Her eyelashes were long, casting beautiful shadows in her eye sockets. Her skin, smooth and translucent like porcelain, showed no sign of any blemishes. Her lips were a delicate shade of pale red...
It seed like it was the first ti he had ever actually taken a good look at her. He had always known that she was sowhat attractive, but it was only now that he realized she was much more beautiful than he had thought.
Staring at her, his gaze unwavering after what seed like a long while, his fingertips inevitably landed on her face.
His slightly cool fingertips gently brushed away the hair that was scattered across her face, tenderly caressing her cheek, earlobe, and the bridge of her nose.
With this move, his gaze, fixed on her, beca intense and passionate.
He had promised her his life, and he would fulfil that promise!
From now on, she wasn’t just his wife—she was... his life!
One mont he was just about to stand up, the next mont, Xia Wan’an’s phone rang.
Listening to the sound, it was the alarm clock on Xia Wan’an’s phone, reminding her to wake up.
Recalling how little rest she had gotten the previous night, Han Jingnian didn’t hesitate. He picked up Xia Wan’an’s phone and turned the alarm off.
Just as he was about to put the phone down, a WeChat ssage suddenly popped up on Xia Wan’an’s phone: "Dear An’an, sending you a good morning kiss. Now go to work with good spirits."
Without thinking, Han Jingnian clicked on it and saw the person who sent the ssage was —[The wildest kid in the Capital City], with a note: "My beloved Youman".
Han Jingnian’s grip on the phone tightened all of a sudden. He looked at the screen, his eyes sharp as if wanting to destroy the words "beloved".
Suppressing his impulse to block Song Youman on Xia Wan’an’s WeChat, Han Jingnian remained standing with a gloomy face for a while before begrudgingly exiting WeChat.
Just as he was about to put down the phone, he suddenly rembered that today was Friday... Should he help her call in sick?
Actually, it did not really matter if she did not take a day off... but...
After thinking about it, Han Jingnian picked up Xia Wan’an’s phone and sent a ssage to the head of the Human Resources Departnt: "Leave."
It took a while for the HR head to respond, "Who is this?"
Han Jingnian scrunched his eyebrows, reluctantly put up with it, and typed three characters: "Xia Wan’an."
After a while again, the HR head replied: "Xia Wan’an? Which departnt are you from? What is your reason for leave? Also, it would be better if you discuss your leave with your superior, or with soone under ..."
Looking at the lengthy leave procedures sent by the HR head, Han Jingnian impatiently picked up Xia Wan’an’s phone and sent a ssage to his own phone: "Leave."
Then he picked up his own phone and replied instantly with a ssage: "Okay."
After that, he took a screenshot with his own phone, sent it to the HR head and said: "Understand?"
The HR head replied instantly with two ssages: "Understood, Director Han."
"But, what is Miss Xia’s reason for leave? I need to make a note."
Without feeling anything wrong, Han Jingnian replied with two characters: "Sleep-in."
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