Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 1104 Angels Arrive 55

As the door closed, the lounge fell silent.

Lingyao watched as Zhong Yanchuan approached her step by step, stood in front of her for a while, and then sat down.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"Not long, just one or two hours."

Ling Yao had already put away her phone and was looking at Zhong Yanchuan, who was completely unharmed.

He didn't look much different from Zhong Yanchuan in the wheelchair before, but the person in front of him looked much healthier than before.

He was too thin in the wheelchair.

When Zhong Yanchuan heard Ling Yao's words, he slightly curled his lips, but his smile was as cold as glass.

"That wasn't long at all. Do you know how long I've been waiting for you?"

Lingyao paused for two seconds, then answered honestly, "I don't know."

It's unknown which period of time Zhong Yanchuan possessed the memories from, or exactly how long he waited for her.

"I've waited for you for eleven years, from my eighth birthday until I turned 27. How are you going to make it up to me?"

He turned his head to look at Ling Yao and smiled, but his eyes were red.

Ling Yao looked into his eyes, swallowed, and her heart tightened slightly at the sight of Zhong Yanchuan's gaze.

She never felt that she was at fault during those waiting times, because from a rational point of view, these were things that were beyond her control.

However, the sensations felt by the heart are also beyond our control.

Lingyao reached out and took Zhong Yanchuan's hand, pulling him into her arms and encircling him.

"I did not do it on purpose."

Despite his usual indifferent tone, Zhong Yanchuan felt a tightness in his throat and an itch in his chest.

He hugged Lingyao tightly with both hands, almost as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

His voice was slightly choked.

Will you leave again?

"will not."

"Really?"

"Well, really."

Upon hearing this affirmation, Zhong Yanchuan finally loosened his grip on Lingyao slightly.

Lingyao also took the opportunity to quickly breathe in some fresh air.

Lingyao felt sorry for the God of Wealth because he was hugging him too tightly, so she didn't say anything to remind him.

Zhong Yanchuan raised his face, his cold and aloof face revealing red-rimmed eyes, but he was holding back his tears.

His lips twitched slightly: "Then... can I kiss you?"

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Lingyao's lips. Looking at that soft, rosy patch, his face unconsciously flushed, his throat became dry, and he couldn't help but lick his lips.

Soon, the lips he had just been looking at pressed down.

Lips pressed against lips, breaths mingled.

The air conditioning in the reception room was probably set too high, because Zhong Yanchuan broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

He was forced to take off his coat...

Two buttons on his shirt were also partially undone.

As the receptionist who greeted Lingyao today, I noticed that the boss and that young lady had been in the reception room for almost an hour.

So he brewed the tea and also took out two kinds of snacks and fruits that were only served to distinguished guests, and prepared to take the plates over.

As she approached the door, before she could even knock, she heard voices coming from the reception room, making her blush with embarrassment.

Good heavens, if I hadn't just seen my boss go in, the receptionist wouldn't have believed that the CEO would actually...

In broad daylight in the lounge... well, let's just leave it at that.

What he said was so embarrassing that it made people blush.

What do I want? Hurry up! What do I want? Kiss me? Give me a kiss!

Holy crap, could this really be something a super aloof CEO would say?!

If she hadn't just met that young lady in person, she would have suspected that the young lady was a woman disguised as a man, and that the male voice was coming from her.

She braced her fingers, which were holding the teacup, to prevent it from falling.

Just as I was about to leave, I heard a muffled groan coming from inside the house.

And his own CEO's sticky, possessed voice.

"I love you, I love you... um... do you love me? Um..."

No, no, the receptionist wanted to run away, but the reality was that her legs simply wouldn't move.

Her aloof and domineering CEO still calls her "baby," asks if she loves him, says he wants to kiss her, wants to lick her, and even says he wants to change positions.

However, the receptionist didn't know whether the change was in location or posture.

She quickly slipped away, afraid that if she listened any longer, she would never be able to face her boss again.

The financial channel's number one eligible bachelor, the CEO heartthrob among employees, has had his image shattered in the front desk's eyes from today onwards!

Lingyao and Zhong Yanchuan were completely unaware of all this.

Midway through, the assistant estimated the time. Since the person hadn't come out for so long, he very considerately and professionally took a set of Zhong Yanchuan's clothes and bought a set of women's clothes, put them on the doorknob of the reception room, and sent a message to the boss.

It was already afternoon when Zhong Yanchuan and Ling Yao came out of the reception room.

The first thing Zhong Yanchuan did after he came out was to instruct his assistant to convert the reception room into a temporary rest room for his lunch.

Normally, his meals are either delivered to his office by his assistant or he eats out. A few times a year, he will also eat at the staff canteen.

Converting this reception room into a temporary rest area for lunch breaks would render it practically unusable, but even so, Zhong Yanchuan had to do it; he dared not look at the reception room directly anymore.

Although they were afraid it wasn't clean, they didn't sit on the sofa...

But by the door, by the window, and on the cleaned desk...

It's simply unbearable to look at.

Zhong Yanchuan, who works year-round, was given a rare day off today. He stopped working early and left the company with Lingyao in his hand.

When the person finally arrived, Zhong Yanchuan almost wanted to become conjoined twins with Ling Yao.

So even the car was driven by his assistant, while he and Lingyao sat in the back, all lovey-dovey, and they even raised the partition between the front and back seats.

He hugged Lingyao from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder like a pillow. His arms around her still childishly swayed her gently from side to side, and his chin moved slightly with her movements.

"Baby, are you hungry?"

Lingyao nodded: "A little."

"How about we go to a restaurant to eat today? I'll cook for you tomorrow."

Lingyao: ...Can we go to the restaurant to eat tomorrow too?

Although that's what she thought, seeing Zhong Yanchuan's expectant look, Lingyao didn't say it aloud.

Sigh, she sacrificed so much for this relationship.

Lingyao glanced at him and suddenly asked a question.

How much do you remember?

Although her question seemed a bit odd, both of them knew what she was asking.

She was asking Zhong Yanchuan how much of his memory he remembered, whether he only remembered the timeline of the three times she changed his experiences, or whether he also remembered the timeline that Ling Yao hadn't changed.

“I remember everything.” Zhong Yanchuan’s curly eyelashes fell down, and the corners of his mouth that had just been raised also fell slightly. “After you disappeared in the car accident, I went to look for you.”

Although she had warned him beforehand not to approach her, he remembered that during the car accident, she had taken the most fatal blow for him.

So when he woke up and couldn't find her, he ignored her warnings; he couldn't care less about that now.

He just wanted to find her immediately and make sure she was safe.