Extreme Pampering After Marriage

  Chapter 611 Despicable as ever

   "You can check your phone, or go back to your office."

  Lu Heyun replied without changing expression, "But I just want to look at you."

  Mo Zhiyun: "..."

   Scoundrel!

   Cursed all over in my heart, I turned the computer chair, looked directly at the night scene outside, and turned my back to him.

  Lu Heyun's gaze shifted from her back to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

  Because the light was too bright, her delicate face was projected on the glass, and her facial features were clear.

  He stared at the phantom on the glass like this, and fell asleep at some point.

   When I woke up, it was because of the crisp tapping sound of the keyboard.

  Opening his eyes, he saw Mo Zhiyun sitting on the computer, his petite facial features were full of seriousness, and his slender and fair fingers were tapping on the keyboard neatly, as if they were about to have afterimages.

  Lu Heyun didn't make a sound to disturb her, but just watched quietly from the side.

  He couldn't understand the codes that flashed on the computer, and after reading it for a while, his eyes fell on her face.

  His weaving has really grown up, and he can be independent.

  Time passed bit by bit, Mo Zhiyun finally stopped, shook his tired and aching fingers, and turned his stiff neck.

   "Thanks for your hard work." The first thing he said was not that the matter was resolved, but "Thanks for your hard work"

   A cup of warm water was placed in front of her.

  Mo Zhiyun was indeed thirsty, so he didn't show politeness to him, and took a drink from his cup, "I've already tracked down the other party's IP, and I'll tell Mr. Jin when the sun rises, don't want their server anymore."

  Lu Heyun didn't understand these things, "You can handle it, I trust you."

  Mo Zhiyun glanced at him sideways, touched his tender and loving eyes, quickly lowered his eyelids, and looked to the other side.

  The sky outside the glass window is gray, and there is light in the east corner, like seeds that have broken through the ground, trying to squeeze the soil and emerge.

   "It's dawn." She got up and went to the hanger to take off her coat, "They won't come again, I'm going back."

  A trace of reluctance flashed across Lu Heyun's eyes, because after she left, he didn't know when he would want to see her again.

   "I'll go with you." Then you can stay for one second longer.

  Mo Zhiyun strode out without much thought, Lu Heyun's wheelchair followed behind her, looking at her back, thinking of something, his eyes filled with sadness.

  Mo Zhiyun went to the elevator entrance and pressed the elevator, but found that the elevator did not respond.

   "What's going on? Is the elevator broken?"

  Lu Heyun shook his head, "I don't know either."

   "You call the duty call and ask."

   "I don't know the number on duty." He smiled helplessly, "This kind of thing is usually handled by Chen Jing."

  Mo Zhiyun: "..."

   The two stood at the elevator entrance, staring at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

   "Otherwise, let's go back to the office and wait, so that the elevator won't stop during working hours." Lu Heyun suggested.

  There is no better way right now, Mo Zhiyun followed him back to the office.

   "My office has a good view, and watching the sunrise is particularly good. Do you want to watch it? Anyway, you are free if you are idle." Afraid that she would be bored, Lu Heyun proposed to watch the sunrise.

  Mo Zhiyun walked into the office with him, Lu Heyun asked her to push the office chair to sit in front of the window, and asked her, "Would you like tea or coffee?"

"coffee."

  Lu Heyun pushed the wheelchair to the tea room, because the coffee machine in the tea room was placed relatively high, and it was not very convenient for him to operate it while sitting in a wheelchair.

   Not long after, Mo Zhiyun heard a "bang", a cracking sound.

  She got up and walked out of the office quickly, and saw Lu Heyun fell to the ground in the tea room next door, and there was water and coffee powder on the ground...

   "Are you okay?" She stepped forward to help him up.

  Lu Heyun avoided her hand, Qingjuan's face flushed, and he didn't even dare to look at her, "I'm fine, I can..."

  Holding tightly on the wheelchair with both arms, he wanted to rely on his own strength to climb into the wheelchair, but—

  The heavy legs didn't have any intuition at all, and they kept sliding down from the wheelchair.

   Falling over and over again.

   His wrists were red.

  Finally, Mo Zhiyun still couldn't hold back, and stepped forward to hug his upper body.

  Lu Heyun wanted to push her away, "I don't need your help, I can..."

   "Lu Heyun, is your dignity or your body more important?"

  Mo Zhiyun frowned, her voice was mixed with undeniable force, "Hold my neck, and I will hold you in a wheelchair."

  Lu Heyun was stunned, his cheeks flushed even more, and there was even a strong shame in his eyes, he turned away her eyes, and turned his head sideways.

  Holding her neck almost tremblingly, Mo Zhiyun used all his strength to hug her into the wheelchair, and bent down to put his legs on it.

  He tilted his head, closed his eyes almost in shame and said, "Zhizhi, this is my retribution."

  The corner of his mouth was full of self-mockery.

  In order to let Mo Zhiyun take the initiative to pursue him, he planned step by step, but Mo Zhiyun got into a car accident and got into a wheelchair...

   Now that his own legs are disabled, this is the reincarnation of heaven, his retribution.

  Mo Zhiyun had been in a wheelchair before, so he knew what it was like, so he bent down to pick up the coffee can on the ground without saying anything.

   Most of the coffee powder was spilled, but fortunately, the remaining amount is enough for two people to drink.

  She boiled the coffee first, then took a vacuum cleaner to clean up the coffee powder on the floor, and finally brought a paper towel to help him wipe the coffee powder off his body.

  When she was about to squat down, Lu Heyun held her wrist, her voice was tight and hoarse, "Zhizhi, leave me alone...please, leave me alone..."

  The better she treats herself, the more ashamed she feels, the more calm she behaves, the more uncomfortable she is...

  Through the matter now, he finally understood.

  The disparity between them is not only the identity background, but also the gap in spirit and character.

  I am not good enough for Zhizhi.

  Mo Zhiyun paused, then handed him the tissue, "You do it yourself."

  Turn around to see how the coffee is brewing.

  Lu Heyun wiped the coffee powder off her body with a paper towel. Looking at her slender figure from the corner of her eye, she felt mixed feelings.

  Clearly knowing that he is not worthy, but can't help but yearn for it.

  He is still as despicable as ever.

   Mo Zhiyun cooked two cups of coffee and took them to the office. It happened that the clouds in the east parted a little, and the golden light penetrated the clouds little by little, illuminating the world.

  The aroma of coffee wafted in the office, and the two of them sat by the window quietly watching this scene, which seemed so harmonious and warm.

   After drinking his coffee, Mo Zhiyun leaned back on the chair and watched the sunrise, and fell asleep without knowing it.

   While Lu Heyun drank the cold coffee, his warm eyes looked greedily at her sleeping face, and he reached out to caress the face of his favorite person...

   See you tomorrow, ask for a monthly ticket!

  (end of this chapter)