"You stingy little thing, hmph!"
"Since you made a wish under the fireworks, I also hope that the fireworks will reach the stars and all your wishes will come true!" Mo Jingchen hugged An Yiruo from behind, wrapping her in his coat, worried that she would be cold.
"Yes, we hope that in the new year, all our wishes will be fulfilled and our paths will be smooth."
The two stood in the square, under the romantic fireworks, and celebrated the Lantern Festival with a sense of ceremony.
...
Lu Ze's new season fashion show officially started today. Backstage, models were busy getting their makeup done. After their makeup was done, they were led by staff to put on the latest season's clothing and jewelry.
"Yuanyuan, double-check our jewelry to make sure there are no problems," An Yiruo instructed Zhang Yuanyuan, who was standing next to her, from backstage.
"Okay, don't worry. Be careful too. If you get tired, go sit down for a while, okay?" Zhang Yuanyuan looked at her worriedly before leaving, giving her advice like an elder.
"Okay, go ahead."
At this moment, there are five minutes left before the show officially begins.
"Junior sister, how is it? Don't you feel that the atmosphere is both tense and exciting?" Lu Ze walked up to An Yiruo and stood next to her.
"I was really nervous. It was my first time participating in this kind of show in this capacity, and I was worried that I wouldn't do well."
An Yiruo was on edge at that moment, concentrating intently on every tiny detail.
"Relax, you won't be nervous after participating a few more times. By the way, Jingchen didn't come today?"
"He has a meeting at his company and can't get away right away."
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a terrible husband!" Lu Ze said sarcastically, as if trying to sow discord between the two of them.
"Senior brother, your Yuanyuan is working under me now, aren't you afraid... I'll whisper some rumors about you one of these days?"
Having worked in the industry for so long, An Yiruo is no longer the timid and naive girl she once was.
"Junior sister, I was just saying it casually, don't take it seriously! As for Yuanyuan, please be lenient with her!"
Lu Ze was just joking; he was doing this to ease An Yiruo's emotions at his brother's request.
If Zhang Yuanyuan misunderstands him because of this, then he has truly shot himself in the foot! It's a losing proposition!
"Hmm, no problem, no problem," An Yiruo replied with a forced smile.
A few casual words eased An Yiruo's tension and brought her back to normal, and the fashion show officially began.
Models entered in waves, and the backstage area was bustling with activity.
Because the models only had five minutes to change clothes!
An Yiruo watched the models wearing the jewelry she designed on the big screen backstage and suddenly felt a sense of pride.
Near the end, designers Lu Ze and An Yiruo went on stage together to share their design concepts before taking a perfect bow with the models.
The show concluded perfectly.
"Congratulations, designer An Yiruo."
Mo Jingchen appeared backstage at the fashion show, holding a bouquet of flowers. He presented the flowers to his princess.
"Today is Lu Ze's show, I'm just an embellishment," An Yiruo said, accepting the flowers with a slightly embarrassed air, not daring to take credit.
"That's already great." Mo Jingchen walked over and gently patted An Yiruo's head, his eyes full of affection.
"Mo Jingchen, go show your love somewhere else!" Lu Ze said, holding Zhang Yuanyuan's hand and looking at the two people in front of him with a look of disgust.
"Hmph, you won't let me show off, so what are you doing?" Mo Jingchen glanced at Lu Ze and Zhang Yuanyuan's hands, which were clasped tightly together.
"I can't stand you!" With his girlfriend standing next to him, Lu Ze had to put on a good show and couldn't be too cowardly!
"Then let's go." After saying that, Mo Jingchen took An Yiruo's hand and planned to take her to celebrate.
"There's a celebration banquet later, aren't you coming, Junior Sister?"
"Do you want to go?" Mo Jingchen lowered his head and softly asked An Yiruo for her opinion.
"I don't want to go." At this moment, An Yiruo wanted to share this joy with Mo Jingchen.
"Then let's not go. Let's go."
The two walked out of the venue hand in hand and sat in the back seat of Mo Jingchen's familiar Rolls-Royce.
"Are you done with your work?" An Yiruo asked Mo Jingchen, fiddling with the flowers in her hands and smelling their fragrance.
"I'm glad I finished my work and made it in time to send you flowers. Otherwise, I would have regrets in my life."
The driver in front, hearing his boss speak in that tone, rolled his eyes in surprise and pursed his lips.
"That's an exaggeration!" An Yiruo said, but she was clearly pleased inside. A smile played on her lips; she was in a good mood.
"Going out for dinner?"
"good."
After dinner, back at Xinghai Bay, Mo Jingchen went to his study to work, while An Yiruo played by herself in the bedroom.
Perhaps because Onirocritie's debut was so successful today, An Yiruo was very excited tonight and couldn't fall asleep no matter how much she tossed and turned in bed.
Not wanting to be alone in the bedroom, she got out of bed and ran barefoot to Mo Jingchen's study.
When she entered the room, she didn't notice what Mo Jingchen was doing and ran straight over to sit on his lap.
"Honey, I can't sleep."
Mo Jingchen quickly turned the computer around and said in a slightly helpless yet indulgent tone, "Sorry, I need to go and put my wife to sleep first. The meeting is suspended for today."
After saying that, he closed the laptop completely and looked at An Yiruo with a smile.
"Are you in a meeting?" An Yiruo realized belatedly after hearing his words. She had just interrupted his meeting.
"Um."
Mo Jingchen followed the gaze and saw An Yiruo's feet, frowning: "Why aren't you wearing shoes?"
"I wanted to come find you quickly, so I forgot to wear it," An Yiruo said, placing her hands on Mo Jingchen's shoulders.
"Ouch, that hurts~", An Yiruo rubbed her shoulder, frowned, and looked at Mo Jingchen with displeasure.
"As punishment, if you don't wear shoes next time... I'll spank you!"
"How old am I? Why would I need to be spanked?" An Yiru pouted, her expression clearly unhappy.
"That way you'll remember and put on your shoes next time. Otherwise, what if you catch a cold? Pregnant women can't take any medication casually. You'll be the one who suffers then."
Your pain breaks my heart.
Mo Jingchen pinched An Yiruo's slightly chubby cheeks and patiently explained.
"I know you'll carry me back since you're here."
"You're so naughty, just because I spoil you!" Mo Jingchen gently stroked An Yiruo's nose, seemingly with affection but also with helplessness.
"So...you don't want to spoil me anymore?"
"Spoiling you is the most important thing in my life. Come on, let me carry you back to your room."
Mo Jingchen carried An Yiruo in his arms from the study back to the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.
"Can't sleep? Want me to coax you? Hmm?" Mo Jingchen's voice lingered in her ears, seemingly possessing a magical power that sent shivers down her spine, giving her a tingling, electric sensation.
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