Love and Producer: Cat and Rose

After reading the last document, Li Zeyan took off his glasses and rubbed his sore eyes.The sound of the second hand on the table moving clearly fell in his ears, and he knew how late it was without looking at him.

Wei Qian on the side put away the documents one by one, looked at Li Zeyan's tired face with his hands on the table and closed his eyes, and couldn't help reminding softly: "President, that's all for today's financial statement and other plans, you should go back and rest early ?”

Shensi was pulled back to reality, Li Zeyan nodded to his assistant, got up and took off the coat and scarf hanging aside and wrapped it around his body.Overlooking the colorful city night scene outside the window, he told Wei Qian behind him: "Go here first today, and let the employees who work overtime go home early."

"Okay." Wei Qian nodded to Li Zeyan, and asked tentatively: "President, tomorrow...is your birthday, what are your plans?"

The hands tied with the scarf paused, and after a few seconds of silence, Li Zeyan said in a flat tone: "No need to pass."

He turned to Wei Qian, who had already guessed the answer, and continued to order: "If someone gives a cake gift or has other invitations for entertainment, decline them all."

"Yes." Wei Qian nodded.

He followed the shadow on the ground and looked up. Under the light, the man's tall figure was determined and lonely.

"Let's go together." Li Zeyan said as he walked out of the office first.

"The driver is already downstairs in the company."

"it is good."

Huarui's glass door opened slowly, and the icy cold wind outside was in stark contrast to the heating inside the building. Li Zeyan looked up at the night sky with a thin waning moon, and walked straight to the black Bentley parked in front of the steps .

The driver standing by the door opened the door for him, and Wei Qian, who followed beside him, gave the driver a few words, and then the car left Financial Street and drove towards Li Zeyan's home.

"Is there a problem?"

After driving a few streets, Li Zeyan, who was sitting in the back seat, stared at the driver in the front seat who hesitated to speak and asked.

"President, tomorrow... can I ask you for a day off?" The driver manipulated the steering wheel skillfully, and at the same time looked in the rearview mirror at the expressionless Li Zeyan behind him, his flushed face was filled with apology. .

"What's the reason for the leave?" Li Zeyan, who was resting on the seat with his eyes closed, asked lightly.

"The doctor said that my wife might give birth tomorrow, and I want to be with her, so..." the driver hesitated, revealing a hint of nervousness and joy of becoming a father in his words.

"Is a week enough for you?" Li Zeyan interrupted the driver's explanation, and answered without the slightest hesitation.

"That's enough, thank you President! Then...do I need to find you a substitute driver? I know a lot of reliable colleagues."

"No, I'm driving my own car these days."

"Ok."

During the conversation, Bentley has gradually entered the quiet and elegant high-end residential area under the night.

When the car stopped firmly in front of and behind the door of the villa, Li Zeyan opened the door, turned around and said to the driver, "If you need any help, please let me know." After speaking, he left without looking back.

After a while, the stunned driver rubbed his face flushed from the cold, and looked at Li Zeyan's back with mixed feelings.

After returning home, he wanted to take a shower and go to bed to rest, but when he saw the mango walking towards him, Li Zeyan couldn't help reaching out to pick it up and put it on his lap, looking directly into the mango's green eyes, he He suddenly remembered the research on animal psychology that Xu Mo mentioned to him a few days ago.

Thinking of this, Li Zeyan picked up the mobile phone that was put aside, and clicked on the chat software that he had neglected for several days because of his busy work.

Surprisingly, Xu Mo didn't send him a message after ten o'clock in the evening since we parted that day.Although this was a joke between the two of them, Li Zeyan still felt that Xu Mo's research should be more or less concerned.

He entered "how is the research progress on animal psychology?" in the chat box. After sending a line, he glanced at the time on the phone as the time was getting closer and closer to zero, and couldn't help shaking his head and lamenting that his work efficiency had suddenly deteriorated recently.

Xu Mo stared at the message prompt flashing on the screen, and put down the book he was reading.His slender fingers quickly typed a line of words on the keyboard.

Yiwei: It's so late, you haven't slept yet?

Before Li Zeyan could reply, Xu Mo continued to organize his words.

Yiwei: My research is still going on~ How is Mango?

King: It's fine, it's lying on my lap right now.

King: (picture)

In the photo sent by Li Zeyan, Mango is lying comfortably on his lap, his thick hair looks great against the black trousers, and the green eyes looking directly at the camera are alert, but his whole body is still radiant. With the aura of "I don't want to talk to anyone except Li Zeyan".

Yiwei: It seems that he is recovering well, have you been worried about Mango these days?

King: Of course.Are you still working overtime in the research institute?

King: I think you should know better than me the harm of staying up late to your body.

Yiwei: I don't work overtime today, just waiting for a time.

King: Zero?What are you doing?

Yiwei: Guess what.

Yiwei: Well-behaved.jpg

king:……

King: I'm going to take a shower.

Xu Mo looked at Li Zeyan's message full of small emotions, and smiled without saying a word.

Yiwei: Look, the time is up.

Yiwei: happy birthday~

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After a long time, Li Zeyan responded to Shanshan.

King: ...Thank you.

King: You remember my birthday?

Yiwei: I remember it since I was a child. (cute laugh)

King: I'm not your brother...why remember it so well?

Yiwei: Better than.

King: Well...

Yiwei: Do you want to celebrate tomorrow?

King: The company is very busy recently, and I don't have time to spend on these things.

Yiwei: Then—congratulations to the CEO, who is one step closer to turning 30...

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King: ...you don't have to remind me.I'm going to take a shower, bye.

Yiwei: Are you angry?

King: No, the man in Bensan should rest early.

Yiwei: Then... good night. (cute laugh)

King: Well, remember not to post such childish emoticons next time. :)

King: (the system comes with a good night emoji)

Yiwei: Alright~ Please wait and see.

Xu Mo turned off the lamp beside the desk, and the moonlight from the window behind him cast his figure on the study carpet, black and soft.

"Should I prepare a surprise for him?" Xu Mo said softly, stroking the soft fur of the cat nestled on his lap.

The little prince looked at his master who was lost in thought with his bright eyes at night, then he lowered his head and rubbed his hand, and continued to curl up quietly on his lap, wagging his tail leisurely.

At this moment, Li Zeyan, who was standing in front of the bathroom mirror and wrapped in dense mist, wiped away the water mist on the mirror with his hand, and carefully looked at the face in the mirror that was somewhat illusory due to the entanglement of water vapor.

His face was firm, his eyes were sharp and bright, his skin was firm and radiant, and everything looked like a young man.

"It's not thirty yet."

Li Zeyan stared firmly at himself in the mirror and said lightly.

The face in the mirror raised his eyebrows at him, obviously very happy with such soothing words.

The author has something to say: After being reminded by Liao, Mr. Li's middle-aged crisis seems to have been successfully brought forward...