the next day.

Because he was worried about Orange from his grandfather's house, when Si Ze turned over and was about to get up, Yan Mo woke up slowly. The moment he opened his eyes, what caught his eye was his handsome and sculpted face and his extremely sexy body.

"Awake? Sleep a little longer or get up."

Si Ze bent down and kissed her forehead, then continued to put on his clothes.

"I'm going to get up and help." Yan Mo said affirmatively. She rubbed her eyes and prepared to get up.

When she supported herself on the bed with her arms, she exerted force and a pain in her arms spread throughout her body, reaching her brain nerves, causing her to cry out:

"Phew, it hurts so much."

Si Ze immediately stopped dressing, climbed onto the bed and checked her body thoroughly. After a while, he didn't see anything wrong and asked, "Honey, what's wrong?"

"Si Ze, my arm can't move. It hurts so much. Why is this happening?" Yan Mo said aggrievedly, with stars twinkling in his eyes.

"You!" Si Ze shook his head lovingly. "Yesterday I told you to be tough. You rarely exercise, and yesterday you suddenly picked oranges for Grandpa, so you were overly tired. Just watch from the side today, and you'll be fine in a couple of days."

After saying that, he took her clothes from the side and put them on her considerately.

Yan Mo gave a wicked smile, pinched his shoulder and said:

"Does it hurt?"

Si Ze raised his eyebrows, but didn't care and let her do it. Although he had never carried a load in the army before, he often carried sandbags and practiced at home. His physical fitness was not comparable to Yan Mo's.

At this moment, a sharp rustling sound was heard. Yan Mo looked out the dim window, wanting to see what it was.

"I'm coming." Si Ze warned her, grabbed her restless little hands, quickly dressed her, put on his own clothes, and stood up to open the door.

Coming? What's coming? Could it be that Si Ze has brought something? Yan Mo was curious. He quickly jumped out of bed, put on his shoes hastily, and ran out of the room after him. When he came to the courtyard, he saw a huge helicopter parked in the wide field at the door. One after another, bodyguards in black jumped out of the helicopter.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people surrounded my grandfather's yard, led by Xun Jiage, who was dressed in fancy clothes.

Seeing the scene in front of her, disbelief flashed in Yan Mo's eyes. She turned to look at him. Was it what she thought?

He said last night that we would talk about it today, but it turns out he had already made arrangements early in the morning.

Yes, this is his usual style, he always arranges everything silently behind the scenes.

Xun Jiage asked:

"Boss Si, what are your instructions?"

"I called everyone here today because I want to ask for your help." Si Zepei walked slowly to the front of the crowd with his hands behind his back and said slowly.

"Boss, you said that as long as you give us an order, we will do it without hesitation." Everyone responded in unison.

Seeing that the boss was so serious, everyone thought that it must be something very important, and their expressions became serious.

He came to the house and pointed to the orange grove behind it. "Please help pick those oranges and carry them back to Zhenghong."

As soon as these words came out, everyone froze in place, their jaws dropped. They were the most elite bodyguards in Mo City, and they were actually asked to come down to the fields to work and pick oranges? Did they hear it wrong?

Everyone thought there was something wrong with their hearing. Otherwise, why would the richest man in Mo City care about those oranges and order them to pick them together?

After a long pause, Xun Jiage recovered from his shock. He held up his chin with both hands, walked towards Si Ze in disbelief, and confirmed again:

"Boss Si, you just said that we should pick oranges? Did I hear you right?"

"Is there any problem?" Si Ze glanced at him and asked lightly.

"No." Xun Jiage looked at Si Ze, then at Yan Mo, and pulled the corners of his mouth, saying with a forced smile: "How could it be, there is no way I have a problem."

Well, originally, with one salary, he not only did the work of the president's assistant, but also had to take care of the personal life assistant. It seems that he will have to add the job of working in the fields to it in the future.

A phone call came in early in the morning, and the tone of the voice seemed very urgent. He thought that something big and urgent had happened, so he was just told to gather as many people as possible. Now it seems that it is indeed a big deal, which made him drop his jaw.

"Since everyone has no problem, follow the instructions and set off in order." Si Ze immediately gave the order:

"Some of you will follow the young mistress to get the baskets, and the others will follow me to the orange orchard."

The bodyguards around Si Ze had all undergone military training. In less than half a second, they were all assigned. Xun Jiage followed Si Ze, while A Biao and some people stayed with Yan Mo to move things.

More than ten minutes later, everyone had gathered in the orange orchard. Yan Mo brought A Biao and others and brought over the baskets, scissors and gloves.

"Let's start!" Si Ze said lightly.

Upon hearing the order, the bodyguards picked up their tools and scattered around. Although they were usually very capable, they became confused when faced with the orange tree full of tangerines. They looked at each other, not knowing what to do because they had never picked oranges before!

"Assistant Xun, do you know how to do it? Teach me!" A Biao came to Xun Jiage, scratched the back of his head, and was too embarrassed to ask.

Xun Jiage looked at A Biao, then lowered his head to stare at the scissors in his hand. How could he do that? Although his Xun family was not as wealthy as the Si family, it was still one of the most powerful families in Mo City. When had he ever done such a job? He could eat oranges, but picking oranges was a complete chore!

However, Xun Jiage would not say it out loud. He was known to be an extremely intelligent know-it-all. It would be too embarrassing for him to say that he couldn't do the work that ordinary farmers could do.

He picked up an orange from the tree and studied it. Suddenly he laughed, put down his scissors, and said to Ah Biao confidently:

"This is very simple. You don't even need scissors. Just pull it off directly." As he said that, he demonstrated to A Biao. He grabbed an orange in one hand, pulled it down hard, and picked it off easily and perfectly.

Ah Biao looked at the two holes on Orange's buttocks and said in disbelief, "Is that really the case? Isn't it too simple?"

Xun Jiage threw the oranges into the basket, patted A Biao on the shoulder, and said affirmatively: "Believe me, it must be like this. What is the end of complexity? It is to return to simplicity. Got it."

"Oh." A Biao nodded as if he understood, and then the two of them started picking oranges like crazy.

Si Ze and Yan Mo were strolling in the orange grove and did not notice that place.

"Si Ze, you just said that you wanted to transport the oranges back to Zhenghong? What does that mean?" Yan Mo asked the question that was in his mind.

"Yes!" Si Ze casually tucked her hair that was messed up by the wind behind her ears.

"Thank you!" Yan Mo smiled faintly and thanked him, then continued to ask: "What are you going to do with Zhenghong?"

Could it be that he had developed a new department for her to sell oranges? Yan Mo pondered wildly.