The next day, Zhu Qianying woke up to the low rumble of the waves.
What captivated her most about this villa, besides its beautiful scenery, was the constant chirping of birds in her ears.
She closed her eyes, savoring the thrill and awe the sound of the waves brought her.
In my mind, the scenes from last night are replaying like a movie.
Yesterday's events felt like a dream, completely devoid of any real feeling.
But she knew very well that it wasn't a dream, it was reality.
In the future, as long as she works hard enough, she might be able to create a Zhu Qianying Empire, an empire she has longed for for ten years and has worked hard for for ten years.
A light, downy touch came from her face. Regardless of anything else, just from this cautious manner, Zhu Qianying knew that this person was Young Master Yan.
Because, if that little guy, Zizai, were to kiss her, he would usually be quite clumsy, rough, or rather, very unrestrained.
Zhu Qianying opened her eyes and met Yan Shao's dark gaze. Just that one glance was enough to pluck a string in her heart, producing a melodious and lingering melody.
"Good morning, baby!" With a gentle murmur from Young Master Yan, his warm lips pressed against his.
As their lips and tongues intertwined, Zhu Qianying reached out and tightly embraced the man on top of her.
She used to never understand why anyone would be so foolish as to keep hurting themselves in a hopeless relationship rather than let go of the other person.
But now, a voice inside her is screaming that even if she dies, she must never let go of this man.
no way!
In the past, she was able to leave decisively, but only because she didn't love deeply enough.
Because when you love someone to the deepest extent, you treat them completely without defense or reservation, and such love is extremely risky.
A single misstep could send someone tumbling off a cliff and shattering to pieces.
Even with such terrible consequences, Zhu Qianying was still willing to risk everything for the man she held tightly in her arms.
What was supposed to be a light, casual good morning kiss ended up igniting a passionate flame, with the two going from a passionate kiss to a physical one.
In the midst of the struggle, at the final moment, Zhu Qianying, who still retained a sliver of reason, tried to push him away, "Aren't you going to work anymore..."
"Fool, it's a holiday today!" Yan Shao whispered through gritted teeth in her ear.
She was confused and thought that when he said "holiday," he meant Saturday and Sunday. Later, she realized that it wasn't a holiday at all; he had simply given himself a temporary break.
But Qin Xiu suffered because of Grandpa Yan's sudden leave.
Originally, Qin Xiu had an appointment with a major client today, and Young Master Yan said he would go in person. Therefore, Qin Xiu hadn't made any preparations beforehand.
The old man called to say he was unwell and wouldn't be going to work today, so Qin Xiu had to cram at the last minute and hurriedly make some preparations.
Having finally finished most of my homework, I was carrying a pile of documents and feeling anxious as I prepared to leave when the receptionist called, saying that the CEO of the Zong Group was requesting an audience.
The CEO of the Zong family?
Munemo?
Qin Xiu cursed inwardly, "Damn it," thinking, "They've come knocking on my door trying to pull some strings?"
As Yan Shao's special assistant, Qin Xiu knew a great deal about both official and private matters.
Yan Shao had, of course, known that he had arranged for the two children to stay home from the harassment of Zong Mao and his wife, and that they had moved to Wanghai together.
If Yan Shao were here, he might not have met Zong Mao, but Qin Xiu dared not.
He asked the receptionist to let the person up, while he personally went to the elevator to meet them.
"Hello, Elder Zong!"
Qin Xiu had only met this impressive figure once, but since the man occasionally appeared in magazines, it wasn't difficult to recognize him.
"I'm looking for Young Master Yan!"
Zong Mao showed Qin Xiu far less courtesy than he did to Young Master Yan. As he spoke, he left Qin Xiu behind and headed straight for Young Master Yan's office.
Qin Xiu had no choice but to follow. "Elder Zong, Young Master Yan is not feeling well and will be resting today."
This is clearly the truth; at least, Qin Xiu genuinely believed it to be the truth.
But Qin Xiu sounded a little guilty as he spoke, and subconsciously wiped his forehead, even though there wasn't a single drop of sweat on it.
Clearly, Zong Mao also thought Qin Xiu was lying, so he walked straight to Yan Shao's office and gestured for him to open the door.
Qin Xiu, with a bitter face, reiterated once again, "Elder Zong, Young Master Yan is really not here."
"Open the door!"
Qin Xiu hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he opened the door as he wished.
Because he also understood that if Zongmao didn't see it, the other party wouldn't give up.
Zong Mao took a stroll around Yan Shao's office. It was spotless, and the desk was clean. It certainly didn't look like anyone was working there.
Zong Mao took out his phone again and dialed, only to hear a message that the other party's phone was switched off. He then gave up.
As he was leaving, Zong Mao specifically instructed Qin Xiu, "Tell Young Master Yan that I will come back again!"
Qin Xiu nodded and bowed in agreement. After finally getting the person into the elevator, he watched the elevator doors close and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Yan Shao was naturally unaware of all this. At this moment, he was sitting on the terrace outside, facing the azure sea, drinking tea and flipping through a magazine.
In the bedroom behind him, Zhu Qianying was fast asleep, hugging her blanket.
Actually, Yan Shao wasn't really so tired that he didn't have the energy to go to work. On the contrary, even after exercising all morning, he was still full of energy.
He was simple; he just wanted to stay home with his wife and son, spend a good day, and enjoy this wonderful holiday.
"Daddy, do you want to play?"
Zizai and Xiaoluzi were playing soccer on the beach not far from the terrace. When they saw him, Zizai shouted over at the top of his lungs.
Yan Shao turned to look at Zhu Qianying, who was still fast asleep, casually put the cup and magazine on the coffee table, got up, braced himself on the railing, and with a strong push of his feet, he had already leaped from inside the terrace to outside.
When he jogged over to join the battle between the two little ones, Zizai couldn't help but glance at him a few times.
Young Master Yan has never cared about how others see him, but his son's perspective is different.
Those were eyes filled with admiration and envy. "Son, what's wrong?"
It has to be said that being watched by his son like that made Young Master Yan feel incredibly happy!
Although he didn't know why his son was suddenly looking at him like that.
"Daddy, that jump you did was amazing!"
As the little one spoke, she ran to his side, stood up, tilted her little face up, and gestured with her hands, "Daddy, you're so tall! Daddy, your legs are so long!"
Young Master Yan's heart felt as if it were being gently brushed by soft feathers, a very comfortable sensation.
He reached out and patted his head. "Baby, you'll grow up to be a tall and handsome guy just like Daddy!"
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