Chu Yanyan followed Mo Shengyuan downstairs.
The proprietress saw Chu Yanyan's suitcase and asked, "Yanyan, are you leaving?"
Chu Yanyan nodded: "Well, it happened a little suddenly."
At this time, Secretary Li came down and stood in front of the boss lady: "As for Mr. Chu's matter, just let me handle it."
The landlady quickly agreed, "It's not a big deal. Just pay the utility bills and this month's rent."
Chu Yanyan has lived in her house for more than a year, and everyone has become familiar with each other. Seeing someone come to see Chu Yanyan, she still feels a little reluctant to see Chu Yanyan leave here suddenly, but everyone has his or her own destination, so she wishes him or her all the best.
Mo Shengyuan opened the back door of the car, picked up the suitcase and put it in the trunk. After putting it in, he looked at Chu Yanyan who was standing beside him and said, "You get in the car first."
"Oh." Chu Yanyan put his hands in his pockets, opened the back door, and was about to get in when he suddenly remembered that he might have forgotten to take something.
"What's wrong?" Mo Shengyuan asked when he saw that he didn't go up.
Chu Yanyan was at a loss for words, but when he saw Mo Shengyuan, his eyes lit up instantly. He finally realized what he had forgotten: "There are still important things in my room that I haven't taken!"
After he finished speaking, he immediately ran towards the store.
Mo Shengyuan pressed the car window and looked at Chu Yanyan's running figure, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
After a while.
Chu Yanyan came out holding a basin of something.
"What is this?" Mo Shengyuan asked.
Chu Yanyan kept it a secret: "Baby." The baby who saved Mo Shengyuan's baby.
"Oh? Baby?" Mo Shengyuan glanced at the pot of yellow-brown soil, but in the end he said nothing.
After getting on the bus.
The car started slowly.
Chu Yanyan turned her head to look at the buildings gradually moving away outside the car window, then lowered her head to play with her nails. Although it was different from what she had planned, it was enough to be able to get close to Mo Shengyuan. Is this a relationship of support?
Sounds quite interesting.
The car drove to the parking lot of a villa building in a villa complex outside the city and stopped.
Mo Shengyuan got out of the car, opened the trunk, took out the luggage, and walked towards the door with Chu Yanyan.
"This is where you'll be living from now on. If you need anything, just contact my assistant."
Chu Yanyan followed Mo Shengyuan holding a basin. After the outer door was opened, precious roses and other flowers were planted in the yard in front of the house.
The flowers and plants are well trimmed because someone cleans them regularly.
Looking at the wide yard, Chu Yanyan had already decided to plant carrots. He'd plant small carrots on the left and large carrots on the right. He placed the pots on the ground and walked into the house.
Walking into the house, Chu Yanyan was instantly stunned by the luxury inside. The villa has three floors, natural marble stair railings, crystal chandeliers on the ceiling of the first floor, and simple yet luxurious furniture.
"Am I the only one living in such a big house?" Chu Yanyan retracted her gaze and asked hurriedly.
Mo Shengyuan sat on the single sofa, his whole body leaning back on the sofa, his hands on the sofa armrests. Hearing Chu Yanyan's words, he frowned slightly: "No, you live with me, this is my house."
Chu Yanyan retracted the joy on her face: "Oh." No wonder the decoration is so extravagant.
"What do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to buy it for you." Mo Shengyuan remembered that Chu Yanyan had just woken up and must not have eaten anything so early in the morning.
"It doesn't matter, as long as it tastes good." Chu Yanyan replied.
"Yeah." Mo Shengyuan picked up his phone and dialed his assistant's number.
After finishing his meal, he put down his phone, tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the cotton sofa, and then stood up: "Let's go see your room."
"I'm not going to sleep with you, am I?" Chu Yanyan followed him up the stairs, pulling his suitcase.
Mo Shengyuan froze for a moment. Why hadn't he thought of this? After all, she was his own, so it was only natural for her to live and eat with him.
Mo Shengyuan, who always puts profit first, thinks quickly: "Yes, you have to sleep with me."
Chu Yanyan frowned: "Will this disturb you? If I have my own room, everyone will have their own private space."
"It won't bother me. I usually don't deal with work when I get home. I just want to relax. You just need to keep it clean. I won't mind."
The sponsor said that he didn't mind, so Chu Yanyan stopped talking and nodded frequently.
Mo Shengyuan originally wanted to take Chu Yanyan to the room next to his, but now he directly took Chu Yanyan into his own room.
Chu Yanyan looked at Mo Shengyuan's room. The room was spacious and clean, with a double bed, desk, wardrobe, shoe cabinet, and a bathroom in the corner. The design was very simple.
Mo Shengyuan walked to the wardrobe, squeezed his clothes, and left an empty space: "This is where you put your clothes. If it's not enough, buy another wardrobe." Yes, buy a desk too.
"Okay." Chu Yanyan dragged the suitcase and placed it next to the wardrobe.
"My study is the second room you come from the stairs. You can go in and look for any book you want to read, but tell me first." Mo Shengyuan said.
After putting down the suitcase, he took Chu Yanyan downstairs again and let him get familiar with the house, knowing where he could move around and where he couldn't.
This was the first time Mo Shengyuan kept a mistress. He knew many people who kept mistresses, but those people were all married. Mo Shengyuan felt that the way he treated his mistress should be different from that of others. He had no family and few houses, and the expenses he paid to Chu Yanyan every month were quite a lot. In this case, he should let Chu Yanyan truly realize his true value as a lover.
In addition to basic work, eating, living and sleeping with him every day is his most basic requirement.
The lunch that Mo Shengyuan asked his assistant to buy was delivered quickly.
At the dinner table, the two of them ate the lunch they bought and fell silent.
Chu Yanyan is not very particular about food. As long as it tastes good, he can eat anything.
Mo Shengyuan was full very quickly.
He wiped his lips with a tissue, took a sip of warm water, and glanced at Chu Yanyan who was still eating: "After you're full, pack up the things on the table and put them in the trash can outside. I have to go to work this afternoon. You'll be staying here alone. If you get bored, go out for a walk. Remember to close the door when you leave."
He said, and then asked, "Can you cook?"
As he spoke, he suddenly asked Chu Yanyan if she could cook.
Chu Yanyan chewed the food in his mouth. He nodded and swallowed the food when he heard what Mo Shengyuan said: "Yes." Since coming to this world, he has never tried to cook.
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