Chapter 260: One Night is Enough

Mr.

Gao looked at her intently, his eyes betraying a touch of impatience.

Lu Zhenzhen cradled his face, cleverly leaning in to give him a kiss, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.

Isn’t it a special situation?

I’ve been with you every day, isn’t that enough?”

Mr.

Gao held her tight in his embrace, fiercely kissing her face.

“Stop lying.

When has your mind ever been on me?”

Lu Zhenzhen assertively replied, “It has!

When I’m chasing away Xiao San, Xiao Si, and those vixens, all my thoughts are on you!”

Mr.

Gao was so angry that he gritted his teeth, “If you can talk, then say something decent, don’t just keep annoying me.”

By saying this, he wasn’t angry anymore.

Lu Zhenzhen quickly slipped out of his arms, “I’m going to check on the baby.”

“Nan Jiaojiao isn’t as fragile as you think!”

Mr.

Gao pulled her back into his arms.

“But,”

He simply lifted the blanket over her, wrapping her up so only her nose was exposed for breathing, even covering her mouth to prevent her from speaking.

Mr.

Gao also buried half of his face into the blanket, accurately catching her lips and gently kissing her.

Soon, Lu Zhenzhen was kissed into a daze, her legs weak, unable to leave the bed due to his charm.

When Pei Dongshi went downstairs, he saw Nan Jiaojiao eating breakfast at the dining table, and his face changed immediately.

He quickly walked over, slowing down just a few steps behind her.

“You got up early?” he asked softly, as if afraid of scaring her.

Nan Jiaojiao was drinking soup with some crumbled sweet buns soaked in it.

Hearing his voice, she looked up at him, “Not too early, I just started eating.”

Pei Dongshi picked up her bowl of porridge and took a sip from the edge, his eyebrows immediately furrowing, “It’s sweet mush.

Are you a child, to put so much sugar in everything?”

Nan Jiaojiao snatched it back, glaring at him, “If you don’t like sweets, why don’t you just get your own instead of eating mine?

Even if you were my dad, there should be boundaries between father and daughter!”

Pei Dongshi tapped her forehead and then sat down across from her.

A servant brought out his breakfast along with a bowl of porridge.

Pei Dongshi took a sip, finding it to have a very normal taste with no hint of sweetness.

“Where’s the master?”

“He hasn’t woken up yet.”

Pei Dongshi split his sandwich, offering her half.

Watching her take a bite and chew slowly, her cheeks flushed and showing no sign of distress, he finally asked, “Feeling better?”

Nan Jiaojiao spoke in an indifferent tone, “Using the whole night to be melodramatic was enough.”

Pei Dongshi chuckled, “Who should I sympathize with, or rather, you don’t like Bo Yanching that much.”

“No, I do like him, but we’re not suitable.”

“Where are you unsuitable?”

Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t think of an answer; she now saw Bo Yanching through rose-colored glasses, finding everything about him, and them together, perfect.

“Just not suitable.”

Pei Dongshi raised his eyebrows, “It’s probably for the best to break up.

Come back to the company, and I’ll show you hands-on how to run the business.”

“I don’t want to!”

Nan Jiaojiao widened her eyes, looking shockingly defensive.

“I’ll die to prove it, believe me or not!”

Pei Dongshi chuckled, his laugh bending him over.

He rested his head on his hand, not bringing up her returning again.

Even if he did say a few more words, the response would be the same—her claiming she was still too young or that she only did design drawings, giving him perfunctory answers without any creativity.

“And Mr.

Gao and Zhenzhen?”

“Cough…” Nan Jiaojiao choked, a strange shade of pink appearing on her face, “I just passed by her room and almost kicked the door in.”