the other side.
Yu Zeyao had just returned to the hotel after a morning run. Today was the last day of the trip, so he had a lot less time than the previous two days. When he got to the room, Mo Huan was already there.
"Good morning, Zeyao." Seeing him, Mo Huan stood up and smiled at him.
Yu Zeyao just looked at Zhuang Yan beside him with a deep gaze. Zhuang Yan took a step back guiltily and did not meet his eyes - it was obvious that he had invited the person in without his permission.
"Why so early?" Yu Zeyao asked Mo Huan, "What's the matter?"
"Is it a big deal to bring you breakfast?" Mo Huan pushed out the dining cart. Someone in his entourage wanted to take out the food one by one, but Mo Huan waved his hand and refused, doing everything himself.
"Thank you. You guys eat first, I'll go take a shower." Yu Zeyao maintained a gentlemanly attitude.
After nodding to Mo Huan, he walked into the bathroom alone.
Mo Huan looked at the back, feeling a little disappointed. He seemed to have not changed, and still maintained his previous attitude towards him, gentlemanly and polite. But, he seemed to have become very different. This gentleman seemed to be much more distant than before.
She had never been able to see through this man's thoughts in the first place, and now it seemed even more difficult to judge.
Mo Huan looked at Zhuang Yan, "Does your husband have someone he likes recently?"
When Zhuang Yan heard this, his heart skipped a beat. It is said that women have a very keen sixth sense, but it is really true.
Seeing Zhuang Yan like this, Mo Huan felt even gloomier, "Really?"
"No, it's not." Zhuang Yan came back to his senses and replied quickly. Well, he wasn't lying - after all, it wasn't that the gentleman had just fallen in love with someone recently, he had been looking for that person for several years. Thinking of this, he straightened his back a little and spoke with more confidence, "The gentleman has a lot of troubles recently, so it's inevitable that he has neglected Miss Mo a little. I hope Miss Mo doesn't mind."
Mo Huan smiled when she heard Zhuang Yan's words. She didn't know whether she believed it or not, but there was a hint of depression between her beautiful eyebrows. She glanced into the bathroom again.
"Since he has so many things to do, I won't bother him." Mo Huan retracted his gaze and looked at Zhuang Yan, "Remember to remind him to have a good breakfast. No matter how busy he is, breakfast is still the most important thing."
"Of course. Thank you Miss Mo for your concern."
Mo Huan did not stay for long. Yu Zeyao simply took a shower and came out soon. He was wearing a white bathrobe, wiping his wet hair with a towel. He glanced at Zhuang Yan and said, "It seems that you are getting more and more used to making decisions on your own recently. What? Did Mo Huan pay you your salary?"
Zhuang Yan felt sorry for himself, "I have also thought it over carefully. I knew Miss Mo would definitely not hurt you, so I let Miss Mo in."
Yu Zeyao didn't respond, but just glanced at the breakfast in front of him. Zhuang Yan said again: "Before Miss Mo left, she specifically told me to remind you to remember to eat breakfast."
As he spoke, he looked at someone's expression and couldn't help but said, "Actually, I think Miss Mo is the one who really cares about you."
Yu Zeyao's expression didn't change much, as if there was no ripple at all. He picked up the chopsticks and asked Zhuang Yan, "What do you want to say?"
Zhuang Yan thought for a moment, "Ms. Jing doesn't really care about you as much as Ms. Mo does. I also read the comments from netizens online today, and they all said that you and Ms. Mo look like a perfect match."
Yu Zeyao frowned, "When did you become so talkative?"
"…" Zhuang Yan was helpless. Didn't the gentleman just ask this question himself? But he didn't say anything, just stood aside silently.
Yu Zeyao took two bites and suddenly remembered something. He looked up at Zhuang Yan and asked, "Is there news about me and Mo Huan on the Internet?"
Zhuang Yan said nothing.
Yu Zeyao was impatient, "Give me the phone."
Zhuang Yan took the phone and handed it to him. He searched the Internet casually and saw a flood of photos of him and Mo Huan. There were also countless news links.
Yu Zeyao glanced at Zhuang Yan and asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Mr. never cared about these news before." Especially these gossips, he never paid attention to them, no matter if he was the protagonist or not. Zhuang Yan had thought about whether to report all these news to him before, but he usually just responded with the word "boring".
This was definitely a surprise among surprises. He felt that the gentleman was not bored this time, but seemed to be particularly concerned about the news.
"Tell me the news as soon as possible." Yu Zeyao ordered, and then asked: "What time is it in China now?"
"It's almost noon."
"That is to say..." Yu Zeyao glanced at his personal mobile phone which was always silent beside him, and said to himself: "Anyone in China who watches TV or surfs the Internet will know this news?"
"That should be the case." Zhuang Yan replied. But he saw that the gentleman's opponent was much more depressed.
Yu Zeyao threw the mobile phone that was used to surf the Internet onto the table, making a "bang" sound. Zhuang Yan was frightened just listening to it.
Then, he lowered his head and continued to eat. However, something seemed to have affected him. He threw away his chopsticks after only two bites and ordered, "Have someone remove the breakfast. I'm going to make a phone call."
He picked up his phone again and walked into the bedroom. Zhuang Yan looked at the untouched breakfast, and after a moment's deliberation, he asked someone to clean it up.
The gentleman's mood was so fluctuating early in the morning, it seemed that he must have been affected by Miss Jing. However, Miss Jing's influence was really too wide! They were out of the country, tens of thousands of kilometers away, but she could still have such a big impact.
Yu Zeyao did not call her, but called the Vice President's Office.
The butler answered the phone.
When the housekeeper heard his voice, he greeted him first, then said tactfully, "Sir, you want Miss Jing to answer the phone, right? I'll go find her right away."
"No need." Yu Zeyao stopped the housekeeper, paused for a moment, and asked again: "What is she doing?"
"Miss Jing should be taking a nap upstairs right now!"
"Nap." He repeated these two words, looking into the distance with a heavy gaze, and asked in a low voice: "Did you see the news about Mo Huan and I today?"
"have."
"What about her?"
"Yes." The housekeeper said, "Miss Jing was watching TV in the living room this morning, and the news about you and Miss Mo happened to be broadcast. I also saw it with Miss Jing."
"Really?" Yu Zeyao asked, "Did she say anything? Or, did she ask anything?"
"Indeed, she did ask." The housekeeper recalled, "Miss Jing asked me if you and Miss Mo looked like a good match."
Yu Zeyao sneered, "What else?"
Even through the electric current, the butler could clearly feel the obvious emotional ups and downs on the other end of the phone.