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The streetlights are just coming on along both sides of the road. There's a thin layer of frost on the outside of the car window, but inside the car is warm as spring.
An Yuan couldn't hold on for the over four-hour car journey and had already fallen asleep leaning on Zhang Moyan's shoulder, covered with Zhang Moyan's coat.
"Hasn't this matter already been discussed in the board meeting? Why is it being brought up again?"
Closing the documents in hand, Zhang Moyan lowered his voice to ask. Secretary Wang was driving in front, glancing at the rearview mirror, the boss's expression didn't look too good.
"For the appointment of Mr. Yi, it was proposed by Director Yang. Mr. Yi is a Ph.D. returnee, with professional expertise, and intends to settle in China for the long term, so Director Yang proposed to attract talent to the company."
Seeing that Zhang Moyan did not ask any more questions, Secretary Wang focused on driving.
An Yuan woke up to find Zhang Moyan opening the door. Juggling items in both hands and carrying the sleeping An Yuan made it very inconvenient, causing the keys to slip out of the keyhole and fall to the ground, making a crisp sound.
"I'll do it instead."
An Yuan picked up the key and inserted it into the keyhole, then opened the door.
Zhang Moyan changed shoes and put down the things.
" Yuan, what do you want for dinner? I'll make it for you."
The kitchen is fully equipped, indicating that the owner often cooks.
"Zhang Moyan, let's talk."
Next to the bedroom is Zhang Moyan's office.
An Yuan and Zhang Moyan each made a cup of tea for themselves, apparently with the intention of having a long conversation.
"If it's about the office matter, I don't think we need to talk about it. I won't change," Zhang Moyan said firmly and seriously.
An Yuan held the hot tea and shook his head, "It's about me, you, and Yiyang."
Zhang Moyan remained unchanged, "Actually, you don't have to force it."
"This matter is time to be settled." Zhang Moyan's heart beat fiercely, and his pupils also contracted sharply.
Becoming partners with An Yuan was not willingly, but because omegas can only be marked by one alpha in their lifetime, An Yuan became his partner because he was marked by him.
From the beginning, Zhang Moyan knew it in her heart.
"I have been close friends with Yiyang since childhood, and later An Ning joined us. It wasn't until three years ago, on the eve of Yiyang's departure abroad for further studies, that I realized I couldn't live without him," Zhang Moyan listened quietly.
"I confessed to him at the same time he confessed to me. At that time, I was extremely happy, and the joy in my heart was like a bird flying freely in the sky."
Zhang Moyan smiled bitterly. He had experienced a similar feeling on the night he marked An Yuan, but after such extreme happiness came immediate sorrow. At this moment, the bird in his heart has had its wings broken.
"With this kind of mindset, I feel like I have endless energy throughout my body. I study twice as hard, hoping to shorten the distance of time and space between me and Yiyang."
"I just think it must be the case that things will turn around at the extreme, such extreme happiness will inevitably begin to gradually move towards sadness," An Yuan forced a smile.
"You know what happened later."
Zhang Moyan nodded, "I will never forget the painful look on your face after being injected with the ripening agent."
"We have been living together for almost three years, and in the future, we will spend even more time together."
Unless alpha or omega dies, the two partners will stay together for a lifetime.
"So, I want to talk to you."
Zhang Moyan felt a stir in his heart, feeling like something was about to burst out.
"Your efforts have always been seen by me, and I know that I really haven't been good to you."
"What do you want to say?" Thump, thump, the heartbeat touched every nerve.
"I want to say, maybe we can give it a try," An Yuan said slowly, staring at the teacup.
"We can give it a try," the words still echoing in my ears, the long-lost sense of excitement exploding in my chest.
"Okay." Zhang Moyan looked a bit unwell.
When things reach an extreme, they will reverse. Who knows if this will be another joke of fate in the end.
"Do you feel hungry? Let me cook for you." Zhang Moyan stood up, needing to stabilize his emotions.
"Okay, just something simple. You must be tired after sitting in the car for so long." Before An Yuan could finish, Zhang Moyan fled the room.
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