Mo Yushen discovered that every time she called him "husband," she didn't actually have anything to say.
Xi Jia turned around again and continued looking at the computer.
When Mo Yushen came out of the bathroom, she was still in the same position as before.
"Go to bed early." It was rare for Mo Yushen to take the initiative to remind him like this.
Xi Jia saved the manuscript and turned off the computer.
The shutdown music is quite beautiful tonight too.
Xi Jia slid and moved towards the bedside.
Mo Yushen grabbed the armrest of the chair; he had almost bumped into him.
"husband."
Xi Jia just looked at him and didn't stand up.
Mo Yushen bent down and picked her up.
Because of those two seemingly real but actually fake recordings, the two people were a little closer, even though they were still quite a few meters apart.
Xi Jia felt that she and Mo Yushen were meant to be a couple, they were such a perfect match.
A man is most attractive when he is passionate.
Xi Jia looked at Mo Yushen, whose eyes were deep and unfathomable. She couldn't see what emotions were in them. "Husband, say it again."
Mo Yushen's breathing was slightly heavy. He adjusted himself and restrained himself, asking her, "What did you say?"
Xi Jia: "The line you recorded for me tonight."
Mo Yushen didn't respond, looking down at her from his high position.
Xi Jia: "Say it once."
Mo Yushen never said anything.
Later, beads of sweat from his hair dripped onto her forehead.
Xi Jia's voice was hoarse, and she no longer had the strength to speak. Before long, she fell into a deep sleep.
Mo Yushen covered her with a blanket.
Xi Jia's sleeping face was captivating; her eyelashes were thick and long, her nose was straight with a slightly upturned tip, and her lips were sensual. She had just overexerted herself, and now her fair cheeks had a faint pinkish tinge.
Mo Yushen lowered his head and kissed her lips.
the next day.
Xi Jia, who rarely gets a break, slept in late.
Mo Yushen went to the company as usual.
Secretary Ding arrived earlier than him and had already completed the preparations.
Mo Yu went into the office, and Secretary Ding followed closely behind, closing the door behind him.
"Is everything arranged?" Mo Yushen asked, turning on his computer as he did so.
Secretary Ding: "Everything has been arranged."
Mo Yu nodded.
He had been wary of Mo Lian for six years, but in the end, he still came in handy.
Secretary Ding poured warm water for Mo Yushen.
Mo Yushen turned on his computer, checked his email, and saw that he had no business trip plans for the past week. He then logged out of the email.
Secretary Ding stood there without moving.
In the past, after reporting his work, Mo Yushen would signal him to get back to work. But today, Mo Yushen was unusually silent.
Mo Yushen said casually, "You can arrange where I need to go on a business trip recently." After a pause, he added, "Tomorrow is fine too."
Secretary Ding: "..."
He can now arrange for the CEO to go on business trips at will.
Mo Yushen opened the file and said, "Go get busy."
"Okay." Secretary Ding left.
Back in his own office from the president's office, in just a few dozen seconds, Secretary Ding sorted out his thoughts and personally made a call to check Xi Jia's flight information.
Sure enough, at 9:50 a.m. tomorrow, Xi Jia will be flying to a certain province.
Secretary Ding pondered the meaning behind Mo Yushen's words just now.
At this critical juncture, Mo Yushen definitely doesn't have time to accompany Xi Jia to the mountains, so he has to take her to the airport.
For a cold-blooded and ruthless man, the process of emotional change is also slow and awkward.
Secretary Ding booked two plane tickets to Shanghai for that time period. It's for the project we collaborated on with the Ji family before. We can go and take a look, and maybe meet Mo Lian while we're at it.
A few minutes later, Secretary Ding went to the president's office again.
Mo Yushen was looking at the documents and didn't even look up. "What is it?"
Secretary Ding: "Mr. Mo, I've booked a flight to Shanghai for 10 a.m. tomorrow. There's a senior management meeting at Mo's Real Estate Shanghai branch tomorrow afternoon."
Mo Yu nodded deeply, indicating that he understood.
After Secretary Ding left, Mo Yushen sent Xi Jia a message: "I'm flying to Shanghai at 10 AM tomorrow, so I won't have time to see you off. What time is your flight?"
A few minutes later.
Xi Jia replied: [I just asked my second brother, it's 9:50.]
Mo Yushen: [No need for Ji Qingshi to come and see you off. I'll take you to the airport tomorrow.]
Chapter Eighteen
Xi Jia went to the horse farm to ask Wu Yang for leave.
Wu Yang is not in the office.
The assistant said that Wu Yang arrived early in the morning, but no one knew where he went or what, as he didn't bring his phone.
Xi Jia no longer needs to train, so he's bored and wanders around the horse farm, looking for Wu Yang along the way.
Passing by the training ground, Xi Jia stopped and looked inside.
After pausing for a few minutes, she started walking towards the river.
The reeds and foxtail grasses have all withered.
After passing this area, there is a mound on your right, and on the grass on it, a person is lying down.
"Yang Yang".
Xi Jia walked over.
Wu Yang paused for a moment, making sure he heard the voice. He pulled off the sports jacket that was covering his head to shield him from the sun, turned his head, and asked, "Not resting at home?"
As he spoke, he sat up.
Xi Jia: "I'm asking you for leave. I'm going to the mountains tomorrow."
Wu Yang sat cross-legged, the sun shining, and he held his clothes over his head. "There's no need to come all the way here, a phone call will suffice."
Xi Jia sat down next to him. "I'm bored at home."
She stared at Wu Yang from the side, looking dejected, with bloodshot eyes that showed she hadn't slept well, and stubble on her face, looking unkempt.
Wu Yang usually pays great attention to his personal image, but today he surprised everyone.
"What's wrong?" Xi Jia asked.
Wu Yang gazed at the river not far away. The sunlight shone down, making it golden and the river water reflect light, dazzling to the eye.
Xi Jia: "Is there anything you can't tell me?"
Wu Yang sighed deeply, "I broke up. I didn't sleep all night. I can't believe I didn't sleep all night."
My girlfriend was the one who suggested breaking up.
Last night, his girlfriend said that if he didn't show up, she would consider it a breakup. In fact, his girlfriend had already planned to break up with him. She only asked him out to return all her things to him.
She was in poor circumstances and had no relatives. He had a vacant house, so he let her live there.
Last night, she gave him the rent for the past two years, along with the money he had spent on gifts for her.
She didn't argue or make a scene, nor did she question him about his ex-girlfriend. She simply said, "For over two years, you've been treating me to meals. Today, I'll treat you."
They've been together for over two years, and she's treated him to meals many times. She's a good cook, and her dishes are delicious. He loves her cooking, and she often cooks for him, no matter how busy she is.
Previously, he had been struggling on the verge of breaking up.
I want to break up, but I can't bear to.
After the breakup, she was all alone, with no one to care about her.
Faced with his ex-girlfriend's tears, he wanted to break up with her again.
Compared to his ex, she was average in every way: average looks, average figure, average abilities, except for being good to him and having warm eyes.
He thought he could finally be free after the truth was revealed.
After finishing her meal, she blocked all his contact methods and left.
He was not free.
I didn't sleep all night.
Seeing Wu Yang staring blankly at the river, Xi Jia asked, "Is it you who wants to break up?" She had long forgotten about Wu Yang's love-hate relationship with his ex-girlfriend and current girlfriend.
Wu Yang snapped out of his daze, "She wants to break up."
Xi Jia nodded. "Looks like she's a queen who dumped you." Wu Yang has a kind of unrestrained handsomeness and is also very capable. Many single girls in the club are interested in him.
Wu Yang didn't explain much, only saying, "It's my fault, that's why she broke up with me."