Ni Yang's eyes were clear, and she repeated those four words again.
What did she say?
It was "pick as you please."
Mo Qishen suppressed those chaotic thoughts in his mind and silently accelerated the car.
Ni Yang wasn't always so easygoing.
He needed to cherish this opportunity.
Before long, they arrived at the manor.
After getting out of the car, Mo Qishen diligently said, "Leader, I'll prepare the bath for you; would you like red roses or pink roses tonight?"
Ni Yang had the habit of taking a fresh flower bath every evening.
Ni Yang thought seriously for a moment, "Hmm, red roses then, remember to add bath salts."
"I know." Mo Qishen walked toward the bathroom without turning his head.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ni Yang looked at the files she hadn't dealt with in the office today.
Just as she finished handling the paperwork, Mo Qishen came over, "Leader, I've got the bath ready for you, and I've also brought your pajamas."
"Okay." Ni Yang nodded.
