Yu Jingzhou grabbed Jiang Moyao's hand and tried to take her hand away.
At this time, Jiang Moyao opened his eyes again, his eyes flashed with confusion, and suddenly he hugged Yu Jingzhou's neck, and brought his head close. He felt a warm fragrance on his slightly cold lips, and Yu Jingzhou's whole body tensed up.
Got up.
Maybe Jiang Moyao didn't know what he was doing at all, his soft lips slid over her, and after feeling the slightest chill, his arms around Yu Jingzhou tightened even more.
"Mo Yao."
The last trace of reason reminded Yu Jingzhou that he shouldn't be like this.
But the next second, Jiang Moyao's actions completely defeated his defense.
Jiang Moyao hooked one hand around Yu Jingzhou's neck and pressed her soft lips tightly to the corner of his mouth. The other hand had already begun to pull Yu Jingzhou's clothes.
Yu Jingzhou only felt his head buzzing, and then, without caring about anything, he directly pulled the quilt and pressed Jiang Moyao under him.
"Zi Chen, hold me tight."
At this time, Jiang Moyao's words were like a bolt from the blue.
Yu Jingzhou almost jumped up from the bed, pushed Jiang Moyao away, and rushed into the bathroom.
It turned out that Jiang Moyao thought of him as Xiao Zichen. Even though she was hurt by Xiao Zichen and drank to drown her sorrows, she was still thinking of Xiao Zichen, and he, Yu Jingzhou, was nothing, not even a spare tire.
The cold water made Yu Jingzhou wake up completely. After Yu Jingzhou came out of the bathroom, Jiang Moyao curled up in the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.
Yu Jingzhou stood by the bed for a long time. For a moment, he wanted to indulge himself regardless of anything, but in the end, between love and friendship, he chose friendship.
This night seemed to be particularly quiet.
Haotianju, 6:30 in the morning.
Xiao Zichen was woken up by the mobile phone next to him. He touched the mobile phone in a daze and said in a low voice.
"Hello, who's there?"
"Mr. Xiao, it's me. Are you still in Haotianju now? I'll come to pick you up in half an hour."
It was Liu Mingyu's call. Liu Mingyu had been feeling uneasy after hanging up the phone last night. What if Mr. Xiao blamed him for not picking him up today? No, he called early.
Xiao Zichen hadn't realized that he was no longer in Yutingwan. When he heard Liu Mingyu's call, he opened his eyes and looked around, seeing a somewhat unfamiliar environment.
Xiao Zichen subconsciously sat up from the bed, but as soon as he moved, he felt someone lying next to him. When he looked sideways, he saw that Mo Yurou was curled up in the bed, with only a small head exposed.
Xiao Zichen immediately softened his movements and spoke in a lower voice.
"No."
After saying these three words, Xiao Zichen hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, and got ready, but then he lay down on the bed again.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar room, the person lying next to him, and the clothes on his body that smelled strongly of alcohol, Xiao Zichen frowned.
Xiao Zichen has a good drinking capacity, but he is usually very restrained because he knows what he looks like when he is drunk.
Xiao Zichen frowned even more when he thought that he might have done something to discredit his image in front of Mo Yurou last night.
At this moment, Mo Yurou next to her made some movement. She turned over first, then let out a few soft humming sounds, and then slowly opened her eyes.
The two people looked at each other. When Mo Yurou saw the man in front of her clearly, she remembered what happened last night and sat up from the bed.
"Xiao Zichen, don't get me wrong, last night..."
"I remember, sorry, I was drunk last night."
Compared to Mo Yurou's panic, Xiao Zichen was quite calm. He got off the bed and spoke calmly.
"So, you should remember that nothing happened between us. You were the one who kept pulling me last night, and I finally fell asleep because I was really tired."
Even though Xiao Zichen said this, Mo Yurou still wanted to explain clearly. She didn't want any more misunderstandings to affect future work.
Xiao Zichen nodded, with an unclear expression, and then walked to the bathroom.
When Mo Yurou saw this, she hurriedly ran out, but then Xiao Zichen called her back.
"Wait a minute, do you have a change of clothes here?"
Xiao Zichen smelled the clothes on his body and they all stunk.
Mo Yurou pointed to the dressing room next to her and said.
"Look at the dressing room, there should be some clothes you left behind."
After saying that, Mo Yurou left the room.
After returning to her bedroom, Mo Yurou went straight into the bathroom, took a quick shower, changed her clothes, went downstairs, and drove out.
Xiao Zichen went downstairs after taking a shower, walked around and didn't see Mo Yurou, then glanced at the ladies' slippers at the door, his eyes dimmed, and a look of disappointment flashed across his face.
Xiao Zichen looked around the living room downstairs, stayed for a while, and then prepared to leave.
At this time, the sound of a car came from the yard. Xiao Zichen stood up and looked at the door, and saw Mo Yurou coming in from the outside carrying a bag.
The wind was howling outside, and Mo Yurou was changing her slippers and rubbing her hands.
After changing her shoes, Mo Yurou walked to the living room and saw Xiao Zichen standing there, saying calmly.
"Want to have breakfast here?"
Only then did Xiao Zichen notice the bag Mo Yurou was holding. He nodded, then walked over to take it and took it directly to the kitchen.
Mo Yurou took off her coat, put on an apron, went to the stove, found a pot and boiled water, and then took out the vegetables in the bag.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Xiao Zichen felt sorry for just standing there like this. Seeing Mo Yurou busy, he asked.
"There are coffee beans and milk in the refrigerator. Make two cups of coffee. Thank you."
After that, Mo Yurou got busy, frying eggs, washing vegetables, boiling water, making noodles, getting some fruits, and baking bread. Half an hour later, a hearty breakfast appeared in the restaurant, with
Two cups of fragrant coffee were placed.
"I didn't expect you could cook."
Looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, Xiao Zichen said something.
Mo Yurou was in a good mood at first, but when she heard this, she suddenly smiled bitterly.
Xiao Zichen also suddenly remembered that Wu's mother had mentioned before that Mo Yurou's cooking skills were very good.
"Eat it!"
Mo Yurou didn't say anything, sat down far away from Xiao Zichen, then lowered her head and ate breakfast.
The restaurant was extremely quiet for a moment.
About twenty minutes later, Mo Yurou put down her coffee cup, looked up at Xiao Zichen, remembered what happened last night, and spoke.
"Xiao Zichen, when we got divorced, I said that Haotianju belongs to me, so I hope what happened last night will not happen again in the future. I will reset the password lock here today."
Mo Yurou's calm mood does not mean that she has no opinion on what happened last night.
A year ago, this Haotian Residence was Mo Yurou's private property. To put it harshly, Xiao Zichen's behavior last night was a break-in of a famous house. Mo Yurou could have chosen to call the police.
Xiao Zichen also knew that he was wrong yesterday, but he didn't know why he came here. But at this time, he couldn't argue. If he was wrong, he was wrong.
"Sorry, this won't happen again."
"This is best."
After saying that, Mo Yurou stood up and left the restaurant.
"Wait a minute, Yurou, regarding cooperation, when are you going to come to the company?"
Xiao Zichen stopped Mo Yurou.
Mo Yurou turned around, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, Xiao Zichen asked this, it seemed that all her requests had been resolved.
"Is the matter resolved?"
"That's right."
Xiao Zichen replied.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yurou frowned slightly, walked back to the restaurant and sat down.
"What do you mean? Is it resolved or not?"
"Momo is not in a stable mood. I asked her to rest at home. The company will then rearrange a designer to take over her job, so the things you are worried about will not happen."
"Mr. Xiao is indeed very resolute, but I still say the same thing. If the designer cannot meet my requirements, I will still ask the headquarters to resolve the contract."
Mo Yurou kept her ugly words in front of her because she didn't want to cause more trouble.
"Please rest assured, I will make careful arrangements here."
"Then just notify my assistant after Mr. Xiao has made arrangements. Mr. Xiao can leave directly after eating."
After saying that, Mo Yurou left the restaurant and went directly to the second floor.
About ten minutes later, Mo Yurou heard the sound of a car. She stood on the balcony on the second floor, wearing a coat, looking at the car driving out of the yard, her eyes dimming a little bit.
Back in the room, Mo Yurou walked to the master bedroom. When she saw the clothes thrown into the dirty clothes basket by Xiao Zichen, she smiled bitterly, then picked them up, folded them, and put them in a bag.
After that, Mo Yurou also left Haotianju, stopped at a nearby laundry, took Xiao Zichen's clothes to be washed, and then returned to Huating Mingyuan.
When Jiang Moyao woke up in the penthouse suite, drunk, it was already morning at the hotel.
After walking out of the room, she saw Yu Jingzhou sitting at the desk working. She rubbed her still dizzy head and walked over.
When Yu Jingzhou heard the door open, he put down what he was doing. When he saw Jiang Moyao walking towards this side, he also got up and left his chair.
"You're awake. There's sobering tea on the table. Drink a little and your head won't hurt so much."
Yu Jingzhou pointed to the dining table not far away. In addition to sobering tea, there was also a sumptuous breakfast.
"Thank you for last night, Jingzhou."
It seems that Jiang Moyao has no memory of what happened last night.
Yu Jingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, smiled slightly, and said.
"Why are you so polite? We are all friends. How are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"
When Jiang Moyao heard this, his eyes dimmed and his expression was gloomy.
"Don't think so much. Didn't Zi Chen say that he wants to get the certificate with you? From now on, you will be the legitimate young mistress of the Xiao family. Who can break you up? Stop thinking about it. Go back later and have a good talk with Zi Chen.
Talk, that guy has always taken his work very seriously, and if you keep forcing him, it will only make him angrier."
Seeing that Jiang Moyao was suffering from depression, Yu Jingzhou comforted him.
"Well, I will have a good talk with him."
"That's the right thing to think about. Hurry up and have breakfast. I'll take you back later."