nine o'clock tomorrow morning." Si Ze said this coldly and hung up the video. Yan Mo just happened to push the door open and walk in.

As soon as she entered the study, Yan Mo was afraid that he was sucking her fingers, so she walked to the desk, leaned over it, and immediately opened her hands and raised them in front of Si Ze: "I not only washed them with cold water, but also soaked them in ice water. Look, there's no redness anymore."

"Yeah." Si Ze tapped her nose lovingly, walked out of the table, took her hand, and pulled her to sit at his seat. He then picked up a stool and sat next to her. During this time, Yan Mo also pushed the noodles in front of the two of them.

The two began to eat dinner in silence, and in the blink of an eye, Si Ze's bowl was empty.

Yan Mo thought for a moment, then put his untouched fried egg into his bowl:

"I didn't know you were so hungry,"

"It's okay." Si Ze finished the fried eggs she brought him in two or three bites.

No matter how hungry she was, she couldn't eat much. At this moment, she had only eaten one-third of it and couldn't eat anymore. She had no intention of picking up her chopsticks.

"Not eating anymore?"

"Yeah." Yan Mo shook his head.

Si Ze naturally took her bowl and started eating the noodles in her bowl. Yan Mo supported his chin with both hands, with stars in his eyes, admiring him while he ate.

Needless to say, he really was a man who became more handsome the more she looked at him. He was also very down-to-earth and the most unassuming rich man she had ever seen. The more she looked at him, the more she became fascinated by him...

Zhenghong Employees:

"Madam Boss, are you sure you are talking about our boss?"

After Si Ze finished eating the noodles, he looked up and saw Yan Mo looking at him with an infatuated look on his face. A look of embarrassment appeared on his face for a moment, but then he returned to normal.

When he saw her little mouth full of oil, he took out his handkerchief and wiped it gently for her.

Yan Mo was stunned. His gentle eyes that could drown her made her heart tremble.

"Thank you." Yan Mo thanked him with a slightly red face, stretched out his hand to take the handkerchief from his hand, and simply wiped himself. When he accidentally saw his lips, he thought for a moment, folded the handkerchief to the other side, handed it back to him, and said with a smile: "Si Ze, you have one too."

"Hmm," Si Ze said softly, his affectionate eyes never leaving hers, but his hands didn't show any sign of taking it, he just moved his face slightly closer to her.

Yan Mo knew what he meant. She was stunned for only half a second, then raised her hand and gently cleaned the oil stains around his mouth.

Their eyes met, the fire of desire in his eyes became more and more intense, as if constantly roasting her. He slowly lowered his head and his lips slowly approached hers.

In an instant, Yan Mo's ears turned red as if they were ripe.

"Okay." Yan Mo gently pushed him away, grabbed the two bowls on the table, said something hurriedly, and fled: "I'll go wash the dishes, you go ahead."

When Si Ze came to his senses, Yan Mo was nowhere to be found in the study, only the creaking and shaking door.

"This girl." Si Ze smiled and shook his head. No matter how many times they had been together, she was still as green as a little girl. This shy little look was really something he could never get tired of looking at. It really made him unable to stop and it was hard not to love her.

He stood up, quickly put away the things on the table, and then left the study and came to the kitchen. When Yan Mo was about to wash the dishes, he got ahead of her, rolled up his sleeves, and took the bowl from the sink:

"I'll do it."

"good."

Since he wanted to help, and two bowls were not a lot, Yan Mo did not insist. She washed her hands, moved aside, leaned on the stove, and watched him work diligently.

Si Ze moved swiftly as he explained the last time he poured too much dishwashing liquid: "You don't have to stand here, I really made a mistake last time, I can wash the dishes." After that, he handed the two clean bowls to Yan Mo for her to check.

After packing up everything, it was already very late, but since the two of them had just eaten, they couldn't fall asleep immediately. Si Ze turned on the treadmill and decided to exercise.

Yan Mo picked up a romance novel that he had recently liked the most, went to the balcony, sat cross-legged in the hanging chair, and started reading.