Jasmine Garden.

Jian Yimo had just woken up. Seeing that Mu Tinghuai was no longer by her side, she sat up suddenly and grabbed the phone on the bedside table. It was already nine o'clock.

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Her alarm was turned off by Mu Tinghuai. She dialed Mu Tinghuai's number. As soon as the call was connected, her angry voice came, "Mu Tinghuai, who told you to turn off my phone alarm!"

"Wife, are you hungry?" Mu Tinghuai changed the subject.

"Mu Tinghuai, don't try to change the subject. I'm late." Jian Yimo was angrily.

"Wife, you are the president. No one dares to blame you for being late." Mu Tinghuai said with a grin.

"Hubby, I have to set a good example myself. Otherwise, if everyone is late, we won't be able to go to work properly." Jian Yimo reasoned with him.

"Wife, don't be angry. Go home and punish your husband tonight. Your husband will serve you well." Mu Tinghuai teased her.

"Serve me? I think you enjoy it." Jian Yimo was almost fooled by him again.

"Aren't you enjoying it too?" Mu Tinghuai could imagine his wife looking shy when he said this.

As expected, Jian Yimo's face turned red. "What kind of lewd words are these? I won't pay attention to you anymore."

Jian Yimo hung up the phone, hurriedly got out of bed to wash up, and found a set of professional clothes to change into, looking beautiful and capable.

When she ran downstairs, Aunt Li called her, "Madam, breakfast is ready."

"I'm late. Pack some for me and I'll eat when I get back to the company," she said anxiously.

Seeing this, Aunt Li quickly helped her pack the food. Jian Yimo took the lunch box and said, "Thank you, Aunt Li. I'll leave first."

Aunt Li smiled. The young mistress was not arrogant, but very approachable and polite to them. She was really happy for the young master and he had found a good match for her.

Jian Yimo returned to the company and when she walked to the door she heard people inside talking about last night's banquet.

“Isn’t this our president?”

"Of course she is. I think we are the only ones who know that the Mu family's young mistress is our president."

"The president is so beautiful, even her back view has won praise from netizens."

"She's a good match with Master Mu."

"Look at this woman on the dance floor, isn't she the eldest daughter of the Ye family?"

"I heard that she wanted to have her first dance with Master Mu but was rejected."

“How embarrassing.”

Jian Yimo didn't have time to check her phone this morning and didn't even notice this trending search.

As she was about to walk into the company, she deliberately made her footsteps very loud. Everyone noticed her coming and quickly shut up.

Jian Yimo returned to the office and took out her mobile phone to open the trending search. She sighed softly. Fortunately, only her back was photographed. Except for the people in the company, no one discovered that she was Madam Mu.

She put down her phone and started her day's work.

The phone she had just put down rang again. She looked and saw that it was Jian Zhaoliang calling. She watched the phone ring to the end without answering it.

But just as it ended, the phone rang again. In order not to affect her work, she picked up the phone and said in a cold voice, "Hello."

"Mo Mo, are you free tonight? Come back home for dinner." Jian Zhaoliang spoke in a flattering tone. He didn't speak to Jian Yimo like this before.

"I'm busy." Jian Yimo refused directly.

"Mo Mo, Dad hasn't seen you for a long time. I really want you to come back for a meal. Your sister is about to marry Fu Yansheng." Jian Zhaoliang explained.

She was still with Fu Yansheng? Didn't she know his family was bankrupt? Jian Yimo became interested, "Okay, I'll go back with Mu Tinghuai tonight."

Hearing that Mu Tinghuai was going back together, Jian Zhaoliang was extremely happy, "Okay, I'll tell the kitchen to make your favorite dish."

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