The so-called midnight snack was indeed on the bustling street, a roadside stall barbecue, Xia Tian Meng did not make a sound, just eating the meat skewers on the bamboo stick one by one.

  Yang Mu Ye didn't show any dissatisfaction with this place's lack of grandeur, he just silently gazed at her.

  At last, Xia Tian raised her head and looked at him with eyes that were wet like a small deer's: "Senior, accompany me in drinking?"

  Yang Muyang couldn't resist her pure and pitiful little eyes, so he ended up letting Xia Tianmeng drink two cans of beer, and her small face instantly turned red like an apple.

  Because of her first time drinking beer, she quickly got drunk and started speaking loudly, which made Yang Mu Ye secretly find it amusing.

  "Senior, mom hit me today!" She said with a pout, like a child tattling to their parents, "Mom said I shouldn't have been born, senior, what did I do wrong?"

  Yang Mu Ye frowned, not expecting Mrs. Xia to speak so harshly and unpleasantly, even if she didn't like her daughter, she shouldn't have acted this way at the banquet.

  She blinked and Xia Tian Meng drank another can, her small mouth was red and moist like jelly, but her eyes were pitiful: "If I had a choice, I wouldn't be her daughter, being her daughter is not good at all!"

  Yang Mu Ye saw that she was indeed drunk, if she were sober she would never show weakness like this, she always had to be strong in front of outsiders. He sat down beside her, stroking her head: "Alright, don't pretend to be her daughter, Meng Meng you're drunk, I'll take you back?" The eyes of the guests around them couldn't help but glance over, he really didn't like others looking at her like this.

  Summer pouted and tears fell: "I'm so sad, brother doesn't care about me anymore, he won't even help me."

  Yang Mu Ye let out a soft sigh, and wrapped her in his arms to comfort her: "Don't be sad anymore, they didn't treat you well, I'll treat you well." It seemed that since she wasn't welcomed at the Xia's house, it was better not to go back. He would keep her by his side and treat her well himself, no one could bully her.

  "Will you be good to me? Better than my brother?"

  Yang Muyang nodded: "Will do, better than him." After all, he really wanted to take care of her feelings.

  In the summer, Moe clung to his neck with a pitiful expression, and the warm tears fell on his scorching arteries, feeling cool: "You must love me, be good to me forever, you can't abandon me."

  Yang Mu sighed with a heartache, bowed his head and kissed her forehead. Such actions could make him heartache, how could he abandon her? It was just Xia Tian Meng, since she took the initiative to approach him, then he would not let go again.

  Xia Tian Meng woke up from a dizzy and painful headache. She closed her eyes again, then opened them to confirm that it wasn't her own room.

  Wanting to sleep a bit longer but remembering I'm in someone else's home, can only get up.

  The bathroom had new toothbrushes and tooth mugs, even the towels were new. On the chair next to it was a neatly arranged set of women's loungewear with cute rabbit prints on them. The rabbits looked silly and adorable, making Yang Mu Ye's heart ache with love.

  After taking a bath and changing into home clothes, I suddenly smelled the aroma of food when I went out of the room. Summer Miao felt hungry for hundreds of years and immediately said that if Yang Mu Ye could cook, then at least he wouldn't have to worry about cooking in the future.

  Yang Mu Ye was wearing a black shirt, his movements somewhat flustered as he busied himself in the kitchen. His phone was on speaker, and on the other end was an elderly aunt's voice: "Young master, the congee should be cooked over low heat now."

  Yang Mu Ye reached out to touch the pot of porridge and was scalded, withdrawing his hand. Just then, a voice shouted: "Be careful!"

  Before he could even turn around, Xia Tian Meng ran over and pulled his hand under the faucet to rinse it with cold water, scolding him: "How thick is your skin that you dare touch the pot with your bare hands?"

  Yang Muyang slightly raised an eyebrow, seeing that she, who was only up to his shoulder, had her head down, with her long curly hair falling down and looking exceptionally soft: "I'm so tired of making breakfast for you, don't you feel moved at all?" Didn't Han Xize say that aloof women are easily touched by warmth?

  Xia Tian Meng raised her head and gave him a white eye, then turned down the fire a bit and put two slices of hollowed-out toast on the flat pan, cracking two eggs in the middle.

  Yang Muyang watched her skilled movements, feeling both happy and heartbroken. How many young ladies from wealthy families can cook for themselves? If she weren't living alone while studying abroad, how would she know how to cook? And judging by her actions, she must have done it countless times before. Yang Muyang was mistaken, however. After crossing over so many times, Xia Tianmeng had long since honed her culinary skills. Moreover, in her original life, when she studied abroad, she always ate out and never set foot in the kitchen.

  The aunt Wang who heard their conversation on the other end of the phone also hung up herself, secretly delighted in her heart that the young master had finally learned to care for others, and it was probably not far from the little young master coming out!

  "Do you remember what you said last night?" Yang Mu Ye leaned in close behind her, his tall figure enveloping her in his arms.

  Xia Tian Meng was about to turn over and get out of bed, without even lifting his head: "Forgot."

  Yang Mu Ye was shocked and immediately put on a hurt expression: "You use me up and then throw me away! You're not taking responsibility at all!"

  "In the summer, Meng saw his funny appearance and squinted, saying with deep meaning: 'What have I done to you that I need to take responsibility for?'"

  Yang Mu's face contorted in anguish: "You've done everything to me, and now you won't even acknowledge it? Women are indeed as unpredictable as a needle at the bottom of the ocean!"

  Xia Tian Mengbai gave him a glance, put the toast in the plate and walked out with it. Yang Mu Ye casually picked up the milk from the fridge and followed him: "I'm so handsome, elegant, and refined, a perfect single man, but you don't plan to take responsibility?"

  Xia Tian Meng put the dinner plate on the table and looked at him sideways: "What have I done, anyway?"

  Yang Mu Ye sat down beside her, straightening his back: "You said I'm not allowed to leave you!" Thinking about how pitiful she looked last night, compared to her coldness now, it's really a heartless change!

  Xia Tian Miao pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at him. Suddenly, she smiled: "If you can do it."

  Yang Mu Ye didn't know how to describe the feeling at this moment, after thinking about it for so many years, he tried his best to be sincere with someone for the first time, and being able to be with her almost felt a little surreal.

  In the summer, Meng saw him suddenly dazed and felt that he couldn't imagine how ruthless and heartless he was to his former goddess in the original text. What's lacking between them is probably communication. Yang Muye didn't see the softness and cuteness of the female match, and the female match didn't see the tenderness behind Yang Muye's proud back.

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  The president and the head of the design department are together!

  The news spread like wildfire throughout the AI headquarters, with everyone gathering in clusters to gossip about how the CEO and department flower arrived at work together, and how the CEO touched the department flower's face. In their eyes, Xia Tian Meng instantly upgraded from "having an ambiguous relationship with the CEO" to "being the CEO's girlfriend".