The morning of the harbor area was shrouded in a layer of mist, with sunlight warm and gentle, adding a hue of hope to the new day.
Yu Yao glanced out the window at the street scene and felt a sense of familiarity.
"Is this the route to Shenwan Road?"
She is not quite certain.
Chu Feng looked at the central rearview mirror and said, "Mr. Chen asked me to take you home first."
Yu Yao slightly hesitated, but she didn't seem to notice. Perhaps she was daydreaming.
Chen Zhongyuan sat by the door, with a relaxed posture, casually folding his long legs. His suit jacket was slightly raised, revealing the black and shiny shoes that every successful man must have.
He shifted his gaze to her, a smile playing on his lips, and gently took Yu Yao's hand, cradling it in his palm and playfully massaging it.
"You should rest at home today and go to the company tomorrow."
The voice is deep and pleasant.
Yu Yao glanced at him with a sidelong glance, her eyebrows arching, and softly said, "Alright."
Although I slept on the plane, the 10-hour flight, even in first class which was relatively comfortable, couldn't help but feel a bit exhausted.
Indeed, I have no energy to continue working.
The man tenderly rubbed her face, but said nothing.
The black Rolls-Royce sweptai was evenly driving on the commercial street with high-rise buildings.
At this time, it was the rush hour for work, so the speed was not fast.
There were a few traffic jams in the middle, which inevitably made people's minds agitated.
Fortunately, the traffic was quickly cleared, and we continued driving.
They arrived home at 7 a.m.
Yu Yuanqing and Yu Yuanlin were still having breakfast at home, hadn't gone to work yet, and were very happy to see her come back.
"Ao Yao, you didn't say anything when you came back, and I would have gone to the airport to pick you up."
Yu Yuanqing put down his chopsticks and smilingly walked over.
Noticing her luggage by her side, he casually picked it up and took it to her room.
Yu Yao changed her shoes and went in, "Today is not the weekend, you have to go to work. When do you have time to pick me up. Besides, I don't need you to pick me up either. The company has a car to pick me up."
"Just got off the plane, go wash your face, your mom has already made breakfast; it's in the pot."
Yu Yuanlin saw his daughter come back happily and said, "You're back, my dear daughter. I'm so glad."
"Got it, Dad."
Yu Yao smiled, threw her bag on the sofa, and then went to the bathroom.
Liang Huifang came out of the kitchen and saw her going to the bathroom, without even calling a greeting. She couldn't help but curse, "Is this a person who is coming to collect debts? She doesn't even call her mom when she enters."
"She doesn't want to call you, and you know why."
That was Yu Yuanlin's voice.
Yu Yao was brushing her teeth in the bathroom, of course she heard it, but she didn't care.
After washing her face, she went to her room and took out the gifts she had bought for Yu Yuanlin and Yu Yuanqing.
"Dad, this is a gift I bought for you. Take a look and see if you like it."
"Brother, this is for you..."
She bought a shaver for Yu Yuanlin and a tie for Yu Yuanqing. They were both from well-known brands and the prices were quite high.
Both of them were happy to receive the gifts, but Yu Yuanlin kept complaining about her wasting money.
"Just come back, why bring gifts? This is just wasting money."
Although he complains verbally, looking at the razor in his hand, he can't help but love it.
Looking down, he saw it was a big brand, "This can't be cheap."
He couldn't help but shiver with worry.
Liang Huifang was immediately unhappy when she saw there was no gift for her, and directly reached out to Yu Yao for it, "Mine? Where is mine?"
Yu Yao lazily glanced at her and replied coldly, "I forgot."
This woman mortgaged her to He Zhizhong and still hoped she would come back with gifts, it's really thinking too much.
Liang Huifang glared at her fiercely, "What's forgotten? You just don't want to buy."
"Yes, I indeed don't want to buy. Also, have you not seen what you've done?"
Yu Yao admitted very straightforwardly, threw that sentence aside, and went to eat breakfast.
Although Liang Huifang didn't go gambling anymore, what she had done originally was hard for her to let go.
It's impossible for her to treat her like she treats Yu Yuanqing and Yu Yuanlin.
Liang Huifang also thought about the fact that she had once mortgaged this daughter to He Zhizhong, and her face stiffened. Then she cursed: "What happened so long ago, and you still bring it up. Mother-daughter relationships have no grudges for a day, but it's different with you."
Yu Yao didn't pay any attention to her. After having breakfast, she went back to her room to rest.
Yu Yuanqing and Yu Yuanlin, father and son, also went to work.
Liang Huifang went out to buy groceries.
Yu Yao rested at home for a day and went to work at the company the next day.
She parked her car in the garage, took the elevator to the top floor, and clocked in at the attendance system.
As soon as she entered the office, she noticed that everyone was looking at her with strange eyes, as if they were discussing something.
But when her eyes went over, they stopped talking abruptly.
Yu Yao was certain that these people were talking about her.
But she didn't pay much attention to it and quickly walked into the president's office.
Once she left, the several female colleagues quickly gathered together and whispered to each other.
"Is she the new female secretary in the president's office?"
"That's her, I heard she has known Mr. Chen for a long time. Otherwise, how could she be assigned a car and accompany him to Paris just a week after joining the company? It used to be Yaya who accompanied Mr. Chen on business trips..."
"Oh, what do you think? Is she the mysterious woman captured by the Hong Kong media? Her figure really looks like her..."
"It's hard to say, but in any case, don't offend her."
...
Although Yu Yao was far away, she was still collecting those sounds in her ears.
She tensed her lips, feeling that her cover had been blown.
As she walked past Chen Zhongyuan's office, the inside was brightly lit. There was no doubt that this man had arrived earlier than her.
She brought in the coffee and the man was standing with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, talking on the phone. The Victoria Harbour on the other side was all visible. Even standing in the broad background of sea level, his figure remained upright and refined.
From a distance, one could feel the contained yet steady aura of the man.
Yu Yao placed the coffee on the desk and was about to turn around to leave.
But just after taking two steps, she was suddenly pulled into a broad and sturdy embrace.
The man's large hand was wrapped around her waist, and the phone call had ended at some point.
The phone was carelessly placed on the desk.
Yu Yao's face flushed slightly as she gently pushed him. However, he didn't move an inch.
No matter how intimate in private, this is still an office, and it's an open workspace. The door was also not closed.
Chen Zhongyuan smiled softly, his voice seemed to come from his chest, looking down at the girl in his arms and tightening his hand around her waist, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while."
The voice is deep and mellow, extremely pleasant to the ear.
"No, this is an office. It's not good if people see us."
She was beet red on her face. If someone saw them, all sorts of rumors would probably start.
"Let them see. We are dating normally, and I didn't plan to hide it forever."
The man reached out and rubbed her tender cheek, looking down and speaking in a low voice, "I couldn't sleep last night."
Although his sleep quality wasn't very good, he could still sleep for a few hours.
Last night, he didn't sleep much, no matter what he tried. He couldn't sleep and felt like something was missing.
Several times during the night, he wanted to send her a video call, but was afraid of disturbing her rest and held back.
Yu Yao only felt the place where his hand had rubbed her face was hot, and she thought in her heart: How could a man's hand be so hot.
Hearing about his insomnia, she was taken aback for a moment.
She raised her small face to look at him, "Should we get a doctor to take a look at you?"
This man slept quite well with her in Paris those days, so why did he suddenly have insomnia?
"No need. It's an old problem."
Chen Zhongyuan shook his head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Would you like to move out and stay at my half-mountain villa? You can make up any excuse to your family."
Since they don't live together, they can't be close. He can't help but miss the days in France.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind. Why not marry her early?
He was certain that he liked her very much.
