"Qingyang, did you bring breakfast?" Wei Jiajia was getting Tang You'an out of bed when she saw Lian Qingyang holding a bag full of breakfast items. She said, "Qingyang, Xiao Yue went to the motorcade yesterday afternoon, you're really thoughtful." Although the Lian Family wasn't that great, Lian Qingyang was really not bad. "Oh, then this is for the little aunt." Lian Qingyang handed over the breakfast and said, "Since I've bought it already, it'd be a waste not to eat it, so I'm heading back now." "This breakfast, you..." Take it back with you. Wei Jiajia hadn't finished her sentence when Lian Qingyang ran off like a streak of smoke, not staying a minute longer without Tang Yue around. "Who was that?" Tang Mingli poked his head out from the kitchen. He was in the middle of making noodles, and he had faintly heard someone talking outside. Wei Jiajia held up the breakfast and said, "You haven't made noodles yet, right? He brought breakfast, steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks, even eggs." "Not everyone in the Lian Family is bad," Tang Mingli said, looking at the breakfast and then at the boiling water in the pot, where he was about to cook noodles. Perfect timing to turn off the fire, he said, "Speaking of which, we really should thank Lian He for not coming back, otherwise, where would my second brother find such a great second sister-in-law?" "Exactly." Wei Jiajia agreed with a smile. Others had issues with sisters-in-law or mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and even her elder sister had these problems, but not her. Granny Tang never picked on her, especially after she had her son, and now she picked even less. Her sister-in-law Wang Aihua might make snide remarks, but she took them as the wind by the ears. After all, they didn't live together, and now, Wang Aihua didn't even get the chance to make those comments. Her second sister-in-law Zhang Hualian was even better. She and Zhang Hualian were close as sisters, and Zhang Hualian was a very kind person, not to mention her lovely son and daughter. If it were not for Tang Yue, how could their family be living in Jing City now, let alone have Mingyue Clothing and Mingyue Clothing Factory, earning hundreds of thousands a year. Mo Siyu kept the house very neat and tidy even though he lived alone. Tang Yue went straight into the kitchen and started preparing the vegetables. The day slowly turned dark, and when Mo Siyu saw the light on the second floor, he knew Tang Yue had come. Every time he returned to the company, it was pitch-dark, but whenever Tang Yue came, it was always brightly lit. After pushing the door open, there were steaming dishes on the square table and the sound of water from the kitchen. Tang Yue, holding bowls and chopsticks, came out and immediately smiled upon seeing Mo Siyu, "You're back? Go wash your hands, it's time to eat." Mo Siyu had gotten darker and thinner after not seeing him for more than half a month. "Okay." Mo Siyu quickly went to wash his hands in the kitchen. Sitting opposite Tang Yue, looking at the dishes on the table, he said happily, "You make braised pork every time you come, I'm going to get fat." "You've lost so much weight, how can I not fatten you up?" Tang Yue glanced at him, still wearing his training clothes, and his arms were dark and reddish from being in the sun for a long time. "I'm fine, I'm used to it." Mo Siyu felt the concern in her gaze, holding his bowl, yet his eyes never left Tang Yue as he said, "You should eat more too." Mo Siyu picked up a piece of lean meat for Tang Yue. After dinner, Mo Siyu went to wash the dishes in the kitchen, and Tang Yue cleaned up the table and chairs. She then washed the grapes they bought before finally sitting down on the sofa, only to see Mo Siyu had already finished washing the dishes in the kitchen. He pulled up a stool to sit on and did not hug her or sit on the sofa. "I haven't had a shower yet," Mo Siyu answered. He was still covered in sweat and didn't want to dirty the sofa or make her endure the smell. "It's fine," Tang Yue said nonchalantly as she grabbed his hand, half-rising to feed him a peeled grape, aksing, "Has training been very hard these days?" "It's okay," Mo Siyu replied, eating the sweet-and-sour grapes that tasted especially delicious. Before he could peel one for himself, Tang Yue already plucked another grape for him. Mo Siyu's eyes deepened as he snatched the grape from her. Tang Yue didn't pay him any mind and continued to pick grapes. Mo Siyu quickly peeled some grapes and held them out to Tang Yue. Her smile, more beautiful than a peach blossom in March, bloomed as she bit into the grape, surprisingly sweet. "Is it tasty?" Mo Siyu asked affectionately. "Sweet," Tang Yue replied, her smile lifting. They continued eating grapes, peeling them for each other until finally, Tang Yue mumbled, "What are we doing? I peel for you, you peel for me?" "Next time I'll peel for you, and you won't have to lift a finger," said Mo Siyu. After enough rest, Mo Siyu told Tang Yue it was her turn to shower, "I've already boiled the hot water for you." Mo Siyu prepared the hot water and brought it to the bathroom. Tang Yue, holding her clothes, went to shower. Meanwhile, Mo Siyu also entered the room to take out his clothes and lay them on the sofa. Though it was not the first time they had stayed under the same roof, Mo Siyu's heart still 'thumped' uncontrollably every time Tang Yue visited. After a while, Tang Yue came out in a knee-length dress, loose and comfortable, with a simple yet pretty pattern. Her black hair cascaded down, slightly wet from the shower, some strands adhering to her cheek. They say a beauty needs no ornaments, just like a lotus flower emerging from clear water, but Mo Siyu felt that description wasn't enough to capture her beauty. The Tang Yue before him had droplets on her forehead, her fair skin flushed from the bath, eyes as clear and tranquil as a spring. "Si Yu, it's your turn to shower now," Tang Yue said with a grin, adding color to the already beautiful sky like the clouds at dawn. Mo Siyu's adam's apple involuntarily bobbed. While Tang Yue was drying her hair, she headed toward the sofa, advising, "Oh, I brought two bars of soap, white one is yours and the light yellow one is mine." "Okay," Mo Siyu took a deep breath, his voice slightly hoarse as he grabbed his clothes and looked away from Tang Yue, fearing if he looked any longer, he'd turn into a big bad wolf and swallow Little Red Riding Hood whole. Tang Yue was in a good mood, humming a tune while she dried her hair, which was somewhat damp. The singing flowed in from outside from time to time, making Mo Siyu let out a resignful sigh, thinking his wife was still a bit young, not even twenty yet. As the weather got hotter, Mo Siyu dared not get too close to Tang Yue, fearing he might lose control and consume her. Though he was set on marrying Xiao Yue, he still didn't want to have relations with her before marriage and allow others to misunderstand her. Tang Yue felt he was behaving more cautiously than usual but didn't think much of it. She asked, "Si Yu, how are the negotiations going with the shipping company?" That shipping company had a lot of cargo; securing their order meant a long-term contract for their company. Plus, the matter of hiring more staff needed to be addressed soon.