Thinking of this, Gu Wanting decided to buy An Yiru a few bags in a few days to reward her hardworking daughter-in-law.
On the other side, little Mo Yuchu sat on a chair with his legs not yet touching the ground, his two little legs swinging leisurely on the chair.
A hamburger in one hand and a Coke in the other, it's just too good to be true!
At the Mo Group, An Yiruo followed Mo Jingchen to his office.
However, although she said she was there to accompany him at work, in reality, An Yiruo was just sitting in Mo Jingchen's office drawing pictures by herself.
An Yiruo didn't see Mo Jingchen at all all morning.
He's either in a meeting or on his way to one.
But that's good too. In the quiet space, without Mo Jingchen's disturbance, she can concentrate more on drawing.
At 11:30 a.m., Assistant Zhou knocked on the door.
"Enter."
"Madam, the president's meeting will take a while to finish. He was worried you might be hungry, so he specifically instructed me to bring you some food."
After finishing speaking, Assistant Zhou placed the bag in his hand next to the table where An Yiruo was.
"Thank you, Assistant Zhou."
"Madam, you're too kind. It's all I should do," Assistant Zhou nodded slightly and left the president's office.
She was alone in the room again.
Opening the takeout bag, I found it contained two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, all home-style cooking.
However, it looks very appetizing.
I wonder if Mo Jingchen has eaten yet, but then I realize he's still in a meeting and probably doesn't have time to eat. I'm once again deeply impressed by the hardships of being a group president.
After finishing her meal, An Yiruo was already feeling sleepy, and having not slept all night at the hospital, her upper and lower eyelids were drooping, making her feel extremely tired.
The lounge was some distance away, and she was too lazy to move, so she simply lay down on the sofa, found a comfortable spot, and fell asleep.
When Mo Jingchen returned, this was the scene he saw.
The woman on the sofa was fast asleep, but seemed to be a little cold, as she curled up.
The takeout on the coffee table was half-eaten and hadn't been cleared away yet. It's obvious the person was extremely tired.
Mo Jingchen shook his head helplessly, tidied up the takeout box, and went to the lounge to get a pair of blankets.
He gently covered An Yiruo with the blanket, worried about waking her.
I gently asked An Yiruo, who was sleeping, and she seemed to sense it. She twisted her body, turned over, and continued sleeping.
Mo Jingchen gently stroked An Yiruo's nose with his finger, then whispered, "Little lazy cat."
When An Yiruo slowly woke up on the sofa, she glanced at the sky outside the French windows and saw that it was already getting dark.
I glanced at the wall clock; it was already 4:30.
Unexpectedly, I slept for more than four hours.
He stretched and felt the blanket covering him. As if remembering something, he sat up.
Looking at the man sitting at the desk, who was wearing his gold-rimmed glasses and looking at her through the lenses.
"woke up?"
"Hmm, when did you get back? Why didn't you wake me up?"
An Yiruo got up and walked towards Mo Jingchen.
"You were sleeping so soundly, so I didn't want to wake you."
Mo Jingchen reached out and pulled An Yiruo into his arms, making her sit on his lap. He smoothed her slightly disheveled hair.
"Didn't you rest for a while?"
"No, there's a lot going on at the company today."
"Okay, that must have been tough," An Yiruo said, sitting on Mo Jingchen's lap and pinching his cheek.
“Making money for my wife isn’t hard work at all. What do you want to eat tonight? Let’s go out to eat.”
"Go out to eat? What about Xingxing?"
"Mom went to Biyunting today. She had a great time with Grandma, so don't worry," Mo Jingchen said casually, his arm tightening slightly.
"I feel so bad for Mom. I wonder what kind of trouble this little devil has gotten into for Grandma this time," An Yiruo said with a helpless smile.
"Never mind him, we should cherish this precious time for just the two of us."
"How about... we go eat hot pot?"
"You really are a hotpot-headed person!" Mo Jingchen lightly tapped An Yiruo's head with his finger.
"Because hot pot is delicious! Hehe."
After finishing their hotpot meal, the two did not immediately return to Biyunting.
Instead, they went shopping at the mall like other couples.
In the luxury store, An Yiruo went on a shopping spree, and Mo Jingchen paid the bill.
Whether it was the sales staff in the store or passersby, everyone cast envious glances at her.
"Queen An, how did you feel tonight?" Mo Jingchen, who was carrying bags and bags of An Yiruo's spoils, suddenly asked from behind.
"Hmm...that feels good. So this is what it feels like to be the female lead."
At this moment, An Yiruo seemed to understand why everyone wanted to be the emperor.
Having money in hand, power in hand, and a beautiful woman in your arms—these are the three great joys of life.
Mo Jingchen smiled indulgently and didn't say anything more.
"Let's go home. We're not going to shop anymore."
"Not going to shop anymore?"
"Okay, I'm not going shopping anymore. I miss my son."
When the two returned home, they saw the little devil in the house coaxing Gu Wanting to buy him things.
"Grandma, Xingxing really likes this tablet. But Dad won't buy it for me. Grandma, can you buy one for Xingxing? I promise I won't play games on it."
Mo Yuchu shook Gu Wanting's arm and said in a coquettish tone.
"Mo Yuchu!" Mo Jingchen frowned and sternly reprimanded his son, looking at his appearance.
"Dad, Mom, Dad, you're back! Xingxing missed you so much. Did you think of Xingxing today?"
Mo Yuchu's eyes darted around, and she stepped off the sofa with her small legs, running towards Mo Jingchen and An Yiruo with a smile.
It makes it impossible for you to get angry.
"Mo Yuchu, don't try to get away with this! What were you doing just now! Why were you asking Grandma for things again!"
Mo Jingchen pulled him away and said sternly.
"Dad! Grandma's still here! Give me some face," Mo Yuchu whispered in his ear.
"No. Do you have to be punished for doing something wrong? If you want a tablet, you can tell me, but you can't ask Grandma for it."
"I understand, Dad. I was wrong, and I won't do it again. Please forgive me this time."
"This is a one-time exception. Come to my study later, I'll check your homework. If you make a single mistake, you won't get the tablet."
"I see."
Although Mo Yuchu verbally yielded, she was actually quite resentful.
But when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. He's still young; he can't fight city hall. Oh well, just accept it.
"Jingchen, talk to Xingxing nicely. She's just a kid; she's curious about new things and things that are boring."
Besides, all the other children have them, but Xingxing doesn't. He must be so sad to see them playing with them!
Gu Wanting got up from the sofa and walked towards them.
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