"It seems like it. President Wen is very partial to Jiang Mo, letting him go to her office alone every time, and giving him top-tier resources."
"The two of them might have a special relationship."
"Definitely. Is there even a need to guess?"
"Jiang Mo didn't climb the corporate ladder with his body, did he!"
Wen Yan said lightly, "Don't make wild guesses. Jiang Mo got to where he is through his own hard work. Director Zhang has high praise for him. Do you have any objections?"
The people around her immediately fell silent.
Even Director Zhang praised him highly. What could they say?
However, there were still many older artists in the company who were not convinced by Jiang Mo, thinking his resources were too good, and they secretly badmouthed him quite a bit.
But with Wen Yan around, these people didn't dare to go too far.
"Although Jiang Mo is a newcomer, he is indeed very hardworking and talented. He used to be a background actor for many years."
"Come on, let's continue drinking. Today is a lucky start to filming. We won't go home until we're drunk."
On the way back, Wen Yan drunkenly hugged Jiang Mo.
"Mo Mo..."
Jiang Mo held Wen Yan's slender waist with one arm, "I'm here."
"You drank too much. I told you not to drink so much. Why did you have to drink?"
Wen Yan gently stroked Jiang Mo's lips, "I... I like it."
"Like it?"
Jiang Mo held the woman's hand, "Do you like me, or do you like my face? Make it clear."
Wen Yan looked at Jiang Mo's face and smiled, planting a kiss on it.
"Good-looking, handsome."
Jiang Mo murmured, "So, she really likes my face."
Wen Yan probably just likes his face. When she gets tired of it, she won't like him anymore.
Wen Yan seemed more energetic when she was drunk, and her hands kept groping around below. Jiang Mo's breathing tightened, and he immediately grabbed her wandering hands.
"You're drunk. Go to sleep first. Don't touch me."
"Not sleeping."
Wen Yan shook her head, her clear eyes staring straight at Jiang Mo, "Touch..."
Jiang Mo said helplessly, "Don't touch."
If she keeps touching, he'll go crazy.
"Touch..."
Her hands continued to grope on his legs. Jiang Mo was really about to be driven crazy. He grabbed the woman's hand, his tone a little heavy, "Be good, Wen Yan, don't touch me."
"You... you're scolding me."
Wen Yan's expression instantly turned aggrieved, her beautiful eyes staring straight at Jiang Mo.
Jiang Mo suddenly felt like he had done something terribly wrong, and he coaxed softly, "Yan Yan, I'm not scolding you. How could I scold you? I mean, how about we wait until we get home? You can touch me however you want."
Wen Yan nodded, "Okay."
Jiang Mo held her in his arms, "Okay, go to sleep. I'll let you touch me when we get home. You can touch me however you want, for as long as you want."
"Don't lie to me. You said I can touch you however I want..."
Wen Yan pointed at Jiang Mo's face, blinking her eyes, too sleepy to keep them open.
"Okay, I said it. I won't lie to you."
Wen Yan lowered her hand, leaned into Jiang Mo's arms, and closed her eyes. She was very quiet when she fell asleep, and Jiang Mo couldn't help but poke her face.
She's much more well-behaved when she's asleep.
When she's asleep, she's like a quiet and sweet kitten, a noble aristocratic cat. Jiang Mo couldn't help but lean in and kiss her.
Soft and fragrant, so beautiful.
Jiang Mo pressed his forehead against Wen Yan's. A truly stunning beauty was in his arms, and she was his wife. He almost couldn't help himself.
Jiang Mo forced himself to calm down, gently kissing Wen Yan's lips, "You're just a demon, deliberately seducing me, aren't you?"
The car finally stopped.
Jiang Mo carried Wen Yan out. Tangtang Baby heard the noise and immediately ran out.
"Daddy!"
(´つヮ⊂︎)
"Yeah, Daddy's back. Tangtang, did you eat your meals obediently at home?"
The little dumpling raised her head and said, "Daddy, Tangtang eat food."
"Good girl. Tangtang Baby will eat her meals obediently even without Mommy and Daddy."
The little dumpling smiled happily, pointing a small finger at her mother, "Mommy, sleep."
"That's right, Mommy's asleep. Daddy will put Mommy on the bed. Tangtang can play first, and Daddy will come down to play with you later."
"Okay."
Little Tangtang watched Daddy and Mommy go upstairs and continued to sit on the sofa watching cartoons.
"Mommy lazy."
She muttered to herself.
Jiang Mo put Wen Yan on the soft bed and covered her with the quilt.
"Go to sleep. I told you not to drink so much, but you insisted. Now you're drunk, aren't you?"
Wen Yan vaguely had some consciousness, grabbing Jiang Mo's arm with both hands, murmuring, "Mo Mo... touch..."
"I'm here. I'm always by your side. Go to sleep."
Jiang Mo felt a little touched. He didn't expect this woman to still be thinking of him even in her sleep. Could it be that she really likes him?
The next second, she shattered his hopes.
Two soft hands groped all over her body, and Wen Yan seemed to be saying, touch... touch...
Touch... touch?
Not Mo Mo.
Jiang Mo twitched his lips, raised his hand, and pinched the woman's exquisite cheeks.
"You like my face, and you also like my body, but you just don't like me as a person. Fine, I'll let you touch."
Jiang Mo pulled Wen Yan's hand and placed it on his face.
"Mo Mo..."
"I've already let you touch. Hurry up and touch, then go to sleep."
Jiang Mo thought Wen Yan was saying 'touch touch'.
He didn't actually hear her too clearly.
"Have you touched enough?"
Wen Yan was already asleep, her hands still on Jiang Mo's face, a smile on her lips.
"Right, I still have to have the kitchen make you a bowl of hangover soup. You wait here for me, I'll go downstairs."
As soon as Jiang Mo left, Wen Yan realized her hands were empty. She sat up from the bed, frowning her beautiful brows.
Where's her Mo Mo?
Mo Mo... where did he go?
Jiang Mo went to the kitchen and asked the auntie in the kitchen to make a bowl of hangover soup.
"Daddy, Daddy play Tangtang..."
Little Tangtang tugged at Daddy's hand, wanting Daddy to watch cartoons with her.
"You're such a little clingy thing. Daddy will watch cartoons with you."
Jiang Mo held the little dumpling and sat on the sofa. Suddenly, a soft mass appeared behind him.
Jiang Mo was startled and turned around. It was actually Wen Yan!!!
Wasn't this woman just sleeping in bed? How did she run downstairs? She quietly ran behind him, scaring him to death!
Wen Yan hugged Jiang Mo's neck from behind, "Mo Mo."
Jiang Mo said helplessly, "Why did you come down? Shouldn't you be resting?"
"Mo Mo, stay with me."
After speaking, she leaned her whole body on Jiang Mo's back. Jiang Mo was holding his daughter in front and his wife was leaning on his back.
Jiang Mo: "..."
He felt like he was really too busy.
Little Tangtang hugged Daddy's neck, her milky voice saying, "Daddy, watch Tangtang."
(ฅ＞ω＜*ฅ)
"Mo Mo, sleep with me... stay with me." Wen Yan gently kissed Jiang Mo's cheek, seeming to be acting spoiled.
Jiang Mo: "..."
Could he be split in half, one half for his daughter, one half for his wife?
