Chapter 1341 - 1343:
Gong Ruini yawned, rolled over and got ready to go back to sleep, but unexpectedly she couldn’t roll over—she could feel someone lying next to her.
"Move over." Seriously, why is there someone on my side of the bed.
Wait, why would there be someone? Gong Ruini shot up in bed in fright.
There were four people here but only three apartments; every night at midnight, Gong Ruini would go back to her room under the escort of either Zhao Guangran or Gong Jiaming.
Before they left, they would do a sweep of the whole place, then remind Gong Ruini to lock the apartment up properly.
"What’s wrong?" Although Zhao Xuran had been sleeping for a while and had just woken up not long ago, this was exactly the time one was supposed to be sleeping.
With his wife in his arms he couldn’t do anything else, so he could only close his eyes and try to hypnotize himself into falling asleep as soon as possible.
Just now downstairs he’d talked a lot with Zhao Guangran—for example, how Guangran had also received tasks, and if he didn’t rest well, how was he supposed to keep up with the pace.
Though Zhao Guangran hadn’t admitted how irritable his temper was at work, from Gong Ruini’s complaints, Xuran knew his wife hadn’t been wrong before.
Zhao Xuran did not want to wait until he started work and then have to watch this irritable younger brother get scolded by him countless times; that would be a complete loss of face for both of them.
He really hadn’t planned to do anything; he’d just wanted to sleep quietly, but his own wife clearly had no intention of letting him off the hook.
"It’s you." Hearing that familiar voice, Gong Ruini let out a breath of relief. Since it was Zhao Xuran, she lay back down to continue sleeping.
She was busy like a dog every day; if Zhao Guangran hadn’t used that trick to "take her out" today, she would probably have had to keep working overtime.
With such good luck today, Gong Ruini didn’t dare bet on having the same good luck tomorrow.
Some tricks were fine to use once, but using them long-term was something Zhao Guangran would never agree to.
Especially as the departure date he’d set for heading to Japan got closer day by day, Gong Ruini could clearly feel him getting more anxious.
The only thing Gong Ruini could do was try to minimize the number of people Zhao Guangran yelled at.
Sigh, is there some kind of calming herbal decoction? Otherwise, if he keeps going like this, won’t he just fall apart?
Right, why was she so dumb? Couldn’t she just ask the twins?
Gong Ruini almost wanted to knock on her own head a few more times.
What the hell is this, Zhao Xuran was startled by how she was suddenly pounding her head non-stop. "What’s wrong?"
Don’t tell him she’d gotten spooked by his silhouette.
"Remind me tomorrow to call Ban Xia and the others." These past few days her brain cells had been used up too much; Gong Ruini could only say her memory was having issues.
Call Ban Xia? "You feeling unwell?" His first thought was that his wife wasn’t feeling well physically.
And it made sense—these days she’d been busy playing logistics support, plus running around doing this and that; his wife really was exhausted.
"Not for me, I’m asking for Guang Ran." Gong Ruini yawned and was about to lie down.
Asking for that brat Guang Ran? Zhao Xuran was very displeased. "Why ask for him?"
Isn’t that kid bouncing around full of energy, living his best life? Whenever he’s unhappy he just yells at people.
"I think he’s too anxious, and I don’t know if there are any calming herbal decoctions in Chinese medicine."
"If there are, once I get the prescription, I’ll go to Chinatown to have the medicine made for him."
She even wanted to help him get the medicine? Zhao Xuran felt a wave of sourness in his chest. "Don’t tell me you’re going to decoct the medicine for him too."
Hmph, she’s never even been this nice to him, so why was she suddenly being so nice to this brat Zhao Guangran.
Clearly she’d been constantly complaining about all the things wrong with that guy before.
"If I don’t, who’s going to decoct it?" Gong Ruini was helpless too. "Each one of them manages to burn the food when they cook; you think I can trust them?" Every time she sent them to the kitchen to keep an eye on things, they almost caused accidents.
All in all, after going through something like that once, Gong Ruini never wanted them helping in the kitchen again.
"Who cares about Zhao Guangran." Zhao Xuran looked at Gong Ruini’s dazed eyes staring at him. Although her gaze was on him, it clearly wasn’t focused.
On impulse, he pulled Gong Ruini down, flipped over, and pressed himself on top of her.
What is happening—Gong Ruini just felt her body jolt, then she was lying flat on the bed, and she could clearly feel a weight pressing down on her.
So he’s planning to go for it? Gong Ruini really wasn’t in the mood. "Um..."
Should she say that she had another hellish day of work tomorrow and needed to be in good physical shape, or that after sitting on a plane to the United States for so long, Zhao Xuran needed more rest instead?
As for her worries, Zhao Xuran felt none of that was an issue. "You don’t need to move, I’ll do all the work."
"And you’re worried about my stamina?" He had been tired at first, but after a big meal and a nap at noon, Zhao Xuran had actually recovered a lot.
Ahhh, no way. Gong Ruini wanted to keep talking, but how could Zhao Xuran let her open her mouth.
If he weren’t already lying on top of her, maybe Zhao Xuran could have held back, but right now he really didn’t want to, and he also didn’t want to go take a cold shower.
"Ni Zi, I love you."
While Zhao Xuran kept murmuring, what could Gong Ruini do—other than having her armor stripped off piece by piece, she had no other options.
She didn’t even know what time she finally went to sleep last night, nor who had helped clean her up.
But when she woke up, she saw the sun hanging high in the sky. Sure, it was midsummer and Mr. Sun clocked in early for work.
But judging from how high it was, it had to be at least after nine.
Oh my god—Gong Ruini shot up almost instantly. Yesterday she’d slipped a sleeping pill to Zhao Guangran; that brat was definitely going to remember it.
Today he was absolutely going to lie in wait for her to slip up so he could mock her good and proper, and this idiot herself had actually delivered the leverage right into his hands; there was no one dumber than her.
Gong Ruini was full of helplessness. Hmph, this was all because of that brat Zhao Xuran. She had clearly told him she was going to have a rough day today.
"Sigh, you really can’t expect much IQ from someone whose brain is entirely occupied with his little brother’s happiness."
What made her even more depressed was how sore her body was. "Ugh, it hurts so much."
Could she even get up in this state? Even if she did, she was worried about whether she could get into work mode.
"Maybe I just shouldn’t show up in front of Zhao Guangran?" Gong Ruini muttered to herself.
"If he dares to yell at someone, let him yell at Xuran instead." Yeah, that’s right—if it weren’t for Zhao Xuran, how would she have ended up like this.
That’s what she said, but she still struggled to get up. Even if she was going to be yelled at by Zhao Guangran, with so many things to do, if she really didn’t show up, Zhao Guangran would probably unleash his full firepower on her tomorrow.
"I’m a child who loves to work." As Gong Ruini straightened up, she noticed a thermos on the nightstand.
A thermos with a very large capacity. "What’s this?"
Moving slowly to the edge of the bed, she discovered there was even a note.
She picked it up and saw it was a note from Zhao Xuran: I’m going to help Zhao Guangran with work. You have a good rest. Also, the thermos is filled with red bean and jujube porridge that I cooked myself. Don’t forget to eat it.
Reading that note, Gong Ruini felt a little burst of happiness in her heart. This was porridge personally cooked by her own man; it had to taste amazing.