After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Lan Yujuan sat beside him, quietly watching Chen Mo, who was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, sorting out the thoughts in her mind.

Unexpectedly, a short while later, a deep, long snore could be heard coming from Chen Mo's direction.

Just a moment ago, the man was resting with his eyes closed, but in the blink of an eye, he has fallen asleep on his back.

"That's really something!" Lan Yujuan said, both angry and amused.

She then gently got up, turned around and went back to the bedroom, bringing him a pillow and a thin blanket.

She first placed the pillow in the spot where Chen Mo usually lay, then gently unfolded the thin blanket, preparing to cover him with it.

As is customary, she doesn't need to worry about this anymore.

In the time it takes for Chen Mo to turn over, he will naturally adjust to the most comfortable position and then continue to sleep.

After covering him with the blanket, Lan Yujuan bent down to pick up her phone from the coffee table, preparing to return to the bedroom to continue working.

Just as she was about to turn around, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a large hand.

Just as she was about to turn around, the force on her wrist suddenly tightened, gently pulling her backward.

The next second, Lan Yujuan lost her balance and fell directly into a warm and sturdy embrace.

"Where do you want to run?" Chen Mo muttered softly, without even opening his eyes.

"Don't go, lie down with me for a while..."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, without waiting for her to agree or not, he simply put his arm around her and lay down on the sofa.

However, while he rested his head on a pillow, he let Lan Yujuan rest her head on his arm.

The two lay on their sides on the sofa, intimately, like two spoons stacked together.

"Let me go. It's broad daylight, I don't want to sleep," Lan Yujuan said, blushing.

"You go to sleep, I'm getting up."

After saying that, she began to struggle gently.

However, the difference in strength between her and the man behind her was truly enormous.

Her already half-hearted struggles, held in Chen Mo's arms, were like a tickle.

Chen Mo closed his eyes and mumbled softly, "Be good, don't make a fuss."

The next second, a pair of long legs from behind pressed down on her legs.

With a long reach, he pulled the thin blanket that had fallen to the side and covered the two of them completely, leaving only their necks and above exposed.

Outside the blanket, Chen Mo lowered his head and buried his high nose in Lan Yujuan's hair, sniffing it again and again.

Lan Yujuan couldn't help but move aside, gently scolding:

"What are you doing?"

"Chen Mo, are you born in the Year of the Dog?"

Although Chen Mo kept his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and the smugness of his successful illicit affair was impossible to hide.

"Don't move."

"If you keep twisting and turning like that, I can't guarantee anything..."

Upon hearing this, Lan Yujuan indeed became obedient.

She reached behind her and touched Chen Mo's ear, then grabbed it and whispered a warning:

"You're not allowed to go crazy in broad daylight."

"As promised, I'll lie down with you for a while."

"It's getting late, I should pick Xiaoman up from school soon."

Chen Mo nodded in agreement in a muffled voice.

"Yes, I promise I won't go crazy."

"Don't worry, it definitely won't delay you from picking up your child..."

He spoke sweet words, but his little actions under the thin blanket were anything but restrained.

Lan Yujuan was gradually becoming overwhelmed by his antics.

The moment he opened his mouth, his voice changed tone, and his eyes looked as if they were filled with water.

"I knew I wouldn't trust you."

Chen Mo kissed the back of her ear, chuckled softly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I only guarantee that I won't go crazy."

"But if you want, I'm willing to cooperate..."

Lan Yujuan picked up her phone, glanced at the time, and silently put it back on the coffee table.

A swift and decisive battle is still possible!

She put down her phone and was just about to turn over.

Unexpectedly, the phone on the coffee table started vibrating.

Lan Yujuan was startled, and the misty look in her eyes dissipated considerably.

"Ignore it, it might be a scam call."

Seeing that she was starting to get distracted, Chen Mo took her hand and led her into the blanket.

Lan Yujuan's face turned red, thinking that there shouldn't be anything urgent.

Even if someone did contact her, she could call back later, so she put her mind at ease.

But the phone on the coffee table kept ringing, as if it were deliberately trying to spite her.

It was as if she absolutely had to answer this phone call right now.

Finally, Lan Yujuan couldn't hold back any longer, "Stop fooling around, there might really be an emergency."

She pushed Chen Mo away and sat up, lifting the thin blanket.

I picked up my phone and saw it was another unfamiliar local number.

However, she was certain that the number did not belong to Liu Zhiyuan.

The coffee shop has been under renovation lately, and she's been receiving a lot of calls from strangers there.

Therefore, she didn't think too much about it and answered the call directly.

"Feed? Hello!"

Soon, a professional voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Hello Ms. Lan, I'm here to help you with your loan application."

"I heard you're renovating a new store recently. Do you have enough working capital?"

"If you need a loan, you can contact me..."

Finally, the person on the other side finished speaking their lines, albeit haltingly.

After calming down, Lan Yujuan politely said:

"Thank you, I don't need a loan."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Before she could hang up the phone, a large hand reached up from behind her again.

Once she regained consciousness, Lan Yujuan firmly pushed the large hand away, and as she stood up, she said:

"I have important business to attend to this afternoon. You go to sleep by yourself. I'm going to the bathroom first."

Chen Mo watched the figure gradually move away from the sofa, then lifted the thin blanket and looked inside, only to sigh silently.

A hint of melancholy crept into his handsome features.

"This phone call really came at just the right time."

Suddenly, out of the corner of Chen Mo's eye, he seemed to have noticed something new.

He paused for a moment, his gaze gradually moving towards the television, finally settling on one spot.

A few minutes later, Lan Yujuan came out of the bathroom, her face looking less pale than before.

Holding her phone, she listlessly walked to the sofa, sat down, and picked up a cushion to cover her lower abdomen.

She glanced casually at the back of the man standing blankly by the television, and said softly:

"Weren't you going to sleep?"

"Why aren't you asleep yet? What are you doing standing there?"

Chen Mo paused for a moment, then slowly turned around.

He held a doll in his hand and said in a low, calm voice:

"I don't think I've seen this before?"

Lan Yujuan lowered her gaze to the doll he was holding.

Without thinking, she immediately got up and walked over, reaching out to take it.

Give it to me!

"Thank goodness you reminded me, I almost forgot to throw it away."

Just as her hand was about to touch the doll, Chen Mo gently pulled it back, preventing her from taking it.

"Are you sure you're really going to throw this away?"

"I saw you put it in the most prominent spot in the living room, and you seem to like it quite a bit. If you really were to throw it away, would you be willing to?"

Lan Yujuan opened her mouth, the words were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back down.

In her heart, the matter between her and her ex-husband had long been put to rest.

At this moment, mentioning that name in front of Chen Mo would be somewhat disappointing, and she didn't want to bring it up at all.

"What's there to be reluctant about? I never liked it in the first place; I just forgot to throw it away."

Chen Mo gave her a deep look, then lowered his eyes to stare at the doll in his hand, and asked sourly:

"Who sent it?"

Lan Yujuan felt a sudden pang of disappointment; it seemed the other party had already guessed it.

She took a half step forward and gently grasped Chen Mo's wrist, feeling slightly guilty.

"You've already guessed it, why are you still asking?"

"This was delivered along with the flowers last time."

"At first, I thought it was a gift from you, so I put it next to the TV. Later, I got busy and forgot to throw it away."

Chen Mo looked up and gazed at her intently.

After a long pause, he said with a complicated expression, "Since you're going to throw it away, then I'll take it?"

Lan Yujuan, afraid he would misunderstand, quickly waved her hand and said sincerely:

"Take it!"