"It's not a loss. What's mine is yours, and what's yours is still yours. In the end, I'm the one who loses out the most," Mo Jingchen said with a smile.
"Oh? So you regret it?" An Yiruo asked the deadly question again.
"What a joke. How could I possibly regret it? I'm overjoyed to have married a woman as beautiful as An'an." His words were filled with a strong desire to survive.
"That's more like it. Shall we go to your mother-in-law's house together later?" An Yiruo looked up at the clock on the wall; it was 7:30.
"Isn't it too late today? Besides, you haven't had dinner yet. Mom has definitely eaten by now. By the time we finish eating and go over, Mom will probably be resting."
Mo Jingchen felt that such a big matter could not be explained in just a few words.
If I say too much, I'll definitely disturb my mother-in-law's rest tonight. Besides, although she has had surgery and is recovering quite well, she's still not suited to staying up late, especially not when she's emotionally agitated.
Hearing his words, An Yiruo felt they made sense: "Then... tomorrow?"
"Okay. I'll go with you tomorrow," Mo Jingchen continued, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
I want to eat your cooking.
"Let's go buy groceries now."
As Mo Jingchen led An Yiruo out of the office, Assistant Zhou, somewhat surprised, stood up and said, "President, you'll be here in a moment..."
Mo Jingchen turned and gave Zhou's assistant a look that made him shut up immediately.
"Honey, do you have anything else to do?"
Seeing that Assistant Zhou looked like he wanted to say something but couldn't, An Yiruo couldn't help but ask.
Thinking that if he still had things to do, she could go home first.
"It's alright. Assistant Zhou will handle the rest."
Mo Jingchen gave Assistant Zhou a slightly warning look, signaling him not to say anything out of line.
In Zhou's eyes, Mo Jingchen was someone who thought, "I'm the CEO, so I have to go home and be with my wife. What's wrong with that?" Even if he had a problem with it, he had to put up with it.
Watching his boss leave, Assistant Zhou felt utterly miserable.
I thought to myself, if this continues, when will I ever find a girlfriend?
CEO, you need to assign me a girlfriend! I want a girlfriend!
After a brief grumble, I still have to sit in front of the computer, preparing for the upcoming online meeting.
After all, they were all big shots; he dared not be negligent!
"Honey, do you really not have any other plans for tonight? I can actually go home by myself."
In the car, An Yiruo turned to look at Mo Jingchen beside her, her eyes filled with worry.
"It's alright. Assistant Zhou receives such a high salary every year, so he should also contribute to the group."
"These are all minor matters; Assistant Zhou can handle them." Mo Jingchen gave her a reassuring look.
Having said that, An Yiruo was no longer worried, since she didn't understand the internal workings of their group.
The car stopped at the supermarket entrance. Mo Jingchen got out and pushed a shopping cart, holding An Yiruo's hand with the other.
"Push the cart carefully. Don't bump into anyone!" An Yiruo couldn't help but remind him as she looked at him.
"Don't worry, my driving skills are excellent," Mo Jingchen leaned down slightly and whispered in An Yiruo's ear in his deep voice.
For some reason, even though it was a very serious sentence, after hearing it, An Yiruo... imagined a completely different scene...
Her face flushed slightly without her noticing, and her cheeks felt hot...
"An'an, what are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?" Mo Jingchen asked with a probing look.
"N-nothing. Let's go, I'm starving," An Yiruo said, fanning herself with her hand as she walked forward, trying to cool down her face.
Mo Jingchen pursed his thin lips, wearing an expression that said, "I'm watching your performance." He pushed the stroller to keep up with his little wife's pace.
"Wait for me, honey."
The word "wife" caused the temperature, which had just dropped, to rise for a moment, forcing An Yiruo to leave quickly again!
"Beauty can be deceiving, beauty can be deceiving! Calm down, calm down! Huff, huff, huff," An Yiruo took a few deep breaths and walked towards the ingredients area.
After browsing around, I quickly selected the ingredients for tonight, paid the bill, and left.
Back home, Mo Jingchen took everything into the kitchen, then took off his watch and rolled up his shirt sleeves: "Honey, go play on the sofa for a while, dinner will be ready soon."
After finishing speaking, Mo Jingchen tied on his apron and turned to go into the kitchen.
An Yiruo, on the other hand, was curled up on the sofa, watching dramas on her tablet.
"Honey, you can wash your hands and eat now."
Upon hearing the sound, An Yiruo put away her tablet and headed straight for the restaurant.
The meal consisted of a standard four dishes and a soup, and just looking at them made it very appetizing.
"Honey, you're so virtuous," An Yiruo said, giving Mo Jingchen a thumbs up.
"I'm so virtuous, shouldn't I get a reward?"
As Mo Jingchen drew closer, his devilishly handsome face grew larger... An Yiruo reached out and pushed him away: "Ahem, um... I'm a little hungry. Let's eat first, let's eat."
An Yiruo didn't dare to look Mo Jingchen in the eye. She sat up straight, picked up her chopsticks, and sat there eating seriously.
Mo Jingchen smiled indulgently, then kissed An Yiruo's forehead before sitting down to eat.
He casually placed his apron on the back of a chair, and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.
The barely visible abs were, in An Yiruo's eyes at this moment, simply...too...desirable...
What's wrong with her today? Why is her head filled with...?
An Yiruo lowered her head and buried herself in her food, deciding not to look up at him again.
"An'an, if you lower your head any further, you'll be burying your head in your rice bowl in a minute," Mo Jingchen said, suppressing a laugh as he looked at his adorable wife.
An Yiruo ignored her and continued eating.
Mo Jingchen shook his head helplessly and picked up some food for An Yiruo: "Eat more."
Why eat more? Because eating more gives you energy... energy... to do...
At this moment, what came to An Yiruo's mind were these words that Mo Jingchen had once said...
She thought she must have gone mad today, completely mad.
An Yiruo finished her meal as quickly as possible, then ran back to the master bedroom as if fleeing. She closed the door, patted her slightly flushed cheeks, shook her head, and tried to clear all the absurd thoughts from her mind.
“An Yiruo, even though he is your husband, you can’t do this. Being infatuated with lust is wrong. It’s unacceptable!” An Yiruo muttered to herself in the room.
She didn't notice Mo Jingchen walking up behind her at all.
What is undesirable?
Mo Jingchen stood behind An Yiruo and posed a question that resonated deep within her soul.
"Huh? When did you come in? You startled me!"
An Yiruo was genuinely frightened, feeling like she had been caught doing something wrong. She patted herself to calm down.
"While you were talking to yourself... But... Mrs. Mo! Today... you're acting very strangely!"
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