"Mom, how did it go when you went to see Uncle this afternoon?"
Because she was preoccupied with this matter, Zhu Qianying deliberately watched movies online in the living room, just to wait for her mother to come back and ask about the results.
Judging from Chen Jing's expression, it's really impossible to tell the outcome.
"Still the same..."
Chen Jing's tone was calm, a stark contrast to her previous heartbroken reaction.
"Mom, are you alright?" Zhu Qianying was worried that her mother might be bottling up her feelings and causing internal injuries.
Chen Jing looked at her innocently, "What could possibly be wrong with me?"
Seeing that Zhu Qianying was still frowning, she quickly offered words of comfort.
"Don't worry, I'm prepared. If it doesn't work the first time, I'll try again. If it doesn't work the second time, I'll try again the third time. Eventually, my older brother will open the door for me."
Zhu Qianying's probing gaze lingered on Chen Jing's face for a while, and only after confirming that she was really alright did she put her arm around Chen Jing's shoulder and urge her to go upstairs to take a shower.
The mother and daughter had some intimate conversations in Chen Jing's bedroom. Chen Jing went to take a shower, and Zhu Qianying then returned to the study to keep Young Master Yan company.
Lately, Young Master Yan has become increasingly difficult to please.
Originally, he had been working overtime alone in his study for many years without any problems, but recently, he has repeatedly complained to Zhu Qianying that working overtime alone is painful and boring.
Zhu Qianying was easily swayed and soft-hearted, and she genuinely doted on him. After listening to him a few times, she automatically and consciously took her computer and stayed with him in the study.
When she was busy, she would drag a chair over and put her computer on a corner of his desk to do her own thing. Anyway, his desk was big enough that they wouldn't bother each other.
When she has nothing to do, she'll sit on the sofa with her laptop, put on her headphones, browse the internet, watch movies, and listen to music.
When she was tired, she would sometimes curl up on the sofa and fall asleep. When she woke up, she would find herself sleeping in the study's lounge, with no one beside her, and a faint light coming from the other side of the door.
Night after night passed like this, much more mundane than the passionate love stories depicted in movies.
But, inexplicably, it softened her heart and moved her.
When she was busy, she would occasionally glance up and see his handsome profile and neatly trimmed sideburns sitting not far away. Then, she would be reluctant to look away until he also looked up, stared at her intently for a few seconds, then smiled, pushed off with his foot, and slid over with his chair, his lips pressing against hers...
When she had nothing to do, or when he was tired, he would occasionally come over to bother her. While she was engrossed in watching a movie, he would tickle the soles of her feet. After he had his fill of teasing her, he would pin her down and ravage her.
When she was sleepy, she fell asleep without realizing it. When she woke up, although he was not by her side, she was wrapped in a blanket full of his scent. She squinted at the faint light coming in from under the door and unexpectedly felt at ease and secure.
It was precisely these small acts of warmth and affection that made her increasingly accustomed to staying in the study with him while he worked overtime; in fact, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she felt a little nostalgic.
Now, she came out of her mother's bedroom and walked naturally into his study.
When she entered, she tried to be as quiet as possible because she could hear Yan Shao's calm and composed voice coming from inside. Without a doubt, he was having a video conference with the executives.
After getting to know him better, Zhu Qianying gradually discovered that Young Master Yan's tone and manner of speaking would vary depending on the occasion or the person he was facing.
For example, when he speaks to his subordinates now, his voice is basically cold and emotionless.
He was usually incredibly arrogant towards his parents.
He spoke to his mother with the tenderness of a good child.
He usually spoils his son, but sometimes when the little rascal is too naughty, he will warn him sternly until the little rascal obediently corrects his behavior.
Only with her did he seem to have no fixed pattern.
Occasionally, he would speak to her in a cold voice, as if he were talking to a subordinate, which meant he was angry with her.
If he acts arrogantly towards her, it's usually because he wants praise and affection.
If he is well-behaved and polite, it means he needs something from her.
If he dotes on and indulges her, it means he cares about her; if he yells at her sternly, it means he is disappointed in her.
Upon careful consideration and analysis, Zhu Qianying realized that Yan Shao, who had initially left her with the impression of a simple, two-dimensional character, had become a more complex, multifaceted, and multi-dimensional figure.
She found him adorable from every angle!
So, she's beyond saving.
After finally finishing the video conference, Yan Shao turned his gaze over and met her scrutinizing eyes.
"What's wrong? Are you swooning over a handsome guy again?"
As he spoke, without changing his gaze, he stood up and moved step by step toward the sofa. Once he sat down, he naturally pulled the person into his arms.
Zhu Qianying poked his chest, looking disgusted.
Do you know how to write the word "restraint"?
Young Master Yan shook his head, "I don't know!"
Before Zhu Qianying could ask anything else, Yan Shao countered, "Do you know what kind of person is reserved?"
Zhu Qianying could only shake her head, "I don't know!"
"Because I lack confidence in my abilities and feel I can't compete with others, I'm reserved. Because I lack confidence in my appearance and feel I'm not as handsome as others, I'm reserved."
Zhu Qianying was speechless in the face of his twisted logic.
Yan Shao seemed quite satisfied with her reaction. He lowered his head and kissed her lips. After releasing her, he asked in a slightly husky voice, "So, baby, do you think that someone as capable and handsome as your husband needs to be reserved?"
Zhu Qianying was too tired to complain anymore. She tilted her head, closed her eyes, and pretended to be dead in his arms.
Actually, admitting that I'm infatuated with him won't cause any problems.
But sometimes she just couldn't stand his smug and annoying attitude, like right now.
Yan Shao held her close, letting her pretend to be asleep in his arms. But as she pretended, she actually became drowsy. When she woke up, she felt the soft bed beneath her and thought she was in the study's lounge again.
But when you open your eyes, what you see is the bedroom furnishings.
She was sleeping so soundly that she didn't even realize he had carried her back from the study.
No wonder he always called her a pig!
But actually, she doesn't really sleep that deeply; it's just that she sleeps especially soundly whenever she's with Yan Shao.
Perhaps it was because, subconsciously, she had already decided that this man was someone she could rely on, so she could put herself in a deep sleep without any scruples or vigilance and without any sense of precaution.
This state can be described as dangerous.
But at the same time, it can also be said that it is a happy one.
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