"Let's not. He didn't even see us."
If they bumped into each other in the mall, An Yiruo would still greet him. However, she was less inclined to go into the store specifically to say hello.
"Okay, let's go then."
As they pushed open the door, a blast of cool air swept in, and both of them instinctively pulled their coats tighter around themselves.
Xiao Zhang received a call from An Yiruo in advance, and his car was already parked at the entrance of the mall.
"Yuanyuan, get in the car."
"No, I have something to do later. See you at work."
After saying that, Zhang Yuanyuan and An Yiru waved to each other and walked in another direction.
After getting into the car, An Yiruo said to Xiao Zhang, "Let's go to the company."
"Yes, young mistress."
An Yiruo's decision to go to the Mo Group was a spur-of-the-moment thing. She figured she'd be bored at home, so she might as well go and see what Mo Jingchen was up to.
Besides, there shouldn't be many people at the company on weekends.
Xiao Zhang parked his car not far from the Mo's Building, and An Yiru walked over.
Just as she expected, there were basically no employees in the company.
Enter the elevator and head straight to the top floor.
Upon seeing An Yiruo, Assistant Zhou was momentarily stunned, but quickly regained his professional demeanor: "Madam, the president is in a meeting."
"It's okay, no need to tell him I'm here. I'll wait in his office."
"Okay, call me anytime if you need anything."
An Yiruo pushed open the door to Mo Jingchen's office and went inside.
The spotless desk, with its neatly arranged documents, mirrored the very person Mo Jingchen.
An Yiruo opened the food delivery app and ordered two cups of coffee and some snacks.
When they were almost there, An Yiruo went out to get it and passed by Assistant Zhou's workstation, giving him a copy.
"Assistant Zhou, thank you for your hard work. You're still working overtime on the weekend."
"Thank you, madam. It's my duty."
Although he said that on the surface, Assistant Zhou was actually very excited and happy inside.
He really wanted to take a picture and post it on social media after being fed by the CEO's wife. But... the circumstances didn't allow it.
The CEO of his company hasn't been publicly identified!
Mo Jingchen, who had just come out of the conference room, frowned slightly as he saw Assistant Zhou sitting at his workstation eating.
He ignored him and went straight into the office.
Just as he was about to walk over to his desk, he noticed a small figure sitting on the sofa, looking at him with a sweet smile.
"When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me?"
Mo Jingchen smiled and quickly walked to the sofa, sitting down next to An Yiruo.
"I've been here for a while. Assistant Zhou said you were in a meeting, so he didn't want to disturb you. He decided to come here and wait for you."
As An Yiruo spoke, she took out coffee and snacks from the bag.
"For you."
"Only mine?"
"Hmm... not really. I also ordered one for Assistant Zhou."
Mo Jingchen recalled that when he returned, Assistant Zhou was eating out, and it turned out that An An had bought the food. He felt a little unhappy.
"Don't you like it?" An Yiruo asked, looking at Mo Jingchen's expression.
"I don't dislike it. It's just a bit of a shame that I'm not the first person to have An An's coffee."
An Yiruo burst out laughing, thinking to herself, "Why does this man still have the temperament of a child?"
“But this cup of yours is filled with my love for you,” An Yiruo said, turning closer to Mo Jingchen and looking up at him.
Mo Jingchen lowered his head and gently kissed An Yiruo's lips, then took a sip of coffee and said, "Mmm, both the coffee and you are sweet."
"Have a little snack too, drinking coffee alone is bad for your stomach."
"My wife feeds me."
An Yiruo felt slightly helpless, but she still did as she was told.
Mo Jingchen took a bite of the cookie An Yiruo handed him, feeling quite satisfied.
"The battle went poorly today?"
When Mo Jingchen came in, he saw a lone bag next to the sofa armrest, guessing that she hadn't bought anything she wanted.
"Hmm, there aren't any suitable ones."
"What would An'an like to buy? I wonder if I could have the honor of helping her?"
"It's nothing really. It's just that the end of the year is approaching and the company's annual party is coming up, so I want to buy a formal dress to wear to the party."
After An Yiruo finished speaking, she handed Mo Jingchen a cookie.
"I'll have someone prepare a few and send them to your home. See if there's anything you like."
"Okay, sure. But... won't it be too much trouble?"
"No," Mo Jingchen said, then gave An Yiruo a tap on the forehead.
"Mo Jingchen! You're here again!"
"Sit and play for a while, and I'll take you out to eat when I'm done with my work."
"good."
Mo Jingchen returned to his desk and diligently handled his official duties, while An Yiruo curled up on the sofa and played on her phone...
After reading the last document, Mo Jingchen looked up at the wall clock; it was 4:30.
An Yiruo remained curled up on the sofa, playing on her phone.
Mo Jingchen stood up, unbuttoned his suit jacket, walked over to An Yiruo, sat down next to her, and pulled her into his arms.
"An'an, shall we go eat?"
"Okay, are you done with your work?"
"Okay, I'll spend some quality time with you at home tomorrow."
"What shall we eat?" An Yiruo asked, leaning against Mo Jingchen's chest.
"Hot pot?" Mo Jingchen tentatively suggested, based on An Yiruo's taste.
"Okay, let's go."
This time, unlike last time, An Yiru thoughtfully ordered a hot pot with two broths...
It has to be said that Mo Jingchen's efficiency is truly remarkable.
The next day, a whole row of formal dresses appeared in the Xinghai Bay living room.
"Go and see if there's anything you like. If not, have them bring another batch."
An Yiruo stepped forward, looking at the various dresses in front of her, and finally her gaze fell on a black spaghetti strap dress.
"Do you like this?" Mo Jingchen got up and walked to her side. Seeing that An Yiruo's eyes were fixed on the black dress, he asked.
"Hmm, it looks pretty good."
"Give it a try."
An Yiruo took the dress, went to the guest room on the first floor, changed her clothes, and came out again. The staff all praised An Yiruo's good figure.
The black dress accentuated An Yiruo's fair skin, and the fishtail design perfectly highlighted her figure.
A chain-like belt hangs casually at the waist. Although the dress is formal, it's not extravagant. It suits An Yiruo's aesthetic.
Paired with a pair of strappy high-heeled sandals, she appeared even taller.
"Madam, you look absolutely stunning in this dress," a staff member complimented.
An Yiruo didn't completely believe what they said, and instead turned her gaze to Mo Jingchen.
Is it pretty?
"It looks good, I'll take this one."
"Yes, Mr. Mo."
After finishing their explanation, the staff packed the remaining formal wear into boxes and left Xinghai Bay.
"I knew I shouldn't have gone out shopping. I spent two days looking around and still couldn't find anything suitable. But then the CEO of Mo Da made a phone call and solved my problem."
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