When the car stopped downstairs at Xinghai Bay, it was already late at night. The person next to me was fast asleep, and I could hear her even breathing.
"Mr. Mo..." The driver looked at Mo Jingchen in the rearview mirror, but before he could speak, Mo Jingchen gestured for him to be quiet.
Upon seeing this, the driver immediately shut up.
Mo Jingchen looked at the person leaning against him, smiled and shook his head, and said softly, "Little lazybones, we're home."
He then opened the car door and carefully carried the person in his arms home.
Hearing the sound of the door lock turning, Uncle Wang walked to the doorway and saw his young master holding his sleeping mistress.
"Young master, you're back. Would you like Aunt Li to make some late-night snacks?"
Shh. We'll talk about it later.
Mo Jingchen carried her all the way back to the master bedroom and gently placed her on the large bed.
The person on the bed was sleeping soundly. Mo Jingchen stood by the bed and couldn't help but take a few more glances.
He gently brushed the stray hairs from her cheek, lightly kissed her forehead, and tiptoed out of the room.
"Young Master."
"Prepare coffee for me and take it to the study."
"Young Master, drinking coffee at this time... I'm afraid..."
"It's alright. I've been delayed by some work these past few days. There's a multinational conference tonight, and it's in a different time zone. Assistant Zhou can't handle it."
After giving his instructions, Mo Jingchen went directly to his study.
After preparing the coffee, Uncle Wang also prepared some snacks for his young master, worried that the coffee would cause him stomach pain.
The next morning, An Yiruo woke up and habitually reached out her hand, only to find nothing.
The temperature beside me was cool, and the sheets were perfectly smooth, without a single wrinkle or sign of having been slept on.
An Yiruo wondered, "Did this person not sleep at all last night?"
Filled with curiosity, An Yiruo threw off the covers and got out of bed. Not finding her slippers, she walked around the room barefoot.
Unable to find anyone, they decided to go out and look for them.
As soon as she opened the door, she bumped right into Mo Jingchen.
An Yiruo covered her forehead, then looked at Mo Jingchen's clothes, which were still the same ones he wore yesterday: "You...didn't you sleep last night?"
"No, there was a meeting last night, and Assistant Zhou couldn't handle it."
After saying that, Mo Jingchen saw An Yiruo standing there barefoot through the lenses of his gold-rimmed glasses.
He frowned slightly: "Why aren't you wearing shoes?"
He then picked An Yiruo up horizontally, and the sudden lift caused An Yiruo to instinctively grip Mo Jingchen's neck tightly.
Mo Jingchen's lips curled up slightly as he walked into the room and settled An Yiruo down on the bedside.
"I couldn't find my slippers. And I didn't see you when I woke up," An Yiruo said, her voice slightly aggrieved as she lowered her head.
"I was in a meeting all night, and it was already getting light when I finished. I was worried that coming back would disturb your rest, so I didn't come back."
Mo Jingchen knelt down in front of An Yiruo and patiently spoke. Then, he spoke again:
"I carried you straight home last night, your slippers should be downstairs. Don't run around, the ground is cold. I'll go downstairs to get your slippers."
"Thank you, honey," An Yiruo said with a sweet smile.
After putting her slippers back on, An Yiruo was pulled downstairs by Mo Jingchen to have breakfast.
At the dining table, An Yiruo took a sip of porridge and looked at Mo Jingchen: "Don't you need to catch up on sleep today?"
"No, I have something to do at the company, I need to go there."
Mo Jingchen elegantly sipped his coffee while watching financial news.
"Drinking coffee on an empty stomach first thing in the morning? Don't you want a stomach like that? Have some porridge." An Yiruo scooped a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Mo Jingchen.
"Yes, my dear wife."
Mo Jingchen put down his coffee, picked up the bowl of porridge as if it were a precious treasure, and drank it with relish.
Uncle Wang, standing to the side, simply couldn't bear to look at his young master's fawning behavior.
What are An'an's plans for today?
"I don't have any plans; I'll most likely be drawing at home."
"profound."
That voice? It sounds a bit... disappointed?
"Are you going to be very busy today? How about I bring you lunch?"
"Okay, thank you, honey."
An Yiru rolled her eyes inwardly...
Having been away from the company for several days, Mo Jingchen was immediately stopped at the door by Assistant Zhou and several managers, who reported on his work over the past few days.
The group followed behind Mo Jingchen, handing over documents one by one, which Assistant Zhou accepted one by one.
Just before entering the president's office, he turned to his assistant, Zhou, and said, "By the way, you don't need to order lunch for me today. The president's wife is coming to deliver a special lunch to me."
After saying that, Mo Jingchen strode into the office with his long legs, leaving Assistant Zhou outside the door... feeling like he was being fed dog food!
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at my boss... Not only did I have a ton of work to do this early in the morning, but I also had to endure this PDA!
Good heavens! He can't keep doing this job!
In Xinghai Bay, after having breakfast, An Yiruo first discussed the dishes for today's lunch with Aunt Li, and then stayed in the living room to draw.
However, An Yiruo seemed out of sorts this morning, and she wasn't very satisfied with the drawings she produced.
"Aunt Li, is the food ready?"
"Young Madam, everything is ready. Would you like to eat at home, or at the company with the young master?"
An Yiruo turned her slightly stiff neck, thinking that eating alone would be boring, so she might as well go and eat with Mo Jingchen.
"I'm going to the company to have dinner with Mo Jingchen."
"Okay, young mistress." Aunt Li had guessed this would be the result, and turned around to bring two lunch boxes, one pink and one blue.
"Young Madam, the lunchbox is ready."
"So fast!" An Yiruo then looked up at the clock on the wall; it was time to set off.
"Uncle Wang, tell Xiao Zhang that we're going to the Mo family."
"Yes, young mistress."
By the time An Yiruo got into the car heading to the Mo Group, it was already 11 o'clock. Calculating the time, she should be able to catch the Mo Group's lunch break.
Meanwhile, in the president's office of the Mo Group, when the clock struck eleven, Mo Jingchen was already getting restless, thinking about his An'an... why hadn't she arrived yet?
However, out of consideration for his pride, he didn't dare to call and ask further.
If An'an isn't ready yet, or if something unexpected happens to An'an on the way...
No, no, no, these consequences are beyond his capacity to bear.
So all he can do is... wait quietly...
The clock stopped at 11:30. A sound came from outside the door. Mo Jingchen was delighted, the corners of his mouth turned up, he straightened his clothes, and pretended to be busy with work.
However, the person who came was not his An'an, but Assistant Zhou!
"President, are you sure you don't need me to order lunch for you?"
"No need, get out."
Faced with his boss's inexplicable anger, Assistant Zhou slunk out of the president's office.
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