The housekeeper and servants who saw Luo Yu preparing lunch and dinner were all impressed by Luo Yu's cooking skills. Then, looking at Luo Yu who was sitting opposite Mo Han without any restraint or tension, his aristocratic elegance made Zhou Bo suspect that Luo Yu was a descendant of an ancient family.

"Stay after dinner." Mo Han said after swallowing the food in his mouth.

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Luo Yu picked up the napkin to wipe his mouth, "No, I don't like staying overnight at other people's homes. I will come again tomorrow."

Mo Han didn't say anything else. After dinner, he asked Zhou Wenchong to send Luo Yu back.

In a single day, Luo Yu only spent time with Mo Han during meals. It was brief, but it was enough for him to understand him. He was a very assertive person, and his food was incredibly picky. While cooking dinner, he overheard the servants say that they had changed chefs dozens of times before he arrived. It was no wonder Mo Han had spent over three million yuan on a shop to have him cook for him for a year. In Luo Yu's words, this was a disease that needed to be treated.

There was one thing that puzzled Luo Yu: Mo Han clearly hated carrots, yet he actually ate them during the competition. He probably hated the taste of carrots, and even though carrots were used as an ingredient during the competition, the dishes he prepared didn't taste of carrots at all. If you didn't tell him otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to tell they were made with carrots. So, Guo Jinyao, who knew Mo Han, had specifically asked him to be a judge!

Let people who don't like carrots taste dishes made with carrots. No wonder Guo Jinyao specifically said that Mo Han's taste was more picky than his. It was really well calculated.

After returning home, Luo Zhaoguo and Liu Fang kept asking him questions until they were sure that he was not in trouble and was just cooking.

For the next week or so, Luo Yu got used to getting up early to make breakfast for Mo Han. He even skipped eating at home and went straight to Mo Han's villa. Initially, he hadn't wanted to eat with Mo Han all the time, but since Mo Han had brought it up on the first day, he didn't refuse. He probably treated him like a guest, not a chef.

Luo Yu, who was making lunch today, was suddenly pulled into the car by Zhou Wenchong.

"Where are we going?" Luo Yu asked Zhou Wenchong as he looked at the scenery passing quickly outside the car window.

"The president is going on a business trip." Zhou Wenchong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said.

"What does it have to do with me if he's on a business trip?" Luo Yu wondered.

"The president needs you to accompany him. He can't get used to the food outside." Zhou Wenchong was helpless about this matter. The president was too picky about food. Ever since he had eaten the food made by Luo Yu, he could no longer get used to the food outside. Even when he went on business trips, he took Luo Yu with him.

Taking him with you on a business trip? Luo Yu frowned slightly. "I need to talk to my parents about this first, otherwise they will worry. Besides, I have to go back and pack my luggage."

Zhou Wenchong said, "No need. The president has already called your parents and informed them before coming. As for your luggage, we have already prepared it for you. You don't need to worry."

Forget it, it turns out everything is ready, just waiting for him to jump into the pit. Luo Yu stopped talking.

The car stopped in front of a tall building. The six large characters "Mo Group Branch" gleamed brightly in the sunlight. Mo Han, dressed in a dark blue suit, opened the car door and got in.

It was July, the height of summer's heat. Seeing Mo Han in his neat suit, Luo Yu felt the heat for him. But there was no other way. As the president of a large corporation, he couldn't possibly wear a short-sleeved shirt, shorts, and slippers. So, it was better to be an ordinary person. Luo Yu instantly felt his summer casual clothes were more comfortable than ever.

The car stopped at the airport. As they entered, many people couldn't help but stare at Luo Yu and Mo Han. Mo Han alone was already eye-catching enough, but with Luo Yu, the turnaround rate was even higher. Luo Yu could even hear people whispering among themselves.

"Look, two handsome guys. Oh my god, did you see that beautiful boy with fair skin? He's so delicate. I really want to take him home."

"Don't you think that beautiful boy looks familiar?"

"He looks familiar. He looks like the top scorer in the college entrance exam."

"What do you mean by 'seemingly'? It's good, isn't it?"

…

In the airport waiting room, within two minutes, Luo Yu was recognized. Instantly, a large group of people surrounded him.

"It really is him, the top scorer in the college entrance exam. When I saw his photo online, I thought it was photoshopped. I didn't expect him to be so handsome."

"That's totally my thing."

"Luo Yu, can you sign your name for me?"

"Sign one for me too, and take it back to my child. Maybe he can get a glimpse of the top scholar's talent, and then he can get into a good university next year."

"I want one too."

…

More and more people gathered around, and Zhou Wenchong and the driver were unable to stop them no matter what they did. Luo Yu couldn't expose his strength in front of everyone, and the place was too crowded. Even if he was agile, he couldn't dodge. So, he could only retreat continuously under the protection of Zhou Wenchong and the driver. Suddenly, someone grabbed Luo Yu's sleeve and pulled it. Luo Yu was caught off guard and almost slipped. A strong arm wrapped around his waist, and Luo Yu fell into a strong embrace.

"careful……"

Mo Han's hot breath sprayed against his ear, causing Luo Yu's body to tremble involuntarily. His nose was filled with the pleasant, rich masculine scent. Aside from when his parents were this close to him when he was very young, this was the first time in his life that he had been so close to someone. Strangely, he didn't feel disgusted.

The commotion was quickly noticed by airport security, who quickly came over to protect Luo Yu and the others and took them to the VIP lounge. The airport manager accidentally saw Mo Han surrounded by the crowd on the surveillance camera and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He sprinted to Mo Han and the others at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo. It's our negligence in our work that has caused you so much trouble. I'm really sorry." The airport manager kept apologizing to them while wiping the cold sweat that appeared in the hot weather.

Mo Han said coldly: "There won't be a next time."

"Yes, yes, yes." The airport manager nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice.

Finally, the airport manager had someone escort the three of them onto the plane.

For Luo Yu, this was his first time on a plane, and he was traveling in first class, which was a fantastic experience. Although he felt it was new, he didn't look around, but there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Luo Yu concealed it very well, and if Mo Han hadn't been paying attention to him, he really wouldn't have noticed.

"First time on a plane?" Mo Han asked.

"Well, to be precise, this is my first time traveling far away. I've never left City G before." Luo Yu, who had never hung out with friends or traveled with his parents, had never even tried riding the bus alone. He didn't want to be around crowds.

It was a very ordinary sentence, but it shocked Mo Han. If he said that he had not investigated Luo Yu, it would be a lie. He had investigated all the information about Luo Yu from childhood to adulthood. He also learned that Luo Yu was an introverted person who was almost autistic. He rarely interacted with others and his grades were not good, so in the eyes of others, he was a person with a very low sense of existence. But it was such a person who, in the blink of an eye, became the top scorer in the national college entrance examination. If there was no profound accumulation of knowledge and no extraordinary talent and intelligence, how could such a big change happen in less than a month? Coupled with Luo Yu's current temperament, Mo Han was very sure that Luo Yu had been hiding himself. If he had not been forced to transfer to Class 7 before the college entrance examination, he would never have revealed his strength in advance.

The boy was clever. His previous homeroom teacher, Chen Jiancai, had assumed that his actions towards him had led to his dismissal from the Outstanding Teacher selection and transfer from the key third-year class to the ordinary first-year class. Meanwhile, Li Tao, the former homeroom teacher of Class 7, was recognized as a Special Outstanding Teacher and continued to teach the next Class 7. The former Class 7 was then designated a key third-year class by Chongyang High School. All of this was due to the boy beside him. Without resorting to any trickery, he effortlessly defeated Chen Jiancai and lifted up an ordinary, recent college graduate.

Mo Han turned around and saw that the boy was actually asleep.

The sleeping boy lacked the elegance he had when awake, instead appearing somewhat lazy. His eyes were tightly closed, his features were exquisitely perfect, and he leaned sideways against the chair, rubbing gently against it, looking as adorable as a cat. Mo Han was instantly touched by the cuteness again, and before he could react, his hand had already touched the boy's head. The soft touch in his hand made Mo Han even more reluctant to let go.

Normally, the boy would be extremely alert, waking instantly at the slightest sign of trouble. However, after practicing piano and calligraphy all night, the boy, accustomed to eight hours of sleep, felt a bit drowsy this morning. Furthermore, although he had only been with Mo Han for a little over a week, he felt incredibly stable and trustworthy, and being with him always instilled a sense of trust. Furthermore, with the system in place, any sign of danger would undoubtedly be warned. Therefore, the boy fell asleep without a second thought, entering a deep slumber.

The plane suddenly jolted, and the boy's head slipped slightly from the seat, landing directly on Mo Han's shoulder. Mo Han paused, his body stiffening for a moment. After a moment, he realized the boy's head was resting on his shoulder, showing no signs of waking. Mo Han's body relaxed, too. A hint of disbelief crossed his face as he gazed at the boy's beautiful sleeping face. It was strange that his mysophobia hadn't flared up.

Everyone who knew Mo Han knew that he was not only very picky about food, but also had a serious obsession with mysophobia. The dishes he used for eating had to be sterilized at high temperature three times, and the chopsticks had to be replaced after each use. When he went out to eat, he always used disposable chopsticks. When he was with others, he would keep a distance of at least 50 centimeters and would never allow anyone to touch him. If he was touched by others, his mysophobia would definitely flare up, and he would either change clothes or take a shower immediately. But now, not only was he sitting with the boy, but the boy also rested his head on his shoulder, and he didn't react at all. He suddenly felt that the boy was indeed special.

The reason why he asked the boy to cook for him was not only because the food the boy cooked suited his appetite, although he hated eating carrots, but for some reason, it was also because the boy accidentally touched him during the competition before, and his mysophobia did not flare up, so he was curious and made such a request to let the boy come to his villa.

Zhou Wenchong, who was busy organizing documents, suddenly turned around and saw Luo Yu leaning on Mo Han's shoulder. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"I must be dazzled. Yes, I must have been hallucinating from not waking up last night. I must be too tired. A good night's sleep will be enough." Zhou Wenchong had grown up with Mo Han, and he was quite familiar with his mysophobia. Even when he accidentally bumped into Mo Han, Mo Han would go change clothes and shower. He couldn't believe what he had just seen, so he decided to rest first to avoid hallucinations.