The next day, Mo Han seemed to have something urgent to do and left without even having breakfast. Luo Yu ate breakfast while listening to Zhou Bo's nagging.
"Young Master, you're really not taking care of your body. How can you skip breakfast? Your stomach was already in bad shape because you were picky about food. If you skip breakfast now, how can your stomach be healthy?"
Mo Han's stomach is not good? Luo Yu only found out now. If it wasn't for Zhou Bo, he might not have known it at all. Suddenly, he felt that he was an incompetent lover. He didn't even know that Mo Han had a stomach problem. Looking at the time, it was only 7:30, still early. Luo Yu said to Zhou Bo: "Uncle Zhou, I'll make some porridge and send it to him later."
Uncle Zhou was delighted, "That's good, the young master likes the porridge cooked by Young Master Luo the most." The young master will definitely be very happy now.
It doesn't take too much time to cook porridge. After Luo Yu put the porridge into the thermal box, he said to Uncle Zhou, "Uncle Zhou, I made an extra portion here. Haven't you had breakfast yet? Eat it first. I'll take it to Mo Han."
Watching Luo Yu leave, Zhou Bo smiled. This Young Master Luo was kind-hearted and thoughtful. No wonder the Young Master liked him so much. Zhou Bo suddenly thought of the old man in the old house. Oh, by the way, the old man has been very picky about food recently. Why not bring the porridge cooked by Young Master Luo over to try.
Uncle Zhou, who was packing, smelled the aroma of the hot porridge and exclaimed with admiration: "Master Luo's cooking skills seem to have improved again!"
Because the driver had taken Mo Han to work, and Luo Yu didn't have a driver's license, he had to take a taxi. It was a little after eight o'clock, rush hour, and traffic was heavy. Luo Yu's taxi was stuck over a hundred meters from the traffic light. Luo Yu glanced at the cars in front of him. The line was so long, he didn't know how long he would have to wait. There was a bike lane on the right, so Luo Yu asked the driver and found out that the Mo Group was only about a kilometer away. He paid and got out.
Carrying the thermal box, Luo Yu walked quickly. Seeing that there were two traffic lights ahead and the long queues of cars, Luo Yu was glad that he had chosen to walk.
Luo Yu completed the one-kilometer journey in less than ten minutes. Entering Daxia, the headquarters of the Mo Group, the receptionist saw a handsome young man carrying an insulated box. After sighing, she stood up with a smile and asked, "How can I help you?"
Luo Yu said directly: "I'm looking for Mo Han."
"President? Do you have an appointment?" Looking at Luo Yu's dress and elegant temperament, although he was carrying an insulated box, the receptionist did not think of Luo Yu as a delivery man at all.
"No." He was in a hurry to leave and didn't have time to bring his phone, so he didn't inform Mo Han in advance. "Or could you call him for me and I'll tell him?"
"I'm sorry, if you don't have an appointment, we can't take you to see the president. And we don't have the right to speak to the president directly." The receptionist politely declined. Not to mention the president, even Assistant Zhou and others around the president didn't have the right to speak to him directly. In addition, all the senior executives of the company were in a meeting now, so even if they called, no one would answer.
This was someone else's job, and Luo Yu didn't want to embarrass her, so she compromised and said, "Can I borrow your phone to make a call?"
In fact, the company's phone cannot be lent to others casually, but the receptionist saw that Luo Yu was so calm and seemed to really know the president. After hesitating for a moment, she agreed.
Luo Yu remembered Mo Han's phone number and dialed it, but it was turned off. Luo Yu hung up and thanked the receptionist before sitting in the lobby, waiting helplessly. The Mo Group had strict rules; anyone without an appointment, who wasn't a customer or an employee, wasn't allowed in.
Just as Luo Yu was waiting bored, a handsome man in a blue suit with eyes that looked a bit like a fox when he smiled walked in. He accidentally saw Luo Yu sitting in the lobby, was stunned for a moment, and then walked straight towards Luo Yu.
Luo Yu also saw him and recognized him.
"Is it you?"
Hu Shaoli was stunned again and asked, "Do you know me?"
"Yeah." Luo Yu nodded, "Thank you for saving us last time." Although his face was painted with oil paint and he had only seen him briefly once, Luo Yu could still recognize him.
Hu Shaoli laughed. It was interesting. The scene was so chaotic, and the boy was injured and bleeding, but he was still able to remember him and recognize him under normal circumstances. The person the boss had his eyes on was indeed not simple.
"Why are you here?" Hu Shaoli asked with interest.
"Come and find Mo Han, let's go." Luo Yu stood up.
"Haha, you are really smart. Then I will act as a bridge. But since you are here, why don't you call the boss?" Hu Shaoli raised the corners of his mouth in a gangster manner and took Luo Yu into the direct elevator.
The receptionist saw that Manager Hu actually knew the boy, which proved that the boy really knew the president, and might even be a family member of the president. The receptionist was glad that she had not behaved inappropriately, otherwise she would have been in trouble. However, the handsome boy just now was really amazing, even more handsome than those celebrities. Although he seemed quite cold to people, he was very polite.
Walking into the elevator and watching the elevator door close, Luo Yu replied: "His phone is turned off."
Hu Shaoli suddenly realized, "Oh, there's a very important meeting today. Maybe the boss is in the meeting, so his phone is turned off. Luckily you ran into me, otherwise, you would have to wait a long time."
"Ding..." The elevator door opened, and Luo Yu followed Hu Shaoli out. Hu Shaoli brought Luo Yu into the reception room. Looking at the thermal box that Luo Yu had been holding in his hand, his face was full of curiosity.
"Are you here to bring breakfast to the old man?"
"Yeah." Luo Yu responded without saying much. He was always quiet with strangers.
"So, what's your relationship with our boss?" They'd even come to deliver breakfast, so they must be quite close. Hu Shaoli was filled with curiosity. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't curious; he'd never seen Mo Han care so much about someone. He asked Mo Han, but he wouldn't say. He then asked Zhou Wenchong, but he played dumb. Now that he'd finally met Luo Yu in person, he couldn't let him go.
"You can ask Mo Han." Luo Yu kicked the ball directly to Mo Han.
This young man is not easy to deal with! His answer was flawless. If he could really get the answer by asking the boss, why bother asking him? Just as Hu Shaoli was about to continue to ask questions, Mo Han and Zhou Wenchong, who had just finished a meeting, passed by the reception room with the door still open. With just a quick glance, Mo Han noticed Luo Yu's presence.
"Xiao Luo?" Mo Han walked in and found Hu Shaoli sitting next to Luo Yu, trying to get closer to Luo Yu.
"Have you finished your business?" Mo Han hugged Luo Yu unnoticeably, then looked at Hu Shaoli with cold eyes.
"Done...not yet." Hu Shaoli, who originally wanted to say that it was done, immediately changed his words after meeting Mo Han's unfriendly eyes that seemed to want to eat him.
"Why don't you go quickly?" Mo Han shouted.
"Yes, I'm in a hurry, boss. I'm leaving first." When Hu Shaoli passed by Luo Yu, he whispered to Luo Yu, "Let's talk again when we have time." As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Han looked at him with a colder look, and Hu Shaoli quickly retreated.
Mo Han took Luo Yu to his own office, then closed the door, blocking out many curious gazes.
Different from his attitude towards Hu Shaoli just now, after closing the door, Mo Han looked at Luo Yu with a soft gaze, walked over to Luo Yu and sat down, and asked softly: "Why are you here?
"I'm bringing you breakfast." Luo Yu put the thermal box on the table, then opened it for Mo Han. The aroma immediately filled his nose.
"Huangjing porridge?" Because Mo Han had a bad stomach before, Zhou Bo made it for him, so Mo Han could tell the difference at a glance.
"Well, eat it quickly while it's hot." Huangjing porridge is a medicinal porridge that is very effective for stomach pain and spleen and stomach weakness. After Luo Yu learned that Mo Han had a bad stomach, the first thing he thought of was this medicinal porridge he saw online.
"How did you know?" Mo Han remembered that he had not told Luo Yu.
"Uncle Zhou said that if you have a bad stomach, you should eat breakfast on time every day and you can't be picky about food. Even children know that."
Luo Yu's words were filled with blame, but more of it was concern, so Mo Han's eyes were covered with a smile, "Yes, I won't do that again in the future."
After finishing the porridge, Mo Han didn't let Luo Yu clean up. He cleaned it up himself, washed the thermal box, and then handed it to Luo Yu.
"Will you have lunch with me at noon?" It was already past nine o'clock, and Mo Han didn't want Luo Yu to go back so soon.
"Okay." Luo Yu agreed. He had nothing to do when he returned home anyway.
Mo Han smiled, dialed the direct line outside, and asked Zhou Wenchong to bring in a tablet.
After Zhou Wenchong handed the tablet to Luo Yu, he left. Mo Han then began to busy himself with his own affairs, while Luo Yu played games on the tablet. Neither of them spoke again, each doing their own thing, but between the words, there seemed to be a tacit understanding.
When Mo Han looked up again, he saw Luo Yu sleeping on the sofa. Because the sofa was only 1.5 meters long, Luo Yu could only bend his legs and curl up like a shrimp, and the tablet in his hand fell to the ground.
Mo Han walked over, took off his suit and covered Luo Yu with it to prevent him from catching a cold while he slept. Then he picked up the air conditioner remote and turned up the temperature by two degrees. Then he half-knelt in front of Luo Yu and looked at his beautiful sleeping face.
Luo Yu's facial features, whether separated or combined, were exquisite. Her thick eyebrows were beautifully shaped, and her eyelashes were long, sometimes trembling slightly like two fans when she slept. Her high nose and even lips, slightly tilted, seemed to exude an alluring fragrance like a ripe cherry, and Mo Han was the one being seduced.
Just when Mo Han was about to lower his head, there was a knock on the door, and Luo Yu woke up because of the knock.
"Wake up. It's past eleven o'clock. It's just time for lunch." Mo Han didn't feel any restraint about being caught kissing her secretly. Since Luo Yu woke up, he simply kissed Luo Yu on the lips.
Maybe he was used to Mo Han's occasional intimate actions recently, or maybe Luo Yu was habitually confused when he just woke up, so he didn't refuse.
Zhou Wenchong knocked on the door but received no response. Just as he was wondering if he should knock again, the door opened. Mo Han walked out, holding the yawning Luo Yu's hand.
"President, there is a document..."
Before Zhou Wenchong could finish, Mo Han interrupted him. "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it this afternoon at work. By the way, please move the sofa in my office and get a bigger one." After that, he took Luo Yu's hand and left, leaving Zhou Wenchong in shock.
Normally, the president would never leave work before 12:30, but it was only 11:15 now, and he had actually left early. It went without saying that it was because of Luo Yu.
President, there are many employees watching outside. Is it really okay for you to leave early with the beautiful boy?
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