CHAPTER 230: CHAPTER 230: THIS IS NOT CALLED FAWNING, IT’S CALLED ROMANCE

"Come in."

He turned the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open.

When Munni, sitting behind the desk, looked up and met Xu Yisen’s gentle eyes, she couldn’t help but be stunned for a second. As her gaze touched the blooming champagne roses in his hand, she pouted and said, "Coming in early in the morning with a gesture like this, what are you up to?"

Her attitude of suspicion, like a weasel wishing a chicken a happy New Year, left Xu Yisen both amused and helpless.

He walked up to the desk and handed the exquisitely wrapped bouquet to Munni, who was sitting opposite, "This isn’t called a gesture, it’s called romance."

Munni took the flowers and moved to sit on the sofa. She removed the wilting flowers from the vase on the coffee table and began inserting the champagne roses from the bouquet into the vase, one by one.

"Are you feeling better after being sick?"

"Yeah, I felt a bit dizzy when I left home this morning, but seeing you miraculously made me feel better. I think Munni, you’re my cure, just seeing you is therapeutic."

Munni glanced disdainfully at the slick-talking Xu Yisen. He, meanwhile, looked innocently at her with a hint of mischievousness lingering in his refined brows.

She quickly lowered her gaze, earnestly continuing with her flower arranging, and unceremoniously issued an eviction order, "You should get to work."

Xu Yisen raised his wrist to check the time on his watch; indeed, he couldn’t stay any longer.

"Alright, I’ll head out first. See you later."

Xu Yisen waved gently to Munni, then turned and left her office.

After Xu Yisen had left, when Munni was the only one left in the office, she paused her movements and thought about Xu Yisen’s strange behavior these past few days, inexplicably finding it amusing.

This childish and unruly side of Xu Yisen was entirely different from the aloof man from before, truly eye-opening.

Shortly after Xu Yisen left, a black BMW sedan stopped steadily at the entrance of Yu Qingyuan.

The driver glanced at the two distinguished individuals sitting behind through the rearview mirror and respectfully reminded them, "Young Madam, Second Young Master, we’ve arrived."

His voice brought Yuan Chengmo’s wandering thoughts back. Yuan Chengmo instinctively looked outside the window at the elegant and grand building.

"Here are the keys to the house you just bought, and your two cars are already parked in the neighborhood’s parking lot. The café next door has resumed renovation, and it’ll be open soon once the ordered machines arrive in a few days. Congratulations, brother-in-law, you’re finally free."

The gentle female voice by his ear unconsciously brought a bright curve to Yuan Chengmo’s lips.

Turning his head, he looked at Zhang Shirou sitting beside him with a slightly protruding belly, and sincerely thanked her, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Zhang Shirou gently shook her head, not accepting Yuan Chengmo’s thanks, "This is what I owe you, brother-in-law, just repaying you a favor."

Back when Zhang Shirou persistently pursued Yuan Chenghe for many years, if it weren’t for Yuan Chengmo’s help, someone else might have taken the position of Mrs. Yuan.

After a pause, a soft and silk-like smile spread between her brows, "Brother-in-law, good luck."

"Yeah."

Yuan Chengmo nodded lightly, then reached out to open the car door, got out, and without turning back, strode towards Yu Qingyuan.

"Young Madam, should I take you home now?"

Zhang Shirou smiled gently and softly rubbed her belly, "Let’s go to the mall. Cheng He made such a big concession this time; he deserves a reward."

"Yes, Young Madam."

These days, Yuan Chengmo had been living very oppressed, meeting different women every two days, and he was mostly staying at home, no longer going out to have fun with his good friends.