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Seven o'clock.
Zhang Moyan got up on time, An Yuan took a nap yesterday afternoon, rested well, and got up early.
"Agreed that I should make breakfast." An Yuan rushed into the kitchen ahead of Zhang Moyan.
There were still quite a few things left from what Secretary Wang bought yesterday, so An Yuan used some to make breakfast.
In front of the table, Zhang Moyan had already poured a glass of milk and placed it at An Yuan's spot.
An Yuan wanted to smile, but when he pulled the corners of his mouth, he felt a cramp.
The proposal to make breakfast was made. An Yuan had a hidden agenda and decided to eat whatever he wanted. Although he couldn't completely escape the fate of drinking milk, at least he could reduce the frequency of drinking, which was also a kind of victory.
Zhang Moyan pretended not to see An Yuan's frown and ate his own breakfast with his head down.
After reading the morning paper for a while, the empty plate in front of An Yuan was taken away, and Zhang Moyan finished the remaining half cup of milk in one gulp.
This habit started when Zhang Moyan forced An Yuan to drink milk, so he has never poured himself a glass.
"I have already requested sick leave for you at the company."
"For how many days?"
"Seven days." So long?
"I'll be bored to death."
Finally, Zhang Moyan couldn't resist An Yuan's persuasion and managed to shorten the vacation from seven days to two days. As for why it was two days, both of them understood.
After Zhang Moyan went to work, An Yuan was bored at home. Coincidentally, it was time to change seasons, so An Yuan planned to reorganize the clothes in the wardrobe.
An Yuan doesn't need to go out and buy clothes. Every season, Zhang Moyan will have someone come to the house to take An Yuan's measurements and then have the clothes custom-made. Of course, this only applies to formal wear and outerwear. An Yuan will always go out and buy their own pajamas and underwear.
There's not much to clean in one's own clothes, mainly Zhang Moyan's.
An Yuan opened the wardrobe and found all of Zhang Moyan's suits to be clean and neatly arranged. Pulling open the bottom drawer, even the underwear was neatly folded and stacked.
Looking at the large-sized underwear, An Yuan couldn't help but think of Zhang Moyan's fiery passion, and her cheeks instantly flushed with heat.
It seems like there's not much to tidy up with the clothes.
The phone by the bed vibrates, and the caller ID shows Yiyang.
An Yuan Take a few deep breaths before answering the phone.
"Hello."
"An Yuan." The voice on the phone was female.
"Do you have time? Come out for a cup of tea." An Yuan has limited social skills and a limited number of female acquaintances.
"In what place." An Yuan pursed his lips, An Ning never gets anxious, he would find him to have tea when he's free.
"At the café on Xinlin Road."
Open the garage, there are several cars parked inside.
Zhang Moyan changed two cars for An Yuan, but An Yuan doesn't go out often. When he does, it's mostly with Zhang Moyan, so the novelty of the three cars is almost the same.
Strictly speaking, An Yuan is not a qualified owner because he doesn't even know the names of his three beloved pets. He lets them gather dust during this honeymoon period of one year.
An Yuan is not in the mood to consider this issue now. The driver's license was obtained two years ago, and Zhang Moyan only registered An Yuan for the test, but did not participate further. Because it concerns An Yuan's safety, Zhang Moyan is always very cautious.
An Yuan studied very diligently and obtained the driver's license in just one year.
Of course, I have also developed some habits from driving, such as never answering phone calls.
Zhang Moyan held the phone and listened to the busy tone coming from the other end. After a moment of contemplation, An Yuan should have left. Putting down the phone, I tried to focus on the documents but couldn't concentrate.
"Wang, please check where An Yuan is now."
A map appeared on Zhang Moyan's computer screen in no time.
Looking at the two small red dots above, one is moving, and the other has stopped. Zhang Moyan felt a jolt in his heart.
Putting on his coat, Zhang Moyan asked Secretary Wang to go to the place where the stationary red dot was, while he went to chase the moving red dot.
We have arrived at the station. Get off at An Yuan.
He is not familiar with Xinlin Road, but he is familiar with the nearby building, which is Zhang Moyan's company.
An Ning has arrived, ordered a cup of coffee, and sat by the window, idly playing with her phone. She pulled out the chair opposite her, and An Yuan sat down. The two omegas sat facing each other in the coffee shop, drawing the attention of the surrounding betas and alphas, but unfortunately, both of them were already marked.
"What's the matter?"
"Can't I find you when I'm free?" An Ning put away her phone, applied light makeup on her beautiful face, and looked even more gentle and lovely.
Of course you can, it's just that it has never happened before.
"What would you like to drink?"
"Um, milk, I guess." An Yuan blurted out.
An Ning gave a strange look to An Yuan and asked the shopkeeper for a glass of milk. The shopkeeper, a young male beta, found An Yuan adorable and added a few sugar cubes to the milk before serving it.
The sweet milk flavor melts on the tongue, and An Yuan suddenly realizes that milk can actually be delicious.
An Ning just looks at An Yuan and still has no intention of speaking.
"If you're okay, then I'll go back." As the milk was finished, An Yuan got up to leave.
"In these three years following Zhang Moyan, you've learned quite a lot." You've even learned to walk away.
"Zhang Moyan is a good man. You must have been really lucky to meet him in that situation," An Ning said disdainfully.
"Yes, Zhang Moyan is great. I am indeed lucky to have met him," An Yuan replied with a smile. Seeing the smile on An Yuan's face, An Ning felt like punching cotton and couldn't find any satisfaction.
"I'm also doing well with Yiyang. He loves me very much."
"Is that so? Congratulations then," An Yuan looked at An Ning with some helplessness.
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