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Zhang Huizhi stepped out of her house without much thought and knocked on Lan Qingqing's door. After knocking twice with no response, she pressed the doorbell and pounded on the door. After a moment, the door finally opened, revealing Mo Kai Liang.
Zhang Huizhi's expression changed instantly. "What are you doing here at Lan Qingqing's house so early? Did you sleep here last night?"
Mo Kai Liang had dark circles under his eyes, his gaze slightly unfocused. Although it was Lan Qingqing who had partied all night, he was the one who had suffered. He had waited outside for Lan Qingqing all night, and when she finally returned home, she took a shower and went straight to bed. Meanwhile, he had been busy washing her silk pajamas and taking care of He Shui Xian. At that moment, he was in the kitchen making pork rib soup, using ribs he had bought fresh from the morning market.
He had stayed awake from dusk till dawn, preparing the soup to nourish Lan Qingqing. She was currently sleeping in her bedroom while he fulfilled his duties as an excellent househusband.
"I'm here to help take care of Tong Le and make breakfast for you both," Mo Kai Liang explained.
Zhang Huizhi peeked into the house. "Where's Lan Qingqing? I don't see her."
Mo Kai Liang stepped in front of her. "She's still sleeping; don't disturb her. Aunt, are you here for breakfast? It's still early, and I just started making the soup; it needs some time to simmer."
Zhang Huizhi pushed Mo Kai Liang aside and marched straight to Lan Qingqing's bedroom door. She didn't care about privacy; she swung the door open and delivered a rather forceful wake-up call.
Standing by the bed, she looked down at the still-sleeping Lan Qingqing and shouted loudly, "Get up, Lan Qingqing! Still sleeping? Are you going to work or not?"
Lan Qingqing was nearly startled awake. She had been lost in a beautiful dream, but upon opening her eyes and seeing Zhang Huizhi's round face filled with a fierce expression, she gasped in shock.
Grabbing the blanket, Lan Qingqing quickly turned over and fell off the bed with a thud.
Zhang Huizhi rushed over to help her up. "Oh my goodness! What are you doing? You're pregnant! Be careful not to hurt yourself!"
Lan Qingqing wanted to explode in anger but held back due to her identity and pride. "What time is it? Did I oversleep?"
"You didn't oversleep; you'll still make it to work," Zhang Huizhi replied. "But it's time for you to wake up; look at the time!"
Zhang Huizhi pulled back the curtains in the bedroom, forcing Lan Qingqing to get up and become alert.
"Get up quickly and get ready; I need to talk to you about something," Zhang Huizhi said as she exited the bedroom.
Lan Qingqing sat on the edge of the bed, feeling a surge of frustration. She grabbed her long hair in frustration, wishing she could do something about Zhang Huizhi's lack of consideration. This was the first time in her life someone had forcibly woken her up like this!
After taking a moment to collect herself, Lan Qingqing walked out of the room.
In the living room, she saw Zhang Huizhi fiddling with a skincare gift set that she had brought over last night—one that Hou Yi had given her.
Zhang Huizhi said shamelessly, "Why did you buy new skincare products again? I saw you still have a few bottles in your bathroom. Since your face isn't going anywhere, just give me these two bottles; otherwise, they'll expire."
"No, Auntie," Lan Qingqing said, shaking her head. "These two bottles aren't suitable for your skin type. Why don't you check out some of the other bottles in the bathroom? There are ones specifically for hydration and wrinkle reduction."
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