When she needed help, she was so obedient that Shen Mo couldn't help but rub her head and said, "Go get it."
An Ci looked at him suspiciously, "Why, do you want to go back again?"
Shen Mo smiled helplessly, "Am I such a stingy person?"
An Ci smiled awkwardly, "Wait, I'll get it." Then she jumped off the sofa and ran into the bedroom at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
He didn't even bother to put on slippers.
In less than a minute, she came back with a green velvet box in her hand.
She gasped and sat down, "Here."
Shen Mo took it and opened the velvet box, only to see a bracelet and a red rope entwined together, which looked strangely pleasing to the eye.
He picked up the bracelet and said, "Hold out your hand."
An Ci obediently stretched out her hand, and Shen Mo put the bracelet on her, then picked up the red rope and tied it for her.
An Ci was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, there was a bracelet and a red rope on her wrist.
She blinked, a little confused, "Why are you putting these on me?"
Her wrist was very thin and her skin was fair. The diamond bracelet sparkled brightly under the light, making the red look even brighter.
A satisfied smile appeared in Shen Mo's eyes, "It would be a waste if I didn't take it."
An Ci believed it without giving it much thought. Looking at the red string on his wrist, he asked curiously, "Did you weave this red string?"
Shen Mo glanced at her sideways, "How did you guess that?"
An Ci's lips curled up into a sly smile, and he jokingly said, "The workmanship is so crude, it doesn't look like it was purchased."
Shen Mo narrowed his eyes, "Dislike it? Then give it back to me."
An Ci retracted his hand, "No, that won't work. There's no point in giving it away and then asking for it back."
"Don't you think the workmanship is rough?"
"No, I was just kidding." An Ci leaned over with a smile, "Also, why did you give me the red string?"
Shen Mo looked at the hair between her eyebrows and eyes, his tone was intriguing, "Guess."
An Ci supported his chin, recalling what Song Xi had said before, "I heard from my sister that the red string symbolizes safety and health."
Shen Mo's eyes flickered slightly, "I guess so."
An Ci looked at him and asked, "What do you mean by 'considered'? Otherwise, what else does it mean?"
Shen Mo didn't answer and changed the subject, "Have you finished reading all these reports?"
"Not yet." An Ci smiled awkwardly and held up two fingers. "I've only read two."
Shen Mo laughed, "Then what were you doing in the room just now?"
Of course she was trying to figure out how to trick him into helping her look at these reports, An Ci thought to himself.
"Look at the report. You know I get a headache when I see these." As she said that, she grabbed his hand and shook it.
"Brother, I know you are the best to me, please help me."
Unlike his hands with thin calluses, her hands were small and soft, with warm palms, making people want to hold them forever.
Shen Mo resisted the urge to hold her hand back. Complex emotions surged in his dark eyes, seeming to be restrained, yet also greedy.
She always had an easy time controlling him.
"Anything else besides these?" Shen Mo's lazy tone revealed a hint of indulgence.
An Ci's eyes lit up, as if he had found a thick thigh. "Yes, I'll have Dali deliver it tomorrow. Take a look at these first."
She reached out and patted his shoulder. "Brother, you are so loyal. Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."
After saying that, she put on her slippers and ran out in a hurry.
Loyal enough?
Shen Mo laughed at herself. If she knew how he felt about her, would she still be as close to him as she is now?
I'm afraid not. Maybe she would even find him disgusting and avoid him like the plague.
After a while, An Ci came back with a tray with two cups of hot milk and some exquisite snacks on it.
Shen Mo looked at the milk she placed in front of him, his eyebrows raised slightly, "Why is it milk?"
"Your injuries haven't healed yet, so drinking coffee isn't good for you." An Ci picked up a biscuit and nibbled on it. "I'll get you two more bottles of pills later. Take one in the morning and one in the evening."
Hearing her concern for him, Shen Mo pulled the corner of his lip, "Where did you get the pills?"
"Ask a doctor for a prescription." An Ci said calmly.
"Some of them were sent to the auction house by Mr. Yue for sale. I bought them and kept them for future use."
Shen Mo raised his eyebrows and jokingly asked, "Did you spend a lot of money?"
An Ci crossed his legs and nestled in the sofa, saying in a flattering manner, "I'm happy to spend money on my brother."
Shen Mo curled his thin lips slightly, a faint smile spread in his eyes, and he reached out and flicked her forehead.
Next, this scene appeared in the bedroom.
Shen Mo was busy looking at complicated reports. On the side, An Ci was playing mahjong with Song Yuan and others with a tablet. Occasionally, when he remembered, he would pick up a piece of snack and feed it to Shen Mo, and at the same time, help him improve his luck.
"yeah."
After taking advantage of Shen Mo's luck twice in a row, An Ci finally won the seventh game. She opened the red envelopes from Song Yuan and the others one by one, smiling so much that her eyes curved into crescent shapes, and she was overjoyed.
At this time, Song Yuan sent a voice message: "Xiao Ci, did you hire a gunman?"
An Ci pressed her phone and replied in her lazy tone, "Hey, hey, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?"
Just as the voice message was sent, Song Xi also sent a voice message. An Ci clicked on the speaker.
"Zizi, have you asked for a military advisor?"
An Ciyou was offended.
Are both of them polite? One suspects that she hired a ghostwriter, and the other suspects that she hired a military advisor. Who are they looking down on?
She didn't send a voice message, but directly sent an emoticon that said "I was so angry that I died on the spot", then threw the phone aside and turned to look at Shen Mo who was still looking at the report.
"Don't you think they've gone too far?"
Shen Mo picked up another report, rubbed her head with one hand, and said unconditionally, "Well, beat them next time."
An Ci nodded, "Next time, let's bet bigger."
Shen Mo laughed, "Don't dig a hole and bury yourself."
She blurted out, "You're the one who beat us 50-50."
Shen Mo lowered his eyelids, and the smile deep in his eyes was enough to make people fall in love with him. "No need to share, I'll give it all to you."
An Ci grinned and patted his shoulder, "You are still good to me."
Hurry up, Shen Mo left An Ci's room and returned to the guest room prepared for him by Aunt Hong.
Looking at the luxurious big bed, he suddenly missed the sofa in An Ci's room.
…
In a blink of an eye, it was the day to go to the resort. If Eric hadn't gone to wake her up early, An Ci would have overslept again.
When the three of them arrived at the airport, An Jianwen and others were already waiting.
Anyang looked at them and said sarcastically, "Are you two turtles?"
Eric pointed at An Ci and said, "It's her fault. If I hadn't called her, she would have forgotten about it."
Hearing this, An Yang looked at An Ci with a look of disappointment, "My young master, could you please stop being so lazy?"
He now began to doubt whether the An family would collapse in her hands when she took over.
An Ci half-closed his eyes, looking like he hadn't woken up yet, and lazily replied with two words, "No."
An Jianwen smiled and said, "Okay, let's get on the plane first."
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