"Yes, I'm jealous."
Then, on the street, Si Shao and Mo Jingfei's hands, which were clasped together, suddenly tightened.
He turned to the side, lowered his head, and quickly kissed Mo Jingfei's lips.
The kiss was fleeting, like a dragonfly skimming the water, but its main purpose was to assert sovereignty.
"overbearing."
The fans who hadn't gone far behind couldn't help but scream when they saw their idol's love story unfold.
"Satisfied?" Mo Jingfei asked the man beside her, hearing the screams behind her.
"Yes, the effect is good, I'm very satisfied."
The two arrived at the restaurant hand in hand, and due to Mo Jingfei's status, they chose a private room.
"I'm going to eat your wallet out of house and home today!" Mo Jingfei said, glancing up at the man sitting across from her as she looked at the menu.
"Don't go easy on me," Si Shao said with a doting smile.
"Hmph, I won't show you any mercy!"
...
Unlike the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere between the two of them, An Yiruo has been extremely busy ever since Mo Jingfei was proposed to.
As the brand's popularity continues to rise, onirocritie's workload is also increasing.
During this period, many young faces joined the company, helping Onirocritie grow together.
Recently, orders for onirocritie have surged, and collaboration offers from clothing brands have been pouring in.
Therefore, brand innovation is of paramount importance.
Recently, An Yiruo has been preparing for the upcoming new series.
The new jewelry collection is divided into two categories, covering mid-to-high-end brand price points and catering to almost all customer needs.
Onirocritie Jewelry has grown rapidly in just a few years, becoming a legend in the industry.
"Wife, if this continues, I feel like my position is in jeopardy," Mo Jingchen said, bringing a glass of hot milk to An Yiruo's study.
"What do you mean by 'not in a position'?" An Yiruo looked up from a pile of blueprints and took the milk from Mo Jingchen's hand.
"If my wife's brand influence surpasses that of Mo's, then the little value I have left with you will be gone."
"What are you thinking? How can my little brand compare to the Mo family?" An Yiruo took a sip of milk and couldn't help but laugh when she heard Mo Jingchen's words.
"A rising star with a promising future."
"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Mo. If one day Onirocritie's influence surpasses that of the Mo family, I'll take care of you!" An Yiruo said jokingly to Mo Jingchen.
"No, I don't want to be a gigolo!"
"You can... live off a woman and still insist on it!"
"Hmph."
"Where's Xingxing? You're not busy today, go keep him company." An Yiruo's lips curled up slightly, but she held back from laughing out loud.
She changed the subject and brought up her son, Mo Yuchu.
"He's so old, does he still need me to accompany him?"
“He’s only a few years old! He’s still a child! Of course he needs his father’s company!” An Yiruo disagreed with Mo Jingchen’s words.
“He’s a boy. The first lesson a real man should learn is to be independent,” Mo Jingchen said seriously as he sat down and began to share his parenting philosophy.
"Fallacy."
"That's the truth. Wives are more delicate and need someone to keep them company. Honey, what else would you like to eat? I'll get it for you."
“It’s like your son was adopted,” An Yiruo couldn’t help but complain softly.
"Hmm. If you put it that way, there's nothing wrong with it. After all... it's buy one get one free!"
Buy one get one free? An Yiruo thought for a moment about what he meant by "buy one get one free".
This means that marrying her means giving away a son!
Since her son was a bonus, he was naturally less important than her, the main character.
This man! He really is...
An Yiru rolled her eyes at him and stopped discussing the matter with him.
"I want to eat fruit."
"Yes, ma'am." Having received the order, Mo Jingchen happily went to the kitchen to cut fruit for An Yiruo.
He was humming a song while cutting fruit, as if he had won the lottery.
"Dad, is there something good happening today?" Mo Yuchu, who came to the kitchen to pour water, couldn't help but twitch her lips when she saw her father's expression. She looked up at her father.
"There is good news."
"What is it?" Mo Yuchu asked curiously.
"Children don't need to know about adult matters." With that, Mo Jingchen picked up the fruit platter and turned to leave the kitchen.
Mo Yuchu was left standing there alone. Facing Mo Jingchen's departing figure, he picked up his little fist and punched it hard a few times in places that Mo Jingchen couldn't see.
"Adults who bully children are not good adults!" Mo Yuchu muttered to herself.
He dared not let Mo Jingchen hear it; after all, he was still afraid of his father…
Inside the study, An Yiruo was focused on drawing, while Mo Jingchen sat beside her, feeding her from time to time.
The president of the prestigious Mo Group handled this matter with remarkable ease and fluency.
“It’s over,” An Yiruo said, putting down her paintbrush and stretching her arms.
"Your shoulder hurts, let me massage it for you." Mo Jingchen got up, walked behind An Yiruo, and reached out to massage her shoulder.
"How much force?"
"Hmm, you can use a little more force."
Mo Jingchen increased the pressure on his hand: "And now?"
"Mmm, that feels good! I never knew you had such good cooking skills before."
"There's a lot you don't know. I'm a treasure trove, worth exploring further."
“I’ve never seen anyone so narcissistic, especially not to the extent you are,” An Yiruo rolled her eyes at him.
"One who stays near ink gets stained black."
Just as An Yiruo was enjoying Mo Jingchen's services, there was a knock on the door.
"Mom, can I come in?" Mo Yuchu opened the door a crack and peeked into the study.
"Of course, honey."
Mo Yuchu walked in and went straight to An Yiruo's side. There was no smile on her face; instead, she looked a little aggrieved and scared.
"Xingxing, what's wrong?"
"Mom, I had a nightmare, I was so scared of the stars. Can you sleep with me tonight?" Mo Yuchu looked at An Yiruo with longing, hoping for a positive answer.
“Of course, let’s go, Mom will sleep with you,” An Yiruo agreed without even thinking.
Mo Jingchen, standing behind him, was frowning, looking rather unhappy.
However, Mo Yuchu had already led An Yiruo by the hand to the door of the study.
Just before leaving, Mo Yuchu didn't forget to make a face at Mo Jingchen behind him, out of An Yiruo's sight, to show his victorious attitude.
It's like saying, "Come and hit me! But you can't! I'm so mad! I'm so mad! Hehehe~"
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