Jiang Yushu made four dishes and one soup, and the two of them ate just right.

"…Try this." Jiang Yushu added a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin to her.

Zhuang Mingyue took a bite: "It's delicious."

"Well, it's yours that I like."

It seems that this is not the first time I have eaten the meal he cooked.

After dinner, Zhuang Mingyue went to his study. He started working overtime on the side to handle the company's affairs. Zhuang Mingyue quietly did her work. Although she didn't attend classes, she had her own arrangements. The progress of the class is really useless for Zhuang Mingyue. It is indeed a bit difficult for her to improve her grades in just two months.

It’s better that she still has some basic grades, so it won’t be too difficult, but it will be a bit difficult to learn.

Jiang Yushu wore Bluetooth headphones and listened to Chen Feng's report: "The president's dress styles for engagement, should the designer come to choose for Miss Mingyue this weekend? There are also makeup photos, which also need to be taken. For your recent work, I have already scheduled the two-day itinerary for the weekend to the end, so that it will not delay progress."

"Yeah, I got it."

Zhuang Mingyue sat on the plush blanket, finished writing a few test papers, and after correcting it himself, it was already half past ten.

She stood up on the tea table and packed her books.

"Written?"

Jiang Yushu took off his Bluetooth headset and walked towards her.

"Well, it's too late, there's still a little left to watch tomorrow. I'll go back to my room to sleep first."

"No hurry." Jiang Yushu was wearing a black shirt, untied two holes on his chest, and pulled her to sit on the sofa. The bright beams in the study became ambiguous in unknown situations. Zhuang Mingyue felt the warm breath between her neck, and itchy.

The sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down slowly leaned over, and he got closer and closer...

The light shone on his facial features more deeply, handsome and charming. There seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes. The scorching temperature wanted to surround her and melt her.

Zhuang Mingyue's palm was sweating and she clutched her skirt tightly. She could see the pores on his face so close that she seemed to jump out of her chest. She closed her eyes tightly.

At this moment, Zhuang Mingyue's mind was blank and there was no thought at all.

After being with him for so long, the most common thing between them is holding hands and hugging each other.

Even if it’s a kiss, it’s just a matter of time.

For some reason, Zhuang Mingyue wanted to push him away.

But she suppressed this idea. Even if she refused today, she could avoid it, but she would never be able to avoid it in the future.

Half a minute passed, and Zhuang Mingyue seemed to have passed a century.

It fell densely between her snow-white neck, accompanied by a low and magnetic male voice, "...Is that OK?"

Zhuang Mingyue opened her eyes instantly, and she knew what Jiang Yushu was asking for.

"Wait...wait a moment." Zhuang Mingyue said a few words at a loss.

Jiang Yushu's movements also stopped, "Why?"

Zhuang Mingyue forced herself to calm down, "Now we are just boyfriend and girlfriend, and my father... won't allow me to do this, so wait a little longer?"

Jiang Yushu's breathing was messy. He suppressed the depression in discomfort. He pressed against her forehead, "Okay. I've been waiting for so long, it's not bad... the last sixty days."

"I'll go back to my room to sleep tonight."

Zhuang Mingyue swallowed, "Okay, you have a good rest, I'm going to sleep, there's still class tomorrow."

"Kiss it, go again."

Zhuang Mingyue quickly kissed him in the face, "I'll leave first, good night."

She picked up her schoolbag and rushed out of the study without looking back.

Zhuang Mingyue went to the room in one breath, tightened the door, leaned against it, panting heavily, and she reached out to wipe her neck, remembering her situation just now.

Why did she resist Jiang Yushu's contact?

Perhaps, she still couldn't get through the hurdle in her heart...

Zhuang Mingyue put down her schoolbag, went to the bathroom to take a shower, lay on the bed, turned off the lights, and faced the dark ceiling, her heart was in chaos.

"Don't Mingyue like it?"

Zhuang Mingyue looked at a figure beside the bed and sat down, "Mom? Are you here again?"

"Mom said that she will always be with Mingyue. If Mingyue doesn't like him, don't force herself."

Zhuang Mingyue sat up, "I think I like him, but it's a little difficult to adapt to it for a while. I...I don't know. What about mother... do you like him?"

"This is Mingyue's choice. As long as Mingyue likes it, her mother will accept him."

"Mingyue doesn't know if it's right? What about mom... do you like dad too? How did mom and dad get together at the beginning?"

For a moment, the figure beside the bed disappeared without an answer...

…

The first glimmer of light fell in the morning light.

These days there has been no turbulence.

The calmer it was, the more difficult it was to feel at ease.

It was a rare weekend. I thought I could get up, but I was woken up by the noise of the servant knocking on the door.

"Miss Mingyue, it's time to get up, the eldest young master is waiting for you downstairs."

"Yeah, I got it."

Zhuang Mingyue responded casually in confusion, and soon turned over and fell asleep.

The servant went downstairs.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the one upstairs had not yet come down.

Jiang Yushu raised his wrist and looked at the time. The cameras and designers in the hall were all here.

A woman in her thirties in her professional attire came, "Miss Mingyue hasn't gotten up yet? If Mr. Jiang doesn't prepare anything else first?"

Jiang Yushu put down his legs on the tea table, "Well, you guys prepare first."

When the photographer saw Jiang Yushu going upstairs, he hurriedly followed.

Jiang Yushu pressed the door handle and it was locked.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Mingyue..."

Zhuang Mingyue covered her ears, "Yu Shu...I'll sleep for another half an hour on this weekend."

Her biological clock is around 8:30, and it is only 7:00 now, so Zhuang Mingyue can't get up no matter what.

"Grandma is downstairs and wants to see you."

grandmother?

In one sentence, Zhuang Mingyue forced the brain to start and immediately woke up.

Next second, she stepped on the wooden floor barefoot and walked to open the door.

The moment he opened the door, he saw a camera at the door, Zhuang Mingyue was so shocked that she immediately closed the door, "What... is this for?"

"surprise."

surprise?

Zhuang Mingyue felt it was a frightening.

"You want to talk to me with the door closed?"

Zhuang Mingyue hesitated and slowly opened the door, revealing her delicate and simple face, "You can come in, but he can't."

The photographer didn't say anything. Jiang Yushu looked at the camera and his eyes were full of doting, "Okay, we won't let him in."

The camera sways up and down.

After Jiang Yushu entered the door, Zhuang Mingyue closed the door again. She grabbed her hair and was wearing loose pajamas. Her collar was loose, revealing half of her shoulders. Her hair was a little messy. This look made people feel charming, "Why are there a camera today? What are you going to take?"

Jiang Yushu tidied up her hair, "Go and wash first, you'll know when you go downstairs."

"Oh, OK."

Zhuang Mingyue walked to the bathroom in a daze, and the phone that was placed on the bedside table rang. She walked over to answer the phone. It was a strange number that was displayed from Singapore. She had a bad feeling in an instant.
Chapter completed!