Chapter 470: Mainly Good-Looking

"Don’t duck your head back, I already saw you."

On hearing this, Zhou Yaling squinted her eyes and walked out of the kitchen confidently.

Zhou Yaling sniffled, crossed her arms and said with a soft hum, "I wasn’t eavesdropping."

Not eavesdropping? Mo Jingchun couldn’t help but roll his eyes back at Zhou Yaling.

If your neck were as long as a giraffe’s, you’d have put your head right from the kitchen into the living room.

"Eavesdropping or not, it doesn’t matter. Everyone will know by tomorrow anyway."

"Tonight, don’t stay up too late, I’ll be going to the office earlier than usual tomorrow."

Saying this, Mo Jingchun’s lips curved upward, he chuckled and said, "How about I buy you a mountain bike? I noticed you’re always rushing to work just on time."

With a look of embarrassment, Zhou Yaling moved her lips to counter, "It’s not my fault. On weekdays I wake up earlier than you every day, and every time when you get up, I’ve already made breakfast."

Seeing her brother caught in a predicament, Zhou Yaling’s spirits instantly rose, humph, expecting me to ride a bike in windy and rainy weather and still want to have breakfast ready every morning?

Sitting on the sofa, Mo Jingchun glanced at the smug Zhou Yaling. He really just said it casually. If she got angry and moved to the dormitory building, it’d be a disaster.

He rubbed Guoguo’s head resting on his thigh, "Go wash your face and brush your teeth, touch the corner of your eye, you’ll find a big surprise there."

Under the scrutiny of Mo Jingchun and Zhou Yaling, Candy drowsily stretched out her chubby right hand to touch the corner of her eye.

Looking at the big surprise that fell into her hand, Candy gasped in surprise.

"Ah~"

No need for her brother to remind again, Candy shyly raced off, causing Zhou Yaling nearby to burst into laughter.

The boisterous laughter directly attracted Bun and Little Grey from upstairs.

Seeing the crazy female caretaker, Bun shivered with all its fat and fled back upstairs without a backward glance.

Only the naive Little Grey circled around Zhou Yaling.

On the sofa, Mo Jingchun was a bit surprised watching Little Grey. He hadn’t really noticed it before, but today, taking a close look, Little Grey has grown quite a bit.

Mo Jingchun vaguely remembered when Guoguo first brought Little Grey to him for adoption, he was just a super tiny puppy, only as big as a palm.

They say Chinese rural dogs are cutest when they’re young; the bigger they grow, the uglier they get, sacrificing looks to grow up.

Looking at it now, it didn’t seem to be what everyone said.

On the contrary, Little Grey’s fur was silky smooth and shiny.

Mo Jingchun, lost in thought, guessed it must be related to diet.

Little Grey doesn’t get poor-quality dog food, and is often taken to the pet hospital for baths.

This also explains why those pet dogs, when tied up to guard the house in the countryside, grow so ugly.

Except for Husky, of course.

That guy looks silly no matter where it ends up.

"Little Grey, come here." Mo Jingchun beckoned, and Little Grey immediately wagged its tail and jumped over from Zhou Yaling’s side.

Zhou Yaling looked on, pursing her lips.

She’d never seen her brother take care of Little Grey personally, and really didn’t understand why Little Grey still listens to him so well.

And Bun too, it’s indifferent to her, but in front of her brother and Candy, Bun is a sweet and gentle big orange cat, though a bit heavy.

All that feeding seems wasted.

Mo Jingchun joyfully looked at Zhou Yaling’s proud and jealous expression while stroking Little Grey’s head.

Who calls the shots in this house?

With one word, he could send Bun and Little Grey off wandering.

Especially Bun, that little thing is really smart.

In the second-floor bathroom, Candy stood on a small stool, holding a 20cm by 20cm face towel, pressing her small face against the mirror, carefully checking if there’s any eye gunk left.

After confirming her face was clean, just to be sure, Candy wetted the face towel again, wrung it out, and seriously washed her face one more time.

After draining the sink, Candy tiptoed to hang the cute-illustrated face towel on the wall, then humming a song, she hopped downstairs.

"Brother, quickly help Guoguo style her hair." Holding a delicate wooden comb, Candy didn’t wait for her brother’s agreement and had already snuggled into his embrace.

Every time in her brother’s arms, Candy felt happiest, full of a unique sense of security! The kind no one else could give.

Mo Jingchun took the comb from his sister’s hand and smirked, "How about a bun hairstyle today?"

"Sure~" Candy nodded without hesitation.

No choice, brother only knows a few ways to do hair.

Bun hairstyle, ponytail, twin-tails, anymore?

Apparently not.

Getting him to style those complex hairstyles, isn’t that just troubling him?

Minutes later, Mo Jingchun contentedly observed his handiwork, a beautiful bun hairstyle.

Alright, the main point is Guoguo is adorable; any hairstyle looks good on her.

"All set, take the comb back to the bathroom."

"Alright~"

"La la la la la~ la la la la~" Holding the comb, Candy didn’t take the elevator, she climbed the stairs up.

In the quiet office building, only a solitary reception staff in the lobby held boredom.

Even the building’s main entrance had just one door open, while other exits were automatically locked.

"President Xu, good morning."

The receptionist, boredly scrolling short videos, amid a gripping scene, lifted her head catching sight of President Xu walking in.

It startled her, and she hurriedly stashed her phone in the drawer.

What was going on today? On weekends, leaders usually don’t work overtime.

"Hmm." Dressed casually, Xu Pengfei nodded without stopping.

Seeing President Xu neither chastise her nor say much, heading straight into the elevator, the receptionist finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seemed like she’d dodged disaster today.

In the office, Xu Pengfei, having just turned on the computer, printed the spreadsheets immediately from the emails.

Holding the still warm printouts, Xu Pengfei paused briefly, then reached for the red wired phone on his desk.

As the phone rang for the third time, something unexpected happened to Xu Pengfei.

The call was abruptly cut off.

Xu Pengfei found it funny, was it an unlucky start to his mission?

Of course, Xu Pengfei didn’t just give up.

The boss rarely gives him direct tasks, and since he did, Xu Pengfei was determined to complete it.

Without hesitation, Xu Pengfei redialed the same number.

This time, the call finally connected.

But...

"Will you ad promoters ever stop calling? Don’t you know it’s Sunday? Just disturbing people’s sleep."

"Bye!"