Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 914: Pick Up Your Face, Will You?

The corners of his lips twitched imperceptibly. If it weren’t for the identical looks, he would have suspected that his boss had been swapped!

Looking at Lan Shan, who seemed furious, he couldn’t help but let a smile touch his lips.

In the past, when the person was by his side, he couldn’t understand his own feelings and didn’t know how to cherish them. Now that the person doesn’t want to bother with him, he finally knows to seize the opportunity?

Shaoyu, your face has fallen, please pick it up!

Noticing his gaze, Gong Shaoyu looked up and glanced at the rearview mirror. Qiao Rui hurriedly retracted his gaze, cleared his throat twice, and directed his eyes towards the road ahead.

Knowing he wouldn’t let go of her, she couldn’t be bothered to argue with him and gazed out the window.

After just two or three minutes, she started to feel drowsy, her eyelids drooping, half-asleep.

"Tired?" Gong Shaoyu’s voice was a bit raspy as he asked.

Lan Shan didn’t reply, continuing to stare blankly out the window.

A moment later, Gong Shaoyu felt a weight on his shoulder and turned his head to see Lan Shan with her eyes closed, breathing lightly.

"Slow down the speed." He adjusted her bangs without lifting his head and spoke softly.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the hotel, the rear door opened, and Gong Shaoyu gently carried Lan Shan into the hotel lobby.

Back in the room, he laid her on the bed and covered her with a blanket, then turned and headed to the living room.

"How’s the preparation going?"

Sitting on the sofa, his legs elegantly crossed, he sank into the cushions, slightly closing his eyes as he spoke.

"Almost done, the manor is also starting to prepare." Qiao Rui sat to one side, speaking teasingly, "Isn’t this a bit rushed? Are you sure you can handle it?"

Seeing Lan Shan’s current state, it’s clear she doesn’t want to bother with him. Can he really soothe her in such a short time?

"Can you handle it?" He glanced at him lazily, speaking calmly.

"No." Even if he wanted to, he wouldn’t have the chance!

"Then shut your mouth."

Qiao Rui: "..."

Is the aloof boss back again? The difference is so dramatic!

In front of his wife, he’s like a rascal, but when it comes to him, it’s like they’re enemies?

Is it easy for me...?

Not even reconciled yet, he’s already such a wife slave, so thick-skinned. What if they do make up, what happens then...?

Thinking of the days to come, the usually aloof boss trailing behind his wife, all kinds of rascal behavior, all kinds of coaxing... inexplicably made him want to laugh!

Sitting for less than ten minutes, he was chased out by his own boss. Looking at the tightly closed door, he grumbled again and again inside, then returned to his room next door.

When Lan Shan woke up, Gong Shaoyu was sitting on the sofa with a laptop on his lap, not sure what he was watching.

Her brows creased slightly.

Just discharged from the hospital today, and he’s so eager to work, isn’t he afraid of exhausting himself?

"There’s a menu on the nightstand, look at what you want to eat and have it sent up."

The somewhat husky voice rang out, sounding particularly clear in the quiet space.

Is his eyes growing on his head? Without lifting his head, how did he know she was awake?

After a while of not planning to respond to her, Gong Shaoyu finally lifted his head and glanced her way, put the laptop aside, stood up, and walked to the bedside to sit down.

"What’s wrong?"

He reached out to rub her head, but Lan Shan reflexively dodged.

It was this dodging action that made her realize something was amiss, as she glanced down.

Without knowing when, the clothes she was wearing had been changed to pajamas.