Li Zixiao's face was covered in drool from his uncles' kisses. He wiped it away with a look of disgust, but his little eyes looked at his three uncles pitifully. His heart felt warm and cozy, as if he couldn't bear to leave.
This is what it feels like to be surrounded by family.
This feeling is wonderful.
When Gu Momo and Li Zixiao returned to the Rong family, they were warmly received.
Gu Momo not only received numerous property certificates from Rong's uncles, but also countless bank cards from the Rong family. Gu Momo didn't need any more, so she casually handed them over to Li Zixiao.
Our little Li Zixiao became rich overnight!
The night was as dark as ink. Li Zhanting sat upright at his desk, his sharp brows furrowed, his cold and imposing aura pressing down on him.
His long, slender fingers tapped the desk listlessly with a pen, his handsome face scrunched up, glancing nervously at his watch every now and then, as if anxiously waiting for something.
Mo Feng helped him organize the documents and kindly reminded him, "Master Ting, it's almost midnight, aren't you going to sleep yet?"
That's strange. Tonight, Tingye seems distracted, constantly staring at his phone and watch. What's he doing?
Li Zhanting glanced at him with his cold eyes, as if to say: Mind your own business.
Mo Feng shut up speechlessly. Master Ting…
Do you know that you look just like an empress waiting for the emperor's favor in the imperial harem?
Li Zhanting glanced at his watch again. So many hours had passed. He had helped Gu Momo with her work, hadn't Gu Momo shown any appreciation at all?
He helped her with something, so she should at least call to praise him, right? And compliment him a little, of course.
Or... if she finds him a nuisance, she could call and give him a piece of her mind.
For some reason, he felt uneasy and anxious when he didn't receive a call from Gu Momo tonight.
Seeing Li Zhanting's agitated and irritable appearance, Mo Feng couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Ting, are you lovesick?"
Li Zhanting: "...Get lost!"
"Alright, Mr. Ting!" That's exactly what I've been waiting for!
Mo Feng quickly slunk out to sleep, while Li Zhanting checked his watch one last time and finally couldn't resist taking out his phone to call Gu Momo.
That's it, he's like he's been poisoned, like a child begging for praise...
He wanted Gu Momo's praise.
At this moment, Gu Momo was sitting upright in front of her computer, discussing the world economic situation of that year with business tycoons in front of the screen.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
She picked up her phone and looked at it, raising an eyebrow in surprise. "Oh?"
This man actually called her at this time?
She casually put the phone to her ear, turned off the video conference on the screen, and gave a faint smile. "Mr. Ting, calling me at this hour, is something wrong?"
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