"Have you had dinner?" Looking at the mess on the table, Mucheng frowned secretly - is this woman so incapable of taking care of herself? Did she always eat alone when no one was around?

Eat snacks to get through every day when you stay up late to draw?

"Dinner?" An Yan was unaware of the darkness and sadness in Mu Cheng's eyes. He raised his head and glanced at Mu Xi, who was sitting opposite him, as if he still didn't understand what was going on!

"Dinner? Is it so late?" Mu Xi pushed away the manuscript paper in his hand, stretched, stood up from the chair and said to Mucheng: "Then let me do it!"

"I knew you hadn't eaten yet, so I packed it up for you!" Mucheng shook his head.

"Really, how did you know we didn't have anything to eat! Big brother is so awesome!" Mu Xi jumped up from the chair happily, and as usual, rushed up to hug Mu Cheng and kissed him hard on the face.

But when she saw Mucheng's gloomy face and An Yan's thoughtful eyes, her happy face suddenly turned awkward. She looked at Mucheng and said naa-ing: "I'm sorry, I forgot."

"I'm hungry. I only ate your porridge at noon!" An Yan stood up from the chair and walked to the restaurant with bare feet.

"I'm hungry too." Mu Xi lowered his head and walked around Mucheng, then walked quickly to the restaurant behind An Yan.

"Mucheng, how did you know we didn't have anything to eat?" An Yan asked as he opened the lunch box - what should I say about this husband? He knows how to make breakfast, and he already knew your habit of not eating dinner on time on the first day we got together.

, and thoughtfully packed it back!

"I haven't answered your call since I was thinking about you drawing a picture and I forgot about it." Mucheng replied calmly, and while helping them take out the tableware, he asked An Yan: "Did you always skip dinner when you were working overtime to catch up on manuscripts?

"

"In the past?" An Yan lowered her eyes and allowed her long eyelashes to cast heavy shadows on her face. She lost the mood to speak for a while - in the past? Someone always called her to remind her when she was working on a manuscript.

She wants to eat! She will also make an international long distance call to the restaurant downstairs to order it for her and deliver it to her!

What happened next? When we first broke up, she remembered to order food by herself!

What happened next? Then I slowly got used to being alone, no one reminded me, no one remembered me, so there were always a variety of snacks in the office!

A day like that? It’s actually very pleasant—free, calm, and satisfying!

It feels pretty good!

An Yan felt that Mucheng's eyes were staring at her, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly. She put the hot assorted fried rice into her mouth and said with a smile, "We used to have food delivered at the front desk!"

"You don't look at your target when you lie!" Mucheng looked at her and shook his head, got up and went to help her make two cups of hot milk and handed them to the two of them, but looked at An Yan and said, "Remember to answer my call when the time comes.

"

"Yeah, I understand." An Yan smiled and nodded.

Seeing her eldest brother treat a woman so gently and carefully, Mu Xi felt angry and couldn't eat anymore: "I'm losing weight! I'm going to work!"

"Yes." Mucheng responded lightly, ignoring her temper, and directly put her unfinished meal into the crisper, and said to An Yan: "She will eat again when she gets up in the middle of the night."

An Yan looked sideways at Mu Xi, who was leaving angrily, and said to Mu Cheng with a smile, "If she does this every day, why won't she be so angry?"

"You should be sensible at such an old age." Mucheng said, his big hand suddenly reaching for her chin.

"What are you doing?" An Yan leaned back subconsciously.

"There's rice on her chin!" Mucheng's tone was still calm. He leaned forward, fixing her face with one hand, and picked the rice off her chin with the other.

"Oh." An Yan's face turned slightly red, she glared at him and said, "You can't just say it, I thought you were going to take away my spoon and prevent me from eating it!"

"You think I want to molest you!" Mucheng looked at her slightly panicked look and couldn't help but said in a funny tone.

"I have this idea too!" Seeing him expose her idea, An Yan admitted it generously!

Mucheng looked at her taking it for granted and couldn't help but shake his head. He glanced in the direction of the study from the corner of his eye: Mu Xi was also secretly looking this way.

"Take your time. You can't just let go of emotional matters." An Yan also glanced at the study, looked at Mucheng's somewhat irritable expression, and said comfortingly.

"Well, leave her alone. Just drink the milk." Seeing that An Yan had stopped eating after eating half of it, Mucheng pushed the milk in front of her, stood up and threw the rest of the meal into the trash can.

"Why do I think you will be a good husband? The woman who marries you in the future will definitely be very happy!" An Yan sighed as she held the milk in both hands.

Mucheng turned around, looked at her and said meaningfully: "You can try to be the woman you will be in five years."

"If I don't want to be single anymore in five years, and you haven't found the woman you love yet, then I will try to stay by your side!" An Yan said with a smile, lowered his head, drank half of the milk and handed it to Mu.

city.

Mucheng didn't mind it either, and drank the rest in one gulp. After throwing the cup into the pool, he said to An Yan: "Look at your progress today!"

"Yes." An Yan stood up and walked beside him naturally. When his arm naturally stretched out to her waist, she did not deliberately avoid it - it seemed that she had become accustomed to it in just a few days.

She appeared in front of him as his wife, in the mode of his wife.

...

Mucheng took An Yan's manuscript. The drawings were just scattered ideas and no finished works. However, from these ideas, we can see her creative direction - mainly focusing on urban female white-collar workers.

The style is charming in the atmosphere, capable yet enchanting.

"The idea is good, but it hasn't been put together yet! It should be ready tomorrow." Mucheng raised his head and asked.

"Not necessarily, I didn't find a theme that belongs to this series. I'll think about it tomorrow." An Yan said truthfully.

"Well, let's go to the company's sample room tomorrow and have a look. There are two urban romance dramas in my office. You can also watch them. It will be helpful." Mucheng nodded and said.

"Okay." An Yan nodded.

Mucheng took Mu Xi's works again. Among the ten works she selected, the colors were bold, the ideas were novel, and the ideas were broad enough. However, the decorations were a bit too innovative and varied, which made them seem not concise enough.

Compared with Xi Lian's designs, in addition to having a more international flavor, there are still big deficiencies in terms of drawing skills and understanding of consumer psychology - can it be used as a flagship model for next autumn and winter?

"Brother, how about these?" Mu Xi looked at Mu Cheng confidently, and when he glanced at An Yan from the corner of his eye, he was somewhat provocative and proud - this was what she spent three months doing.
Chapter completed!