Chapter 290: Barefoot and Disheveled
"The police will find the culprit, right?"
"They couldn't find anything conclusive, Qian ng. They are still trying to identify the car at any traffic signals but they don't have any leads. It will take so ti."
"Oh god…" she cried, her hands grasping at her already aching stomach as her sobs returned.
Mo Qingchen took her other hand and held it in silence as she cried herself to sleep.
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Qian ng didn't sleep for long. She was surprised to discover that she had actually fallen asleep in the first place. She blinked her eyes groggily and looked up to see a sleeping Mo Qingchen.
She wondered how long he had been out. She knew that he had fallen asleep after her. After all, he did vow to stay awake as long as she did.
She lay there for a few monts, feeling numb before the need to relieve her bladder was too pressing to ignore. Her eyes were heavy and her muscles ached as she peeled herself out of bed. She was completely exhausted, but she didn't need to sleep anymore.
After relieving herself, she was delighted to discover that her period was over. She washed her face and brushed her teeth.
That made her feel a little human. She thought about taking a shower as well, but she was too thirsty to think about anything other than a tall glass of water.
She pulled on a hoodie and tied her hair up on the way out of the bedroom. The house was eerily cold and as she made her way down the staircase, she found herself wishing she had put on so socks.
She could sll the coffee in the air. Normally, it would wake her up and make her feel good but that day, she was too tired and it was too early. The sll made her queasy.
She turned the corner into the kitchen and found Xiong Hua standing at the kitchen counter and fixing up their breakfast. She had a cup of coffee beside her area of work and she sipped on it occasionally. Qian ng hadn't expected anyone to be up and about and she wondered if she had missed out on Xiong Hua every morning.
"Mrs. Mo, you're up," she observed, her expression sad when she noticed .
"Yeah," Qian ng shrugged.
There was an awkward silence between them for a few monts. Qian ng went to retrieve a bottle of water and Xiong Hua cleared her throat before speaking again.
"Did you get any sleep last night?" she spoke.
"A little." Qian ng realized that Mo Qingchen had asked Xiong Hua to co early and prepare food for them.
Xiong Hua put aside food in so bowls and plates and placed it on the dining table. Qian ng followed.
"Mr. Mo is still sleeping?" she asked, trying to make small talk.
"Yeah," Qian ng answered with a nod.
"He asked to make sothing warm and holy for you in the morning. Usually, you don't eat much, but today, please do. You look tired," Xiong Hua coaxed.
"Mo Qingchen did?" Qian ng asked, knowing the answer.
"What about ?"
They both looked to the side, following the sound of the new voice in the room. Qian ng saw her husband co around the corner. He was barefoot, dressed in so athletic shorts and a plain grey t-shirt. His hair was disheveled, making it known that he had not showered yet either. It was rare to see him to mused up, especially in front of other people.
He was normally put together at all tis. Qian ng suspected that this had sothing to do with what happened last evening. He must have rushed down when he didn't see her sleeping beside him in bed.
"Good morning, Mr. Mo," Xiong Hua greeted.
"Good morning," Mo Qingchen responded with a nod in her direction.
"I was just telling Mrs. Mo that she should eat more food," Xiong Hua ntioned, sensing that these two weren't keen on speaking.
"She is right," Mo Qingchen responded.
"I'll take my coffee outside. It's a beautiful day out and the backyard is gorgeous. Mr. Mo, please help yourself to breakfast."
Xiong Hua left the room quickly, coffee cup in tow. Mo Qingchen ca up and kissed her head before sitting down beside her, turning his chair sideways so that he was facing her directly.
She looked over at him and his eyes carefully assessed her. Tears rolled down her cheeks slowly, but for that mont, the sobbing was absent.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"No," she answered quickly. "I keep rembering whenever I…" she sighed. What did he expect? For her to simply forget?
"Take so rest. Take the day off. Recuperate. I am not working today, so I will be beside you all day long. Understood?" He patted her head.
She humd and sniffled. And just like that, she called in for work, only letting them give her updates. Just like Mo Qingchen had said, he beca a boss because he liked the idea of taking ti off when he wanted to.
But once she started to check her emails, she shifted in her seat.
It was a mass email from Li Jun. She opened it and scrolled through the contents. He had sent it late last night; therefore, she had not checked it.
Sophie's Secret had filed for design copyrights for new products. This ant that they were going to launch sothing new. But it would take at least a few weeks for it to happen, so Qian ng wasn't really upset.
She picked up her phone and asked Li Min to put on a video conference.
The team sat down for a short eting, everyone present was in their ho clothes.
"As you have seen, Sophie's Secret is going to launch a new jewelry line soon. We couldn't get our hands on the contents, but Li Jun received news that it was jewelry."
"That was why they were trying to create problems right before our product launch," Ma Qui spoke under his breath.
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