"Okay, I'm teasing you, get up and drink some honey water." Ling Senhao stroked the quilt a few times.
After many calls, Mo Shaoqing finally gave up his face and got out of the bed, because he was really thirsty.
Gulu Gulu drank a glass of water, was persuaded to drink porridge, and Mo Shaoqing also got up.
The fireplace in the living room downstairs was burning brightly, and the heating was turned on again in the house. Mo Shaoqing casually put on a sweater and went downstairs, but saw several foreign faces standing neatly in suits and leather shoes downstairs.
Mo Shaoqing was taken aback by the situation, and was in a dilemma for a while, "Is this bothering you?"
"No, come and sit down, let me introduce you." Ling Senhao patted the sofa next to him, signaling Mo Shaoqing to sit down.
Mo Shaoqing saw that he was also in home clothes, and he didn't look like he was listening to someone's work report, so he sat down obediently.
"This is Dr. Edward, my family doctor. If you feel unwell, you can call him."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Mo. I am Edward. I have been practicing medicine for more than 20 years. It is an honor to serve you." Edward introduced himself in the standard Chinese language, Mo Shaoqing, and gave him a gentlemanly salute.
"Edward's family has served my family for several generations and is very reliable, so if you are not feeling well, be sure to ask him to come and see it as soon as possible."
"Yeah." After Ling Senhao said this, Mo Shaoqing didn't dare to underestimate Edward even more.
Ling Senhao asked Edward again: "In the future, if I am not in the imperial capital, Mr. Mo's body will be handed over to you."
"Yes, sir."
"This is Aunt He, who is in charge of cooking and sanitation at home, and this is her husband, Walker, who is in charge of gardening."
"Hello, Master Mo."
"Hi everyone, actually that... you can just call me by my name, hehe!" Mo Shaoqing said with a dry smile.
Ling Senhao gently pinched Mo Shaoqing's palm, and comforted him: "You don't have to be so cautious, these people will live with us for a long time in the future."
Then he said: "This is my personal designer, Mr. Collins, and this is his assistant, Mr. Xue Yicheng."
"Hello, Mr. Mo." The two greeted Mo Shaoqing in unison.
"You... that's fine too." Mo Shaoqing was still in shock, why at this moment, he had the feeling of being the mistress... No, this must be an illusion!
"I called them here today. First, I want you to get to know each other. Second, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I want to make some clothes for you..." Ling Senhao explained.
Mo Shaoqing, who was drinking coffee, was still chewing on Ling Senhao's words just now, making some clothes... Is this making some clothes? It's clearly the rhythm of making all his clothes for the rest of his life!
For the first time, Mo Shaoqing felt that it was really not easy to be rich, for example just now—
Collins smiled: "Will you raise your hand a little more, sir?"
"Okay." Mo Shaoqing smiled back, only he knew that he was about to freeze up.
"Relax sir, it's fine, the waist is 97..."
Then assistant Xue Yicheng quickly recorded it in the notebook.
Like now—
Still smiling, Collins asked, "Don't be shy, sir. Tell me... what fabric do you prefer for underwear? My assistant needs to take notes!"
Mo Shaoqing really wanted to say that I don't know, but facing the service with a smile, he could only say helplessly: "You can do it as you see it, as long as it is comfortable."
...
"And the coat? What style do you like? What color?"
"I like... is linen okay?"
"Of course, sir."
By the time the whole meal was over, it was already evening. Mo Shaoqing began to prepare small snacks for Jiang's husband and wife, it should be said that Jiang Muhe prepared them.
After finishing everything, it happened to be five o'clock in the afternoon, and there were two hours before the banquet started. Mo Shaoqing changed into a dress and prepared to go downstairs to meet Mrs. Jiang first.
Ling Senhao was sitting on the sofa flipping through financial magazines, and when he saw Mo Shaoqing going downstairs, his eyes brightened instantly.
Because it was a private banquet, his dress was not particularly solemn, and Mo Shaoqing's skin was very fair, so Ling Senhao chose a neutral and casual suit for him—a navy blue dark pattern suit, which was very slim and showed With a lean waist and straight thighs, the bright black tasseled leather shoes outline the slender ankles. Mo Shaoqing's neckline was slightly open, and he didn't wear a tie or bow tie. He just put a colorful silk scarf in his coat pocket for decoration.
"Handsome!" Ling Senhao praised very sincerely, and added in his heart by the way, he still has a better vision.
However, Mo Shaoqing was taken aback when he saw Ling Senhao dressed up. It turned out that Ling Senhao's suit today was also navy blue. The only difference was that he wore a tie of the same color as his handkerchief.
In this way, as long as they stand together, everyone will know that they are wearing couple suits!
Ling Senhao was very calm about this: "Don't you want others to know that we are a couple?"
After saying that, Ling Senhao suddenly remembered that he had forgotten that Shaoqing was still a public figure just now, and he just wanted to introduce him to his friends... In case, he disagrees...wouldn't it be too good to kill him first and play later.
Mo Shaoqing was keenly aware of the other party's nervousness, "Why?" He stepped forward to put his arms around the other party, resting his head on the other party's shoulder, "Why do you think so?"
Ling Senhao hugged Mo Shaoqing back, and the two of them enjoyed this moment of leisure.
Mo Shaoqing looked up: "I'm sorry, did I make you feel insecure?"
After thinking for a while, he added: "It's also my first time dating, you have to tell me what I did badly..."
Ling Senhao looked into Mo Shaoqing's clear eyes, and sighed: "No, you did a good job, it's me, I'm too anxious, I just want to let the whole world know that you are mine."
The two looked at each other affectionately for a while, Ling Senhao lowered his head slightly, Mo Shaoqing felt the breath of the other party, closed his eyes, and held his breath...
Little by little, closer...
"Ding dong—ding dong—"
A doorbell rang like a basin of cold water, splashing on the heads of the two of them. Mo Shaoqing noticed that Ling Senhao's face turned dark for a moment.
Mo Shaoqing smiled embarrassingly, said sorry, and hurried to open the door. He thought maybe the senior had arrived, and the senior came at a really bad time!
Outside the door was You Tianling standing in the cold wind with his manager.
You Tianling: "I didn't bother you, did I?"
Mo Shaoqing: "No, no, come in quickly, senior—it's too cold outside."
You Tianling walked into the garden and looked around the surrounding environment: "You live here?"
"Eh..." Mo Shaoqing didn't know how to explain it all of a sudden, he couldn't say that Mr. Ling and I lived together! "This is actually Boss Ling's home, you can go with him later..."
"Okay, I got it. Thank you, Shaoqing!" You Tianling thanked him sincerely, the people in the circle were all scattered.
He has seen too many human feelings, but he didn't expect it to happen to him so soon. Seeing him faintly declining, many people's attitudes plummeted. Fortunately, Shaoqing was willing to help him at critical moments. In any case, he will never forget this affection.
Mo Shaoqing welcomed You Tianling into the living room and poured him a cup of hot water.
"Hello, Mr. Ling." You Tianling has never met the legendary president of Xingyang Entertainment, but it is said that he is of mixed race, and the man with extraordinary temperament and handsome appearance in front of him is obviously just that.
"Well, hello!" Ling Senhao responded briefly, then looked him up and down: height, about 185, shorter than him, good looks, handsome, a little worse than him...
After some comparisons, Ling Senhao felt that he should put his heart in his stomach, and Shaoqing should look down on the other party! hum!
After the two got into the car, Ling Senhao went about his own business.
You Tianling smiled wryly, for some reason, he had a feeling that Boss Ling didn't like him...
There was an awkward atmosphere in the car.
Ling Senhao opened his mouth and broke the silence: "Have you known Shaoqing for a long time?"
"Yes, we have known each other for three years." You Tianling quickly answered.
"Can you tell me something about his past?"
You Tianling was taken aback for a moment, he felt that Boss Ling had obviously "softened" him. Although he didn't know why, he shouldn't hate him anymore? And why does he care so much about Shaoqing? You Tianling thought of a series of things he saw today: similar dress, intimate behavior, mansion and villa... Could it be... He had a bad guess.
Even so, You Tianling didn't show any emotion, picked out a few innocuous things, and told Ling Senhao.
Ling Senhao was full of anticipation and wanted to know some little secrets of his lover that he didn't know, but he probably knew it well. This so-called senior didn't know much about Shaoqing. It seems that the relationship between the two is not It's not as good as I imagined, it's because I'm a bit of an underdog!
Soon the two arrived at the home of the host of the banquet.
Sure enough, there are very strict security personnel patrolling the door, and the housekeeper checks the invitations one by one, and no one will be allowed to enter without an invitation.
But Ling Senhao was just a humanoid invitation card, and when it was their turn, You Tianling thought that the other party might give up on him or something
But no, the two of them went in smoothly. Of course, after entering, Ling Senhao immediately went to busy with his own affairs, and no longer cared about You Tianling.
In this regard, You Tianling is not nervous at all, he is very confident in his communication skills.