Yan Anxi looked like he suddenly realized: "I understand, you are deliberately creating opportunities for Chen Hang... No wonder you said when you left just now, telling Chen Hang not to scold you in your heart."

"I called him so late, he must be wondering in his heart. I don't know how many times I have scolded me."

"He won't know now, maybe he's grateful to you too much! Hey, husband, when did you realize that Chen Hang and Linda... have something to do with each other?"

"I've seen it a long time ago, haven't you noticed it?"

"I don't have one, I just saw a little clue, so I'll verify it with you."

"It depends on the fate of the two people." Mu Chi Yao said, "If it succeeds, it will be considered a happy event."

"That's right, if we get to the point of getting married, we have to get a big red envelope. But I'm in the company and I don't see any ambiguous communication between the two of us."

"Work is work, feelings are feelings. If you can't see it, it only means you..."

"Okay, OK." Yan Anxi quickly interrupted him, "I know you're going to say I'm stupid again."

"It's stupid."

As he said that, Mu Chi Yao turned his head and looked at her. Seeing that Yan Anxi was wearing a coat, he withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

Although it was already the beginning of spring, the weather was still relatively cold, and he didn't want her to catch a cold.

Yan Anxi was thinking along the way that she had to try her best to do everything she could to be jealous of Chen Hang and Linda.

She had asked Chen Hang quips before, and after working with Mu Chi Yao for so long, it was time to get married and find a girlfriend.

Chen Hang responded to Tai Chi, but it was unclear. Who knew that he was interested in her company...

When I returned to Nianhua Villa, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Yan Anxi yawned, unbuttoned his seat belt and asked, "Yi Yan and Nian An, are they all asleep?"

"It should be." Mu Chi Yao replied, "When I came to pick you up, they had already gone to take a shower."

When Yan Anxi was getting off the car, Mu Chi Yao suddenly said, "Go and open the trunk and help me get something."

"Ah... OK."

Yan Anxi got out of the car, suddenly remembered something and asked, "What are you taking?"

Mu Chi Yao seemed to have not heard it and got out of the cab.

Yan Anxi curled his lips, forget it, and ask him what he was later.

It was colder at night than during the day, especially when I got off the bus and entered the cool breeze at night, Yan Anxi couldn't help but wrap her coat tightly.

She quickly walked to the back of the car and when she reached out to open the trunk, she also saw Mu Chi Yao walking towards this side.

She asked casually: "What do you want me to take?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the trunk was also opened. Yan Anxi looked closely and was stunned. All the things he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

She looked at the scene in front of her without blinking for a moment.

I saw that the trunk of the car was full of red roses.

One by one, blooming in beauty, one by one, one by one, so beautiful that it is unremarkable.

Under the lights in the garden, in such a quiet night, these roses seemed to bloom in her heart.

Mu Chi Yao also walked to her side.

Yan Anxi looked at him: "Did you... prepare it for me?"

"Or otherwise, it's for another woman?"

"You dare." Yan Anxi said, "How could he suddenly give me such a surprise?"

Mu Chi Yao just smiled slightly, without answering, and asked back: "Does it look good?"

Yan Anxi nodded: "It looks good. Rose is, of course it's beautiful."

The roses in the entire trunk, coupled with such a luxury car, look very enjoyable visually.

"Then, take a closer look, what else?"

Yan Anxi looked at the roses again and saw a small exquisite card in the middle of a bouquet of flowers.

She picked it up and slowly unfolded: "You won't write a love letter to me, are you?"

After a pause, she asked again: "What day is today? Why are you suddenly so attentive?"

Mu Chi Yao stretched out his hand and held her shoulder: "I don't know what day it was. Today... probably, many days we were together, that's all."

"That means that today is not a special day?" Yan Anxi smiled, "Hate, I thought I was busy with work and forgot what day it was. It turns out that I didn't forget..."

"Isn't every day unique to us? Every day of life has only one day. After spending, it will be gone and will not come again."

"Yes." Yan Anxi nodded, "But you didn't give me such surprises every day."

"Do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it very much."

Women can never escape such romantic offensives.

Although she and Mu Chi Yao had a good relationship, Yan Anxi felt that she could recall it for a month when he came here today.

She turned around and held him actively: "Occasionally such surprises... will really make me feel good. Husband, I love you."

"I love you too."

Mu Chi Yao gently kissed her forehead, then moved her thin lips, and the breath of breath sprayed behind Yan Anxi's ears, warm and a little itchy.

"What are you doing..."

"Don't move." Mu Chi Yao said, "I have something to tell you."

"Then say, don't, don't keep blowing..."

Yan Anxi shook his neck so much that he was so itchy that he giggled.

Mu Chi Yao chuckled: "Didn't you just say that today is not a special day? In the past few years, we did not leave any deep memories on this day."

"Yes... today is not your wedding anniversary, not your birthday and I, nor is it an important day..."

"But we can turn today into a very, very important day for every year in the future. What do you think?"

After Mu Chi Yao finished speaking, he looked into her eyes.

Yan Anxi was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he understood the true meaning of his words.

"Husband, you want..."

"I want everything," he said. "Since this day of the past, we did not turn it into an important day. Then today, I turned it into an important day. In this way, we will be worthy of commemoration every year in the future."

Yan Anxi blinked, looked at him, opened his mouth, not knowing what he should say.

What does he want to do?

Mu Chi Yao kissed her forehead again, then suddenly let go of her hand that was wrapped around her waist.

Yan Anxi looked at him. Although he didn't know what he was going to do next, he was inexplicably nervous.
Chapter completed!