Chapter 41 The Hidden Beautiful Woman

At five in the morning, a sharp cell phone ringtone shattered the silence.

The man's eyes snapped open, and he picked up his phone to see Lin Yi'an's video call.

A cool night breeze swept in from the balcony, causing the sheer curtains to sway gently.

"What is it?" His voice was hoarse.

"Hey, Ziyuan, why is it so dark over there?"

The man gritted his teeth and said.

"It's 5 a.m. here."

"Hehe, I forgot, we have a time difference." A dry laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"Stop talking nonsense, what's the matter?"

The voice from the other side drifted over.

"Actually, it's nothing much, I just missed you and came to see you."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ziyuan was about to hang up when Lin Yi'an quickly said something.

"Don't hang up, let's chat a little longer."

"What do you want to talk about?"

"I haven't seen my sister in a long time, and she won't answer my calls. What's wrong?"

"Have you forgotten the rules you set yourself?" Mo Ziyuan rubbed his throbbing temples, his tone full of helplessness. "Yi Luo can only play on her phone for half an hour a day. How can she answer calls anytime?"

"That's right."

Lin Yi'an's voice had barely faded when he suddenly screamed eight octaves higher.

"Ziyuan, Ziyuan! There's someone in your bed!"

The man's pupils contracted sharply, and he almost reflexively covered the camera. Turning to look behind him, he saw the girl on the bed, curled up in a ball, still sleeping peacefully, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's your name?"

"No, no, Ziyuan, there's someone in your bed."

"I know."

After a long silence, Lin Yi'an spoke again.

"You succeeded? Judging by the background, you're in the school villa."

Before Mo Ziyuan could speak, he continued talking to himself.

"Wow, Ziyuan, I didn't expect you to make such a fast progress in such a short time since I left."

"Nothing happened to us."

How could the man on the other side possibly believe that?

"Tch, Ziyuan, I have to say something to you. A man should have some responsibility. If you've done it, you've done it. We'll take responsibility for it."

He asked that question again. "What if her family doesn't agree?"

"Tsk, I'll help you. Actually, if you put aside your ruthlessness, indifference, and viciousness... everything else is pretty good."

"I'm relieved to hear that."

"By the way, Ziyuan, I don't care if you're having fun, but you have to be careful. Yiluo is still at home. She doesn't understand anything, so don't lead her astray."

"I don't understand anything..." The man thought about this sentence carefully, and he really understood it deeply.

"Okay, I'll be careful."

"I wonder if my baby got a tan, or lost weight..."

"Not tanned, not thinner, not..."

The man on the balcony hung up the phone and went to bed as soon as he finished speaking. The girl on the bed, without anything in her arms, slept somewhat restlessly.

Mo Ziyuan pulled her into his arms.

The next morning, the girl who was playing the role of a doll in bed woke up on time, and before she even got out of bed, the man pulled her into his arms again.

"Sleep a little longer." He now understood why Ilo wanted to sleep with her doll; it was genuinely comforting.

"But it's time to get up!"

"What time is it?"

It's 7:30.

The man didn't speak again, and it was a long time before he opened his eyes.

"Get up."

A tall man stood next to the girl who was brushing her teeth, watching her.

"Ziyan, don't you have any teeth?"

"Brother will pay for it for you."

"But four..."

Before the girl could finish speaking, the man took the toothbrush from her.

"Open your mouth."

The moment he opened his mouth, Mo Ziyuan's restless hand reached out.

White toothpaste foam slid down my hand.

Those big eyes looked at him, filled with grievance.

The man was immediately overcome with a destructive urge. His eyes seemed to burn with fury as he stared at the girl for a long while before he came to his senses.

"It's my fault, I'll wipe it for you."

The washcloth was gently rubbed and wiped. After finishing, looking at Lin Yiluo's red lips and then at the washcloth in his hand, Mo Ziyuan was lost in thought again.

"Brother Ziyuan, are you feeling unwell?"

"No, no, you go down to eat first, I'll come down in a little while."

"All right."

The pretty girl kept turning back to look at Mo Ziyuan, who was still in the bathroom.

…………

After a very long time, the "bad" man finally came out of the bathroom.

"Where is Miss?"

"Miss has already left." The butler bowed and handed over a neatly ironed suit. The man took it and glanced at the cup of soy milk. For some reason, he picked up the remaining soy milk and drank it.

"Go to the company."

Zhao Ming hurriedly followed, and just as he reached the door, Jing Sheng stepped forward. A flamboyant figure suddenly burst into the morning light—he leaned against the door frame, his burgundy tie hanging loosely around his neck, revealing a playful smile in his eyes.

"Oh, are you heading out?"

What are you doing here?

"I've come to find you."

The man standing at the door said this, but kept looking inside.

"Is baby Yiluo still running a fever?"

"Stop looking, they left a long time ago. What are you doing here?"

"That...that..."

He pulled Mo Ziyuan along and started walking inside.

I left something with you.

"What is that?"

"I've already found it."

"They don't have what you want upstairs, come down."

Standing at the top of the stairs, Shi Jingsheng didn't know whether he should go down or not.

He started shouting.

“Mo Ziyuan, tell me the truth, are you hiding someone? How can you do this to our Yiluo baby? How can you do this to Yi'an?”

The man in front of him let out a cold laugh.

"Did Yi'an call you last night?"

Shi Jingsheng looked at him questioningly.

How did you know?

"What did he tell you? Did he say there was a woman hiding in my room?"

"How did you know all this? No way, so you told him but didn't tell me? Aren't we the best trio?"

"Fool."

Hearing this, he became unhappy. "How could you say that to me? I..."

Seeing his young master's expression, Zhao Ming didn't bother to explain and instead spoke up.

“Young Master Jingsheng, my young master stays with Miss at night.”

"Miss, Yiluo? Didn't Yi'an recognize her?"

The man was already seated on the sofa, and he began to think after hearing Zhao Ming's words.

"No wonder. If he had recognized you, it would have been all over. He would have insisted on coming back to confront you. Ziyuan, I didn't expect you to be so smart. He didn't even notice."

"Alright, I'm going to the company."

"No, please."

The man sitting on the sofa quickly raised his hand and grabbed Mo Ziyuan.

"I have something else to say."

"What is it? Can you just tell me everything at once?"

"Sit down first, what's the rush? I've never seen you be so enthusiastic about your work before."

The suit jacket was thrown on the sofa, and the man stretched out his legs and sat down.

"Speak."

"There's a problem with the lab."

"What's the problem?"

"It exploded."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ziyuan looked at him seriously.

Why did it explode?

"There's a traitor, yours. I checked my place and there's nothing wrong. You should think about whether it's related to your good brother."

"Understood, I will send someone to investigate."

The man had already said everything, but he still wouldn't leave.

"Here, Ziyuan, have some candy."

Shi Jingsheng pulled a handful of candy out of his pocket and gave it to Mo Ziyuan before even eating any himself.

"You always carry candy with you."

The man on the sofa said in a serious tone, "It was given to me by the pretty women at the club."

"………roll!"