One o'clock in the morning, Cheng's Chaebol, 83rd floor.
Putting down the last document and pen, Cheng Moyan rubbed his brow, stood up, picked up the suit jacket on the chair, and walked out.
When he returned to the villa, it was almost two o'clock. For the first time, he hated the villa so much. It was always far away from the city.
Opening the door, his ears were sensitive to the sound of slight breathing, and he raised his lips unconsciously. Without turning on the light, he entered the bathroom with the light from the city lights in the distance. After a simple wash, he stood in the bathroom.
While wiping his hair in front of the bed, he thought of something, turned on the bedside lamp, and scanned the room, but found nothing. Looking at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, he frowned, and finally just
He pursed his lips, turned off the light, got into the quilt, and fell asleep hugging her soft body.
The next morning, before Mu Qingqing opened her eyes, a familiar breath penetrated into her nose. She frowned, and her ears gradually woke up. She clearly heard the steady breathing coming from above her head. When she opened her eyes, she raised her head slightly.
What caught his eye was his handsome face and two faint dark circles. He was sleeping deeply, but anyone could see the fatigue on his face.
Has he been very busy recently? Otherwise, why would he be so tired?
The first thought that came to Mu Qingqing's mind was this, but she immediately rejected it. If he was busy, how could he go shopping with Zhou Yaxin? If he was busy, how could he spend the night with Zhou Yaxin yesterday? Don't think that he
When she comes back, she can stop thinking about that, huh...
But immediately, Mu Qingqing smiled bitterly to herself, who is she? What qualifications does she have to think like this? She is just his lover now, Zhou Yaxin is his girlfriend, she is a mistress, why, she can still think so confidently
?Haha~ Mu Qingqing, you are so shameless!
Angrily scolding herself in her heart, Mu Qingqing got up, but her movements were involuntary. After washing and tidying up, she went downstairs, had breakfast, and went to work.
When Cheng Moyan woke up, the bedside was already cold, and there was no movement in the bathroom. He suddenly lifted the quilt and got up, glanced around the room, but still didn't see anything. He frowned in displeasure. Did that woman forget his birthday?
?I didn’t prepare a birthday gift for him. It’s in vain that he didn’t agree to go home with his parents because he was so hot yesterday, and he didn’t accompany Zhou Yaxin at her request!
After putting on his nightgown, Cheng Moyan went downstairs. There was no one at the dining table. Aunt Liu was sitting on the sofa. When she saw him, she stood up and said, "Master."
"Well," Cheng Moyan responded lightly, looking towards the dining table, "Where is she?"
"Miss Mu went out after eating early in the morning." Mrs. Liu answered as she walked towards the kitchen.
Cheng Moyan frowned, "Did she leave anything for me yesterday?"
"Uh... no." Mrs. Liu stopped, thought for a moment, and shook her head.
Cheng Moyan's frown deepened, he stopped talking and walked straight to the dining table.
After a while, Aunt Liu brought out breakfast and a small cake, "Master, yesterday was your birthday. Aunt Liu made this. You can try it. Also, yesterday the master and his wife said you were unwilling to go back, so let me
Sister-in-law Liu brought their gifts, here." Sister-in-law Liu took out two exquisitely wrapped gift boxes.
Cheng Moyan just glanced at the cake lightly, with a smile on his lips, "Thank you, Sister-in-law Liu."
"It should be." Mrs. Liu smiled.
Cheng Moyan picked up the knife and fork. Although he didn't like eating cakes, he would still taste some cakes according to Mrs. Liu's wishes. But...looking at the empty chair opposite, his eyes could not hide his gloomy look.
, shouldn’t she be taught how to please her sponsor?