Chapter 7
Although Yuan Yi'an's decision to run away from home was impulsive, the little guy was quite clever.
Not only did he bring money and his ID card, but he also took off his location-tracking watch and other things he had on his hands, hiding them in the bathroom. Otherwise, the adults with access to the tracking information would have found him long ago.
Fortunately, things didn't escalate to the worst-case scenario.
Yuan Yi'an was found in a KFC restaurant. If they had been a moment later, the little guy would have finished his kids' meal and followed the plan to take the bus, then the subway, and head to the airport!
Of course, by that point, it's unlikely that airport staff would have allowed an eight-year-old child to board a flight alone. But who knows what could have happened on the way to the airport?
"Why did you run away from home?"
Yuan Huaijing had a stern face and a serious tone, accompanied by a hint of interrogation. It was quite intimidating.
He was so used to putting on a cold front that even when facing his own relative, Yuan Yi'an, he couldn't switch gears immediately.
But in this situation, what parents should do first and foremost is to check if their child is okay and show concern. If they have any questions, they shouldn't use this tone and attitude.
There were quite a few new servants in the Yuan family villa in recent years. They didn't know much about Yuan Huaijing, but they had heard some gossip about the masters, especially the two Yuan brothers.
However, since Yuan Huaijing rarely visited, the gossip they heard was mostly hearsay without any substantial evidence. At this moment, many of them exchanged discreet glances without uttering a word.
- See? The upper-class families are indeed complicated.
- Yeah, yeah, being so harsh even to a little child. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
- After all, the young master has the right to inherit. Who knows, maybe they actually wanted him to get lost.
Fang Mo's mind-reading ability only worked on Yuan Huaijing, but even without hearing others' thoughts, she understood that his attitude would surely attract criticism.
Despite the fact that Yuan Huaijing was feeling extremely anxious internally at this moment.
[Damn, it seems like he's being too harsh. Can I even manage to force a smile now?]
[Darn it, what if I can't force a smile?]
Sigh...
Fang Mo let out a sigh in her heart. She just realized that the big boss had the potential to be a villain.
Clearly, they weren't bad people, so why couldn't they communicate properly?
Seeing Yuan Yi'an facing the questioning, biting his lip and refusing to cooperate without violence, Fang Mo couldn't help but take a few steps forward. She squatted down in front of the little guy and spoke with a gentle tone, "Yi'an, don't be nervous. Your uncle is also very worried about you. He's just a bit impatient."
"Secretary Fang!" Yuan Huaijing said.
At first, those three words sounded angry, but upon closer listening, they seemed somewhat embarrassed. Of course, Fang Mo wasn't afraid, but she was suddenly grabbed by Yuan Yi'an's hand.
"It's my fault, don't blame Sister Fang!"
Even though his voice trembled slightly, Yuan Yi'an looked directly into Yuan Huaijing's eyes without any hint of evasion.
In that moment, Fang Mo magically discovered that the two uncles and nephew actually had a slight resemblance, especially in their eyes.
Yuan Huaijing was choked up. He wanted to say that he wasn't worried or impatient, but he couldn't utter either of those sentences.
He could laugh and curse freely in front of Zhao Yan, not caring about his image. But in front of Yuan Yi'an, this child, he couldn't let loose.
Wearing a mask for too long, it's actually not that easy to take it off.
Zhao Yan naturally understood Yuan Huaijing's quirks. After thinking for a moment, he took a step forward and took the initiative to defuse the situation, "Yi'an, your uncle won't blame Sister Fang. How about you and Sister Fang go upstairs to rest for a while?"
After saying that, he gave Fang Mo a meaningful look.
He also knew that it wasn't appropriate to have too many people around at this time. Since Yuan Yi'an really liked Fang Mo, why not let the two of them have a good chat?
Anyway, it's better for Yuan Huaijing not to show up for now. He would only ruin the atmosphere.
Yuan Huaijing didn't used to be so awkward, right? Could it be that the pressure has been too great in recent years?
Fang Mo took Yuan Yi'an upstairs and entered his room.
Upon opening the door, she found herself in a standard luxurious children's room. It was spacious and clean, but surprisingly lacked any signs of life.
"Sister Fang, I'm sorry."
Yuan Yi'an stood in front of Fang Mo with a drooping and dejected posture, resembling a drenched little cat with a pitiful look.
He didn't regret running away from home; he just felt sorry for involving Fang Mo.
Seeing how angry his uncle seemed, what if he scolded Sister Fang? What would he do then?
At the thought of Fang Mo being affected because of him, Yuan Yi'an couldn't help but clench his fists, trying hard to hold back the tears that welled up in his eyes.
The butler had said that boys shouldn't cry. He was the eldest son of the Yuan family's generation, and he couldn't show weakness.
"Yi'an, can I call you An'an?"
Fang Mo didn't directly address Yuan Yi'an's apology. Even if she were to say it's okay or it's not his fault, given Yuan Yi'an's current state, he would probably feel even more guilty, right?
Indeed, upon hearing Fang Mo's question, Yuan Yi'an quickly nodded.
"Then, does An'an want some candy?"
Yuan Yi'an looked at the palm of Fang Mo's outstretched hand, which held a candy that was different from yesterday's, with shiny packaging. Remembering the sweetness of the candy from yesterday, he seemed to already smell the fruity aroma.
He cautiously looked up at Fang Mo, pondered for a moment, and then reached out his little hand to take the candy. After unwrapping it, he put it into his mouth.
Hiss...
Yuan Yi'an made a face as the candy turned out to be sour!
He wanted to spit it out, but when he saw the playful look in Fang Mo's eyes, the little guy couldn't bear to do so.
But fortunately, after the extreme sourness, Yuan Yi'an's taste buds quickly detected a hint of sweetness, which then grew more and more pronounced.
"Is it delicious?"
Fang Mo took out another candy from her pocket, this time with black packaging, and placed it in Yuan Yi'an's pocket. "This one is for tomorrow."
With this sudden turn of events, Yuan Yi'an finally didn't have that deeply resentful look on his face like in the beginning.
Fang Mo could finally have a good chat with this child.
She didn't view Yuan Yi'an as a spoiled brat. He was intelligent and had his own thoughts. Even if he chose to run away from home, he would plan everything carefully.
For a child like him, if he was treated like an ordinary eight-year-old and simply placated, it would be a disservice to him.
"Sister Fang."
As expected, after calming down, Yuan Yi'an took the initiative to explain his thoughts.
His decision to run away from home wasn't as sudden as it seemed. In fact, the idea had been swirling in Yuan Yi'an's mind for a while. It was just that when he secretly ate the candy given by Fang Mo yesterday, that idea instantly solidified into action.
—I don't want to continue like this.
—I don't want to have to sneak around and be cautious even when eating a piece of candy.
But Yuan Yi'an didn't know the specifics of the life he envisioned. He simply wanted to escape from this place for now.
Fang Mo could understand Yuan Yi'an's thoughts because she had also thought about it when she was younger.
—Since you all don't want me, then I'll leave.
But Fang Mo quickly calmed down because she didn't have any money.
Yes, it was that practical. Without money, she wouldn't be able to survive and would go hungry. Even though Fang Mo was still under ten years old at the time, she understood that being hungry was a very uncomfortable feeling.
And Fang Mo was lucky. During that tumultuous and rebellious period, she encountered a good teacher.
Due to the teacher's guidance and encouragement, Fang Mo understood that the best thing she could do at that time was to study hard, pass the exams in the small county, and take control of her own future.
"An An."
Fang Mo gently touched Yuan Yi'an's head. "Can I tell you a story?"
After Yuan Yi'an nodded, Fang Mo began with a traditional story.
"Once upon a time, there was a little girl. When she was five years old, her parents got divorced..."
Fang Mo simplified her own experience and told Yuan Yi'an from an observer's perspective. Watching his thoughtful little face, she knew he could understand and comprehend.
"Is the little girl happy now?"
After a while, Yuan Yi'an's big eyes looked directly at Fang Mo.
"Yes, she's happy."
Fang Mo smiled. "The girl has friends now, she has hobbies and interests, and she even has her own dream house that she used to long for. In the future, she will become happier and happier."
When Fang Mo went downstairs, Yuan Huaijing, Zhao Yan, and the butler were there.
In the face of the three people's gazes, Fang Mo first shared the outcome.
"It should be fine now. He's tired and asleep."
The furrowed brow of the butler slowly relaxed, and Zhao Yan also smiled.
However, the matter was not completely resolved.
"The reason."
Yuan Huaijing succinctly pointed out the core issue.
If they didn't figure out the true reason behind Yuan Yi'an running away from home, what would they do if he did it again next time?
They were lucky to find him in time this time, but what about next time?
Don't say that with so many adults they couldn't take care of one child. People always have moments of negligence. The only way to truly solve the problem is to understand the cause and address it from the root.
Fang Mo didn't hide anything from them either. She started counting on her fingers directly. "Lack of love, loneliness, no freedom, no friends..."
In short, apart from material conditions, Yuan Yi'an's inner world was barren.
Zhao Yan sighed first. He was a worrisome person, and he even reluctantly said that he watched Yuan Yi'an grow up. He knew that Yuan Yi'an didn't have a happy life, but he couldn't come up with a good solution.
Yuan Huaijing's mother didn't even take care of her own biological son, let alone stay to take care of this cheap grandson. Now she was somewhere in another country searching for "artistic inspiration."
As for Yuan Huaijing himself, there was no need to mention it.
In the past two years, he was so busy that he almost dedicated his sleeping time to work. Even though things had improved a little recently, expecting him to take care of a child?
Just by looking at Yuan Huaijing's appearance earlier, nearly making the child cry, it was clear that he was beyond redemption.
As for Yuan Yi'an's birth mother, she was no good either. After Yuan Huaiyan's accident, she quickly divorced and left. Every year during the Lunar New Year, she would have someone send some gifts to Yuan Yi'an, but she herself never showed up. It was obvious that she didn't want to have much to do with her son.
What's more, Zhao Yan added in his mind, the circumstances of Yuan Huaiyan's accident were strange. It was past two in the morning when he suddenly went out alone in a car and collided with a drunk driver, who died on the spot. Even if they made every effort to save Yuan Huaiyan, he ended up in a vegetative state.
After investigating the cause, Yuan Huaijing didn't gain any insights, but his sixth sense told him that this incident was related to Yuan Yi'an's "former sister-in-law," so there was no way he would hand Yuan Yi'an over to her.
After thinking it through, the only one left was the butler.
But the butler, let's put it nicely, was upright, and to put it bluntly, he was rigid.
Yuan Huaijing didn't even correct the old butler when he was misbehaving back then, so it's hard to expect any changes in these few years, to be honest.
And the butler couldn't make Yuan Yi'an make friends either. If they hired a new butler, they were afraid that someone would bully Yuan Yi'an when the adults were not around. It was truly a headache-inducing matter.
Yuan Huaijing's gaze fell on Fang Mo, and it was so obvious that the other two also looked over.
"On Saturdays, the whole day, triple the salary," Yuan Huaijing proposed.
Fang Mo smiled. "Mr. Yuan, my position is a secretary, and I will be very busy afterwards."
"Until the end of the year," Yuan Huaijing insisted.
Fang Mo's smile remained, but she didn't say anything.
"Quadruple the salary," Yuan Huaijing offered.
Fang Mo's smile widened. "Okay, Mr. Yuan, no problem, Mr. Yuan!"
This baffling conversation almost stunned the usually stern butler.
Actually, it's quite understandable. Doesn't Yuan Yi'an like Fang Mo now? Let's set aside other requirements for now, at least this can be accomplished.
Quadruple the salary in exchange for Fang Mo taking care of the child on Saturdays.
Fang Mo gladly agreed!
Anyway, on Saturdays, most of the time, she would have to work overtime, and exhausting her brain would usually only yield double the salary. So being able to earn a little more is certainly better.
As long as the money is enough, nothing is impossible, not even being like 007!
Liking Yuan Yi'an and wanting to earn money from Yuan Huaijing are not conflicting interests. Fang Mo happily started calculating how much her daily wage multiplied by four would be.
After a second of contemplation...
"Wow, I wish every day could be Saturday!"
Yuan Huaijing was also satisfied. Besides his handsome appearance and interesting personality, money was what he had the most.
Anything that could be solved with money was not considered a problem.
This round was a perfect win-win!
However, even though it was Saturday today, after all the commotion, not only the child but everyone was tired. After having dinner provided by the Yuan family and spending a while watching cartoons with Yuan Yi'an, Fang Mo was driven back to her own home by the driver.
Phew...
Fang Mo let out a contented sigh as she lay on her soft bed.
Finally, she could have a good rest day tomorrow.
Chapter 8
Sunday, 9:30 in the morning.
Standing at the entrance of Hart Theme Park, Fang Mo just wanted to give herself a slap for making empty promises yesterday! She shouldn't have set those unrealistic expectations!
Around 10 PM last night, Zhao Yan suddenly messaged Fang Mo, asking if she had time today. Probably understanding Fang Mo's personality, he followed up that question with another one, saying that Yuan CEO mentioned calculating it as four times her salary and all expenses during the period would be reimbursed.
And so, Fang Mo, Yuan Huaijing, and Yuan Yi'an were now standing here.
The tickets were bought at a high price by Zhao Yan.
The personal belongings were also prepared by Zhao Yan.
But Zhao Yan himself didn't come as planned.
The reason being...
[Damn it, I can only let Old Zhao play a few rounds for me first. I have to rank up in this segment!]
Fang Mo: "..."
Combining it with what Yuan Huaijing was thinking about playing games this weekend, Fang Mo immediately figured out the truth.
Yesterday was chaotic, and Yuan Huaijing definitely didn't have much time to play games.
Today, it was most likely that Yuan's butler persuaded him to spend more time with Yuan Yi'an. After all, the presence of family is always different.
No one knows what kind of internal struggle Yuan Huaijing went through, but the result is the three of them at the amusement park right now.
It's fortunate that Yuan Huaijing finally didn't wear that suffocating suit today. He changed into a lightweight and comfortable short-sleeved shirt. His hair wasn't styled up like before with gel, but naturally hung down.
You see, Yuan Huaijing's facial features are actually sharp and angular. Using a common adjective from ancient novels, they can be described as "knife-like." When he's not smiling and pairs that with a cold gaze, it can really make your courage drop by 50% just by meeting his eyes!
Today's attire, with the hair partially covering the sharp brows and eyes, made Yuan Huaijing look several years younger, like a cool and fresh university graduate.
Fang Mo thought that if Yuan Huaijing appeared at the company tomorrow in this image, the forums would probably explode.
Compared to the "President Yuan" who seems unapproachable and difficult to deceive at first glance, this image clearly had more affinity. Even if Yuan Huaijing were to perform a parkour stunt right in front of her, Fang Mo probably wouldn't—well, forget it, she would still be very surprised.
And who would have thought that this cool guy, at this moment, had his mind crazily obsessed with strawberry-flavored ice cream?
Little did they know, Yuan Huaijing was equally surprised by Fang Mo's attire.
In his impression, Fang Mo's image had always been leaning towards an elegant and mature style. The most common combination was a blouse with a midi skirt, and her hairstyle usually alternated between a high ponytail and a bun, probably because she found it troublesome to wear her hair down.
But today, Fang Mo had the same idea as him. She changed into more comfortable short sleeves and shorts, wearing lightweight sports shoes. Even the metal-rimmed glasses she usually wore had disappeared, replaced by, perhaps, contact lenses.
This fully revealed Fang Mo's large and bright eyes, which also appeared somewhat youthful.
[Hasn't she suddenly become several years younger!]
At this moment, their thoughts coincided.
"Fang Jiejie."
Yuan Yi'an wasn't observing as carefully as the others. He was just happy to be able to play with Fang Mo.
Yuan Yi'an had heard about this theme park from his classmates a long time ago. Many of his classmates had come here with their parents, but he...
"Uncle, let's go." Yuan Yi'an felt that he shouldn't treat others differently. After calling out to Fang Mo, he also called out to Yuan Huaijing, then extended his right hand to hold Fang Mo's.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Huaijing, on the other hand, was faster than Fang Mo and first held Yuan Yi'an's left hand.
When Fang Mo joined in and held their hands together, it looked like a family of three going out to play from a distance.
Fang Mo faintly felt that something was off, but because they were close now, she heard more of Yuan Huaijing's inner thoughts after the strawberry-flavored ice cream.
[Damn, that wand is so cool. I have to find an opportunity to buy it!]
[I heard the best thing here is the 4D experience hall. We must go!]
Yuan Huaijing's mind was already filled with thoughts of where to go next. He even planned which character's signature meal to have for lunch.
Fang Mo: ...I really overthought it!
However, in front of "outsiders," Yuan Huaijing obviously wasn't as lively as he appeared in his thoughts. His expression was more like "you guys play, I'll follow along," completely hiding his frustration and regret when he found out they weren't going to the experience hall as the first stop.
Fang Mo, the only one who knew about it, didn't indulge him. Today's main focus was Yuan Yi'an, and his wishes were more important.
"Fang Jiejie!"
"This one is adorable! It suits An'an so well!"
"This one also suits Fang Jiejie. Oh, look, it can change colors. How amazing!"
The two of them happily picked out souvenirs in the store, while Yuan Huaijing stood with his hands in his pockets, holding his phone in the other hand, seemingly uninterested in these "children's" things.
However, Fang Mo, due to the words she had "overheard" earlier, noticed that his gaze had discreetly swept over the wand section several times. But due to his "image," he could only maintain the appearance of a mature adult.
Yet, with that eager look on his face, he seemed even more childish than Yi'an.
Considering that all the expenses for today's food, drinks, and entertainment would be reimbursed, Fang Mo decided to please the big boss.
"Yuan CEO, since we're already here, it wouldn't be good to go empty-handed. Shall we go take a look over there?"
Fang Mo was referring to the popular wand section.
Yuan Yi'an chimed in at the right time, "Uncle, let's go, let's go."
In reality, he didn't dislike Yuan Huaijing. Children are always more sensitive to good and evil, but because Yuan Huaijing had always had a stern face ever since he could remember, resembling Yi'an's father, it made the little guy somewhat afraid.
It wasn't until today when Yuan Huaijing was willing to come and play here with him and Fang Jiejie, without any impatience or criticism, that Yuan Yi'an realized, perhaps Uncle really did love him?
As for Yuan Huaijing's cold expression, it was probably what Fang Jiejie referred to as "tsundere"?
Under the enthusiastic invitation of the two, Yuan Huaijing reluctantly followed along and casually picked up a wand, as if just to appease them.
[Damn, this texture is amazing!]
[Where's the mechanism again? Oh well, I'll try it later.]
[Fang Secretary is really on point! Good job!]
(What should I do? I also want a Phoenix Fire wand. Damn it! Do I have to wait for next time?)
Fang Secretary, who was on top of things, said, "...Yuan CEO, how about getting one for the senior as well?"
Then, Fang Mo swore that she definitely saw a glance of approval from Yuan Huaijing, although it was as fleeting as an illusion.
But as someone who would at most praise an employee with a simple "not bad," Fang Mo never thought that Yuan Huaijing would be the kind of person to give compliments. She didn't expect that with just such a small gesture, she would receive that kind of gaze.
This man, he's truly unexpected and childish!
Fang Mo stifled a laugh and took the initiative to pick up another wand. She then carried a pile of things to the service counter on the other side. Clearly, she didn't expect Yuan Huaijing to do such things. It was definitely her job as his secretary.
Unexpectedly, as Fang Mo approached the two of them with her belongings, she heard Yuan Yi'an's voice filled with anger before she even got close.
"He clearly bumped into me!"
Yuan Yi'an's chest showed a clear trace of ice cream, while across from him stood a boy of similar age, looking unhappy as he held a half-eaten ice cream in his hand.
"You little kid, you can lie at such a young age. It was clearly you who bumped into me when you turned around!"
Behind the boy was an elderly woman, possibly his grandmother, with a hint of anger and disdain on her face. Next to her were the boy's parents, who looked somewhat embarrassed as they tried to persuade their own mother.
The incident happened so suddenly that even the adults couldn't really see what had happened.
Under normal circumstances, it would probably result in a mutual apology and accepting one's own misfortune. However, this elderly lady, upon thinking about the expensive ice cream being gone after only a few bites and seeing her grandson on the verge of tears, immediately believed it was Yuan Yi'an's fault.
Compared to the "crowd," Yuan Yi'an appeared somewhat pitiful.
Yuan Huaijing tried to support the boy, but with his changed appearance, his intimidation factor had greatly diminished. After struggling for a while, he could only spit out, "Check the surveillance footage!"
However, the old lady completely ignored him and reached out to grab Yuan Yi'an. It was then that Fang Mo rushed over from behind and stood in front, blocking her way.
"What are you doing? Bullying a child in public?"
Fang Mo glared coldly with raised eyebrows, exuding an astonishing aura. "If you dare touch us, this matter won't be over today!"
Seizing the opportunity, she directly shoved the items into Yuan Huaijing's hands, standing tall with her hands on her hips, almost tilting her chin up to look down on others.
Fang Mo had quite a bit of experience dealing with elderly people like this.
In short, you had to be fiercer than her.
Otherwise, she would definitely take advantage.
Sure enough, as soon as the old lady saw Fang Mo's intimidating appearance, her hand immediately retracted, and her voice became much softer.
"What kind of person are you? You bumped into us and didn't even apologize. This ice cream costs fifty bucks, and my grandson barely had a few bites..."
Fang Mo didn't want to waste time on this matter. She sneered directly, "Well, my child's outfit here is also a designer brand. It can't come into contact with water at all. It costs four thousand eight hundred. Will you compensate?"
Seeing the old lady about to speak again, Fang Mo pointed to the surveillance camera above her head. "I'd like to see who actually bumped into whom!"
"Mom, stop making a scene."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You see, it wasn't intentional for anyone..."
Finally, the couple behind them played a role. The man held onto the old lady, while the woman pulled the child, putting on a smiling face and quickly leaving, giving off an air of fleeing.
Fang Mo didn't bother to chase after them. She came here to have fun today, and it wasn't worth ruining her mood over this trivial matter.
"Yi'an, let's go to the restroom to change your clothes. It's perfect timing..."
Fang Mo composed her expression, revealing her previous gentle and warm smile as she turned around. However, in the next second, the smile froze on her face.
This uncle and nephew pair were looking at her with an admiring gaze.
Yuan Huaijing's expression wasn't as obvious as Yuan Yi'an's, but his thoughts were certainly not few.
[Secretary Fang, you're so handsome! Really want to give you a thumbs up!]
[Darn it, I didn't perform well just now! Should've...]
"Big Sister Fang, you're amazing!"
Compared to Yuan Huaijing's "reserved" nature, Yuan Yi'an's compliments were much more straightforward. That admiring expression of his made it seem as if Fang Mo had performed some heroic act of self-sacrifice.
But in Yuan Yi'an's heart at this moment, Fang Mo was indeed a hero.
It was the first time someone had stood up for him without asking for reasons or consequences.
The sense of grievance that was present during the argument had instantly disappeared.
"Um, are you okay?"
Fang Mo thought that her fierce appearance just now might have tarnished her image. After all, some people believed that girls should be gentle and humble. Someone like Fang Mo was likely to be called a "shrew".
Unexpectedly, the thought processes of these two individuals were quite different. Yuan Huaijing seemed to still want to personally intervene.
Forget it, forget it. In case someone captured it on camera, it wouldn't be a big deal for the secretary of the Yuan Corporation to argue with someone, but if the CEO got involved, it would put too much strain on the Public Relations Department.
However, the smile that wouldn't fade from the corners of her mouth indicated Fang Mo's good mood.
The feeling of being recognized for her efforts was truly wonderful!
Afterward, Fang Mo took Yuan Yi'an to change into a new outfit. In reality, everything she said earlier about the price of the clothes was made up by Fang Mo. How would she know how much children's clothes cost? The only thing she could be certain of was that they weren't cheap.
Anyway, in that situation, she couldn't afford to show any weakness.
Following that, the three of them played many more activities. Yuan Huaijing naturally went to the 4D experience hall that he had been longing for. It was even better than what Fang Mo had imagined. If she had the chance, she thought she would like to come again.
Finally, considering that Yuan Yi'an had classes tomorrow, around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the three of them ended their trip.
Yuan Yi'an had an excited and thrilled smile on his face. He made plans with Fang Mo to go on a picnic together next Saturday and also provided several places he wanted to visit.
"Great, no problem. See you next week, An An."
Getting off the car, Fang Mo waved her hand to Yuan Yi'an and walked home with today's spoils in hand.
Unaware of this, after she left, Yuan Yi'an cautiously extended an invitation to Yuan Huaijing, hoping that he would join them for the picnic next week.
Yuan Huaijing remained silent for a moment. "We'll see."
To be honest, he had an "okay" time today. It had been years since he went on a picnic, but back in his days abroad, he would often go hiking and swimming with his friends every few days.
Moreover, there didn't seem to be any major events next week, and he could temporarily set aside his gaming. However, his "aloof and distant" persona was playing tricks on him. He felt that immediately agreeing didn't quite fit the image of a domineering and icy CEO. So, after a moment of hesitation, Yuan Huaijing gave that answer.
If Fang Mo were here right now, she would definitely hear the plans forming in Yuan Huaijing's mind—what delicious food should they bring for the picnic? Lao Zhao's barbecuing skills were good; they couldn't miss out on that. I should also show them my own cooking skills!
A certain self-proclaimed mature adult was clearly looking forward to it!