Chapter Six
Sure enough, by 8:30 in the morning, the company's gossip group was already in complete chaos.
Everyone is speculating about what could have caused the workaholic CEO to take another day off.
The gossip group was flooded with messages, with over 99 messages appearing in less than 30 seconds.
Lin Hexuan sent out a notification.
"Please refrain from making unfounded speculations and focus on your work."
But such ineffective warnings only made the gossip-loving masses even more excited.
Moreover, they haven't officially arrived at their work hours yet, and some employees are still commuting.
No matter how crowded the subway or how congested the roads are, nothing can suppress their gossipy hearts.
At Jingjiang Garden, father-in-law Mo Ningchuan was having a long talk with his son-in-law, and the two chatted for the entire morning.
Tea was served continuously.
Mo Ningchuan specially brewed the new tea that Huo Yuzheng had brought, and praised it from time to time during their conversation.
Mo Wansheng casually lay on the rattan chair next to her, not caring about her image at all. These two people were incredibly boring to her, and she was scrolling through her phone haphazardly.
Occasionally, she would glance at the two people who seemed to have no end to their conversation.
They're all businessmen, no wonder.
Their words were impeccable, and they flattered each other.
Decent.
But it's also hypocritical.
Although this hypocrisy may not be a deliberate pretense between them, it is an invisible shackle that the two businessmen have voluntarily put on themselves after experiencing many things.
She had no energy to participate and fell asleep while scrolling through her phone.
By the time Mo Ningchuan called her, it was already lunchtime.
After a light meal, the two sat together on wooden chairs in the tea room and began a long chat.
Mo Wansheng gently pinched her temples, and she followed them into the tea room.
I had planned to stay for a while, but I had no patience to stay any longer.
She interrupted, saying, "I don't understand what you're talking about either, so I'll go back to my room to rest."
After receiving Mo Ningchuan's nod, she ran away in a flash.
My bedroom, which I hadn't lived in for a long time, remained exactly the same, without any changes.
There was almost no dust, so it seems to be cleaned regularly.
After starting university, Mo Wansheng insisted on moving out on her own.
Mo Ningchuan couldn't do anything about her either.
Finally, she chose a prime location to open the dessert shop. After making some money, she bought an apartment in Jingyuan, not far from Douceur, and moved in by herself.
She has grown up.
So she didn't want to live with her stubborn old man at all.
Mo Wansheng's mother passed away early. Mo Ningchuan doted on his daughter, but he was also busy with work and neglected to take care of her.
Mo Ningchuan doesn't criticize her much. As long as she behaves well in front of others, he will find ways to pamper her when he gets home.
She successfully established the image of a gentle and well-mannered young lady in public, but at home, Mo Wansheng's willful and unruly nature was cultivated.
Mo Wansheng paced back and forth in the bedroom. The red and black poster of the Phantom Thieves on the wall was framed and well-preserved.
She stopped in front of the poster.
Two years ago, "Blueberry Cake" recommended this game, and she got hooked within minutes of playing it.
Mo Wansheng tiptoed and took the handle from the shelf next to her.
She's having a gaming addiction.
Cast your screen and start playing!
Because I hadn't played for so long, the screen kept flashing "miss" repeatedly.
The top right corner is urging the protagonist to aim carefully.
Her attack ended in failure at the very beginning.
The smile on Mo Wansheng's face disappeared.
She focused intently on pressing the control keys, slowly adjusting the rhythm, trying to match the rhythm of the monster on the screen.
The method taught to her by "blueberry cake" echoed in her mind.
"Don't rush. Observe first."
"weak!"
Mo Wansheng immediately started dancing with joy, swaying her upper body triumphantly.
Sure enough, she just hadn't played in a long time.
Still immersed in her joy, she was completely unaware that Huo Yuzheng had already arrived at the door of the room.
Every little expression and movement of hers was captured.
Huo Yuzheng did not interrupt her immediately. He waited until she had cleared the monster in front of her before gently knocking on the door.
It's time for dinner.
Mo Wansheng didn't even notice who had come; she just gave a weak "oh."
She habitually crossed her legs, stretched out her arms, and held the handle in her hand, as if imitating a diver, before plunging headfirst into the bed.
Then, she turned to look at the intruder at the door.
It's Huo Yuzheng.
She was so comfortable and at ease at home that she completely forgot about him.
Mo Wansheng quickly threw the controller in her hand onto the bedding beside her, straightened up immediately, put on her slippers, and got out of bed.
She walked to the bedroom door as if nothing had happened and said calmly, "Let's go."
If her father had seen what she just did, he would have scolded her again.
At the dinner table, Mo Wansheng was engrossed in her work.
She filled her mouth with a generous amount of food and rice to escape the boring conversation.
Mo Ningchuan: "Xiao Sheng, Xiao Huo, why don't you stay here tonight? I just had Xiao Sheng's room cleaned today."
Mo Wansheng put down her chopsticks, raised her head, and stared at Mo Ningchuan with wide eyes in disbelief.
Her father still had a smile on his face.
The food in my mouth suddenly lost its flavor.
She quickly explained, "Dad, Yuzheng has to go to work tomorrow, so please don't insist that he stay."
Mo Wansheng glanced at Huo Yuzheng sitting to the side, but he didn't react.
She even took the initiative to approach him last time, but this blockhead remained unmoved.
She didn't want to force him to sleep in the same room as her.
Mo Ningchuan ignored Mo Wansheng and simply smiled at his son-in-law.
Huo Yuzheng remained calm as he put down his bowl and chopsticks. "Thank you for your trouble, Dad."
"That's right! Just make yourself at home."
Mo Wansheng's gaze darted between the two men, wondering what was going on.
She had clearly given him an out; if he had just said he was busy tomorrow, his father certainly wouldn't have made things difficult for Huo Yuzheng.
Is this the right direction?
She felt like she'd been set up.
She was preoccupied throughout the meal.
Mo Ningchuan stood up first and patted Huo Yuzheng lightly, "You guys get some rest. I'll have the driver come tomorrow." He also winked at Mo Wansheng.
Her facial muscles froze completely; what was this old man up to?
Huo Yuzheng: "Thank you, Dad."
Finally, reluctantly, she followed Huo Yuzheng back to the bedroom, dawdling along.
As soon as she entered the bedroom, she closed the door.
Mo Wansheng raised her head slightly, her face serious. "Don't worry. I have no interest in someone as bland as you."
Huo Yuzheng: "Where is the bathroom?"
He seemed completely oblivious to what Mo Wansheng was saying.
Mo Wansheng was so angry that she almost ground her back teeth to powder; this person's speech was always so erratic.
She pointed to a corner in the bedroom, "Turn right in."
"Wait," she called out to Huo Yuzheng again.
Huo Yuzheng stopped and looked at her, waiting for Mo Wansheng to speak.
She always says what she thinks, "What are you wearing?"
Huo Yuzheng silently pointed to the wardrobe next to Mo Wansheng.
She suddenly pulled open the wardrobe, only to find that half of it was filled with neatly folded brand-new men's clothing.
So all that her father did was to ensure his precious son-in-law could move in successfully.
Mo Wansheng said with a hint of annoyance, "My dad told you? I had no idea."
Huo Yuzheng: "Yes, he told me about staying in the afternoon."
The cabinet door slammed shut. It turned out that Mo Ningchuan's talk about staying at dinner was her father informing her.
Is this Mo Wansheng's father or Huo Yuzheng's father?
When Huo Yuzheng goes to work tomorrow, she will definitely settle accounts with Mo Ningchuan.
Huo Yuzheng: "You go first."
Mo Wansheng gave a soft snort, took out her pajamas from the closet, and walked into the bathroom without looking back.
Since he had so sincerely offered it to her, she mercifully complied with his wishes; she wouldn't be polite to others on her own turf.
The steam from the bathroom flushed her cheeks, and the bubbles in the bathtub crowded together.
Rupture, regeneration.
She stayed in the bathroom for a long time, until her fingertips were swollen from being soaked, before she finally got out of the bathtub.
She's been thinking about it for a month, and she still can't figure it out.
The value and significance of this marriage.
Huo Yuzheng said it was simply a matter of convenience, a mutually beneficial arrangement.
Mo Ningchuan felt that this son-in-law was of excellent character and a rare good man.
She made the hasty decision because she was reasonably attractive and didn't want to go on blind dates.
Looking back now, they never actually consummated their marriage.
They are the least like husband and wife strangers.
As for Huo Yuzheng, she couldn't figure him out.
Mo Wansheng walked out of the bathroom and her gaze fell on Huo Yuzheng, who was leaning against the small sofa.
He was dozing off with his eyes slightly closed.
She gazed intently into his eyes; his eyelashes were very long.
Hearing the rustling noise, he opened his eyes, his deep black eyes showing a hint of weariness.
"I'm ready, you can go take a shower. The hot water is to the left."
Huo Yuzheng's voice was languid, "Okay."
As soon as he entered the bathroom, Mo Wansheng turned on the screen mirroring again and started making a series of operations.
Huo Yuzheng washed up quickly and came out not long after.
Mo Wansheng's attention was entirely focused on the monster flashing on the screen, and she paid no attention to him at all.
She didn't look at Huo Yuzheng until he spoke.
Huo Yuzheng's wet black hair was dripping water, running down his neck and into his barely visible chest muscles.
For a moment, she was stunned.
That face, and that figure, are just too attractive.
Where can I find a hair dryer?
Mo Wansheng cleared her throat repeatedly, gesturing to the hairdryer that was casually placed on the cabinet not far away.
Huo Yuzheng: "Thank you."
The sound of a hairdryer filled the bedroom, the swirling air drying Huo Yuzheng's hair and also disturbing Mo Wansheng.
Huo Yuzheng finished drying his hair, put the hairdryer away, and returned it to the bathroom.
He walked to the sofa in the corner, sat down, and quietly watched Mo Wansheng's actions.
Mo Wansheng wasn't used to being watched by someone while playing games. After defeating the next monster, she put down the controller and turned to look at Huo Yuzheng.
The unpleasant look seemed like a warning.
For once, Huo Yuzheng spoke first, "You really like playing video games?"
Mo Wansheng's tone was filled with pride, "So what if I like it?"
Although she was bad at the game, she was sure that Huo Yuzheng was even worse at it than she was.
Such workaholics, who are obsessed with their work every day, must have never experienced entertainment that they consider a waste of their lives.
What type of games do you like to play? RPGs?
Huo Yuzheng's words were pointed; he clearly recognized the game Mo Wansheng was playing.
She was somewhat surprised that he could recognize the type of game.
"I play all sorts of things, it just depends on whether it's fun or not."
She pressed on, "You play games too?"
Huo Yuzheng remained calm. "Not much."
Mo Wansheng's expression changed. She straightened her legs, moved her body, and like a crab, moved to the side of the bed closest to Huo Yuzheng.
She offered, "Shall we play a game together for a bit?"
"Can."
She suddenly stood up, rummaged through drawers and cabinets, took out another handle from the box, and tossed it to Huo Yuzheng.
What do you want to play?
A string of games scrolled across the screen.
Huo Yuzheng: "Either is fine."
A smile appeared on Mo Wansheng's lips. Let her give this guy a try.
Tonight will definitely be her show.
She's been playing games for several years, while he hasn't played much. Today might be a good opportunity for her to dominate the weaker players.
He took the opportunity to settle a personal score while playing games.
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