Adorable Baby Strikes: The President Is Not Responsible for Amnesia

"What's the matter?" An Yiqian asked, then got up and walked to her room.

"How are you doing recently?" Chu Yebei's soft voice came from the other end of the phone.

"En!" An Yiqian said softly, without saying much, at this moment, she didn't know what she should say.

After all, during the recent period, her life has been occupied by Gu Mo, and she hasn't contacted Chu Yebei for a long time.

On Chu Yebei's side, there was also silence for a while, and the two of them fell into a two-person silence.

After a long time, Chu Yebei finally spoke and said, "There is a photography exhibition in City A, which is Owen's solo exhibition. I heard that you like Owen very much, so I want to ask you if you want to go." 
When An Yiqian heard this, she couldn't help being a little surprised how Chu Yebei knew that she liked Owen.

Owen is a well-known photographer in the world. The photos he takes are very touching and enjoyable.

However, there are very few Irving photography exhibitions in China, so tickets are hard to find.

To be honest, just thinking that Owen is not far away in City A, An Yiqian couldn't help but get excited.

"When did it happen?" An Yiqian asked while holding back the excitement in her heart.

"Next Wednesday to Friday, a total of three days." Chu Yebei said, and said, "I happen to be going on a business trip to City A, and a friend gave me two admission tickets, and I want to invite you to go with me."

After hearing this, An Yiqian was moved, but she still said, "Thank you for that, but I don't think it's necessary."

Wednesday to Friday is not a rest day, she has to go to work.

Although a little disappointed, An Yiqian reluctantly refused.

Besides, if Gu Mo knew that he was going to City A with Chu Yebei, he didn't know how he would react.

At this time, Chu Yebei was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office. The scenery outside the window was very beautiful, and the red and green lights illuminated the whole night.

On the other hand, Chu Yebei's face projected on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window did not show any disappointment. On the contrary, there was a hint of a smile on his lips, as if An Yiqian's reaction was within his expectations.

After being silent for a long time, Chu Yebei said: "Well, it's only Thursday anyway, so I'll give you a few days to think about it, okay!"

Hearing this, An Yiqian hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

However, he soon realized that it was impossible for Chu Yebei to see the nodding through the phone, so he immediately said, "I will think about it, thank you."

Afterwards, the two said a few more words and hung up the phone.

But after hanging up the phone, An Yiqian still couldn't calm down, and her eyes lit up even more.

Walking to the drawer and pulling it open, there was a small black box inside. The box was full of Owen's works, all of which were small ten-inch photos.

These photos contain people, scenery, and various other moments. An Yiqian's favorite is those moments.

But can she really go?

An Yiqian was a little tangled in her thoughts.

After a long time, An Yiqian finally sighed, put the photo in her hand back into the box, and then closed it in the drawer, as if nothing happened.

Friday passed quickly, An Yiqian went to Gu Mo's villa as agreed, and made breakfast for Gu Mo.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu and Zhang Tiantian helped take care of her.

An Yiqian thought about it, and sighed silently in her heart, without Zhang Tiantian, she really didn't know what to do.

Because Gu Mo gave An Yiqian a spare key, An Yiqian directly entered Gu Mo's villa.

The villa was empty and there was no sound at all. Thinking that Gu Mo was probably still sleeping at this time, An Yiqian walked directly into the kitchen.

After hesitating for a moment, An Yiqian decided to make toast and pan-fried bacon.

When the aroma of bacon came, Gu Mo had already stood behind An Yiqian, but when he was looking at what An Yiqian was doing, Gu Mo's brows were tightly frowned.

"Don't do this next time!" Gu Mo said in a deep voice with dissatisfaction in his voice.

"Ah!" An Yiqian was startled, she didn't know when Gu Mo got behind her.

But soon, An Yiqian looked back at Gu Mo in doubt and said, "Why don't you make this?" Didn't Gu Mo eat this all the time?
When Gu Mo heard this, he just gave An Yiqian a stare, which made An Yiqian feel a little puzzled.

Then, Gu Mo turned around and walked out of the kitchen gracefully.

Looking at Gu Mo's back, An Yiqian was even more puzzled, but she still finished the work in hand.

When the toast, bacon and eggs that had been tested were placed on the table, Gu Mo had already prepared them.

There are two breakfasts, so An Yiqian also sat down to eat together.

After eating half of it, Gu Mo suddenly put down the knife and fork in his hand, and stared fixedly at An Yiqian.

Being watched by Gu Mo like this, An Yiqian was a little puzzled, she couldn't help touching her mouth, but she didn't find any food sticking to it.

Just when he was about to ask, Gu Mo said: "From now on, I will make the breakfast you made for the first time." Gu Mo said in a deep voice.

An Yiqian was a little puzzled when she heard this.

The kind you did for the first time?
But soon, An Yiqian remembered, that is.
An Yiqian thought about it, and then looked at Gu Mo in shock, with a hint of excitement in her eyes.

It's just that Gu Mo just glanced at An Yiqian, then got up and walked towards the sofa in the living room.

An Yiqian looked at Gu Mo's back with a little disappointment in her eyes.

She thought that Gu Mo remembered something.

Because, in the past, Yunnuo's favorite breakfast was pancakes and custard.

It's just that Gu Mo didn't seem to know about it just now.

But soon, An Yiqian figured it out. At least, Gu Mo was the same as when he was Yun Nuo. What he likes to eat is the Chinese breakfast made by her.

Moreover, An Yiqian knew very well in her heart that the Gu Mo at this time was the real Gu Mo, no matter what happened, it was impossible for Gu Mo to become what he was back then.

As long as Gu Mo falls in love with him again, then it doesn't really matter that much whether he recovers his memory or not.

Thinking about it, although her heart felt a little heavy, An Yiqian lowered her head and continued to eat her breakfast.

But at this moment, Gu Mo turned his head to look at An Yiqian, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were slightly deep.

Sure enough, those Zhong's breakfasts were what Yun Nuo liked back then.

He felt a little upset, but Gu Mo couldn't deny that he really liked An Yiqian's Chinese breakfast.

Because he really likes to eat, perhaps, the commonality between himself and Yunnuo gave him a little sense of belonging to Yunnuo.

Thinking about it, Gu Mo looked away.

When An Yiqian finished her breakfast, washed the dishes and was about to clean the villa, she was stopped by Gu Mo.

"Come and sit with me for a while." Gu Mo said very domineeringly.

An Yiqian was a little stunned when she heard that, then she looked at Gu Mo and said, "It hasn't been cleaned yet!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as An Yiqian said this, Gu Mo frowned tightly, with dissatisfaction in his eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "It's enough for these to be cleaned by part-time workers." 
"But." An Yiqian still hesitated, although Gu Mo said that she wanted to eat the food she cooked, but she still felt the need to clean it up.

After all, when it was time to meet again in the guest room, this was the agreement with Gu Mo.

"Come here if I tell you to." Gu Mo's face became more dissatisfied, and then he said, "Or do you want me to come over and hug you?"

When he said this, a gleam of light flashed in Gu Mo's eyes, but only for a moment.

The next moment, Gu Mo made a gesture to stand up.

Seeing this, An Yiqian immediately panicked, and quickly walked towards Gu Mo.

Just kidding, how embarrassing is it for Gu Mo to hug her?

An Yiqian sat at a place far away from Gu Mo, after all, keeping a distance is good for physical and mental health.

Seeing this, Gu Mo frowned again, but then he didn't speak, and approached An Yiqian directly, and when An Yiqian was about to run away, he hugged An Yiqian again middle.

With this hug, the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.

A trace of panic flashed in An Yiqian's eyes, but Gu Mo's lips were slowly approaching.

Just when Gu Mo's lips were about to touch An Yiqian, An Yiqian suddenly pushed Gu Mo away as if in shock, and quickly stood up to keep a distance from Gu Mo.

But Gu Mo failed to steal the fragrance, and his face was a little ugly.

"I have something to say."

Seeing Gu Mo's ugly handsome face, An Yiqian blurted out these words.

Seeing this, Gu Mo calmed down, leaned on the sofa, looked at An Yiqian coldly, and said, "What is it?"

If it wasn't something important, he would definitely not spare her.

Thinking about it, Gu Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Hearing this, An Yiqian had an awkward expression on her face.

In fact, I have been thinking about Owen's photography exhibition for the past few days, and I just said it because I was in a panic.

But I just went back to Gu's, and I have to ask for leave for three consecutive days, isn't it a bit excessive?

When thinking about it, An Yiqian's eyes were full of entanglements.

An Yiqian's entanglement and hesitation were noticed by Gu Mo, but Gu Mo did not urge her, but just looked at An Yiqian.

Finally, An Yiqian's eyes fell on Gu Mo, and she said, "If I say... I want to ask for a three-day leave, I don't know if I can do it."

When An Yiqian said this, there was a trace of uncertainty and a trace of expectation.

Seeing this, Gu Mo's face sank. He thought it was some big event that could make An Yiqian be so coy, but after a long time, he just wanted to ask for leave?

Immediately, Gu Mo's face became a little ugly, and he refused without thinking: "No!"

When An Yiqian heard this, the expectation in her eyes suddenly turned into disappointment.

Gu Mo looked at the disappointment in An Yiqian's eyes, and for some reason, his heart tightened.

After thinking about it, I immediately asked, "Why do you want to ask for leave?"