As the evening glow of the sunset streamed through the office window, bathing the entire space in the warm hues of dusk.
Gong Zhi Jing lay on the sofa, her disheveled hair falling around her, clinging to her face with sweat. Her cheeks were flushed red, her hands hung limply, and her breathing was heavy.
Ling Yu Chen pressed close to her back, kissing her cheek. His voice was deep and low.
Falling upon Gong Zhi Jing's ears, it was more heart-stopping than a drumbeat. The scorching heat fell upon every inch of her skin, stimulating her sensory nerves.
He whispered, "Wife, don't resist me..."
Gong Zhi Jing could no longer hear his words. Gradually losing consciousness, she drifted into a deep sleep.
Ling Yu Chen gently picked her up and took her into the bathroom. He emerged a moment later.
Gong Zhi Jing was still asleep, clearly exhausted.
He placed her back on the sofa, covered her with a blanket, and prepared to attend to his work.
Coincidentally, Ling Le You woke up at this moment, and he had to attend to their daughter first.
After changing her diaper and feeding her the breast milk he had expressed earlier, she finally quieted down.
Ling Yu Chen picked up his phone and called his secretary, asking her to bring the confinement nanny.
Soon, the nanny arrived. Ling Yu Chen handed the baby over to her, asking her to take the child out for some fresh air.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Ling Le You was in the nanny's arms, she began to wail, refusing to be comforted.
The nanny was on the verge of tears, but the president was too intimidating, and she dared not disturb Gong Zhi Jing, who was sleeping.
The baby was already three months old and recognized people; the nanny was helpless.
Ling Yu Chen frowned, his brow furrowed in annoyance, unable to focus on his work. He asked coldly, "What's going on?"
The nanny trembled as she replied, "Miss wants Madam. She recognizes people, and only Madam can comfort her when she cries."
Babies could be so difficult at times, yet so well-behaved when they wanted to be.
Ling Yu Chen took a deep breath, his brows still tightly knit, and said, "Bring her here."
The nanny quickly handed the baby to Ling Yu Chen.
Strangely, as soon as Ling Le You was in Ling Yu Chen's arms, she quieted down.
Ling Yu Chen's heart softened immensely. He gently wiped away her tears with his fingertip and then began to work while holding her.
Ling Le You stayed quietly in his arms, her large eyes rolling around, full of spirit.
Time ticked by. Gong Zhi Jing slept soundly, showing no signs of waking.
Ling Le You, meanwhile, remained in Ling Yu Chen's arms, neither crying nor fussing.
"Knock, knock, knock."
A knock sounded at the door.
Ling Yu Chen said in a deep voice, "Come in."
Han Xiao entered, holding a stack of documents. He walked with his head down, not looking to the side, and approached the desk.
"President, the meeting regarding the investment in the Haitang Mountain scenic area is ready. It can commence in ten minutes."
Ling Yu Chen replied, "Yes, I know."
This was a major project, with an investment of hundreds of millions. Ling Yu Chen had always placed great importance on it.
It didn't matter much if it was profitable or not; he primarily wanted to give his wife a surprise. His wife loved begonia flowers, and he wanted to plant an entire mountain with them.
This mountain was not far from Ling Lu Mountain. Once the mountain was covered in flowers, a sea of blossoms would be visible from afar.
...
He lowered his gaze to the little one in his arms. She didn't seem inclined to sleep yet, and Gong Zhi Jing was sleeping soundly. He didn't want to disturb her.
Since the nanny couldn't manage her, he decided to take the baby to the meeting.
When the time came, he left the office, carrying the baby in one arm.
The secretaries in the secretarial area were captivated when they saw him, truly the "national husband," looking so dashing even while holding a baby.
His natural height made him stand tall and straight, his perfect physique like a natural clothes rack.
His stern features, his chiseled face, and his imposing aura commanded an unquestioning submission.
The tiny infant in his hands was but a small bundle, held by his large, gently cupping palm.
The infant's skin was fair, her features delicate, her eyes like two large, sparkling grapes.
Both father and daughter were a sight to behold, a stunning spectacle wherever they went.
In the conference room, everyone waited with solemn expressions for Ling Yu Chen's arrival.
This project involved hundreds of millions, and failure to produce a satisfactory plan would be disastrous.
How could a single type of flower like the begonia attract tourists? This was a major challenge, and the mountain itself had no special features.
They couldn't understand why Ling Yu Chen would invest hundreds of millions in a mountain with no distinguishing characteristics.
If they knew that the project that had troubled them for months was merely a surprise Ling Yu Chen was preparing for his wife, they would likely choke with frustration.
Ling Yu Chen turned the doorknob and entered. The sound made everyone even more subdued.
But when they saw Ling Yu Chen walking into the meeting with the baby, their jaws dropped. Every single one of them wore an expression of shock.
Ling Yu Chen calmly took his seat at the head of the table and gestured for Han Xiao to begin the meeting.
Throughout the entire process, he held the baby and operated, and his demeanor was drastically different from usual.
His voice had softened, become gentler, and his expression was much more tender.
This was the least stressful meeting they had ever had.
Ling Le You lay contentedly in Ling Yu Chen's arms, occasionally smiling, melting everyone's hearts.
The meeting lasted for over an hour.
Ling Le You finally couldn't stay awake and, with her head tilted, drifted off to sleep.
Ling Yu Chen expertly adjusted his position to make her more comfortable.
The voices in the meeting naturally quieted down, as if fearing they might wake the little princess.
It was obvious to everyone that Ling Yu Chen cherished her beyond measure, as if she were made of fragile glass.
If they woke her, it would likely be a far worse outcome than failing to deliver on the project.
Their assumption proved correct.
No one was reprimanded during this meeting, and it concluded smoothly.
From this day forward, the staff of Teng Kong Group deeply understood one thing: as long as Madam and the young lady were present, the President would not scold anyone.
...
Ling Yu Chen carried the little baby back to his office.
The person sleeping on the sofa had not yet woken; she must have been truly exhausted.
After placing the child in the stroller, he began to consider that the office might need a renovation.
Ideally, the adjacent rest room would be connected to the office...
As he was thinking, Gong Zhi Jing let out a soft moan and stirred awake. She looked groggily out the window.
Night had fallen. The lights of countless homes flickered on outside, and neon signs blazed.
"Awake? Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring dinner. After you eat, we'll go home."
At this moment, Ling Yu Chen's gentle voice reached her ears.
Gong Zhi Jing looked at him and immediately felt at ease. After their intimacy, she felt their relationship had grown even closer.
She playfully pouted, "I'm hungry. I want braised fish, beef balls, stir-fried clams..."
Ling Yu Chen looked at her with a face full of tenderness and doting affection, "Okay, all of it."
Gong Zhi Jing reached out her hand to him, acting spoiled, "My back hurts. Hold me!"
"Alright."
Ling Yu Chen immediately stepped forward and embraced her.