May The Rest Of My Life Be Sweet To You ( Machine Translation )

"Gong Mochen!" Qin Sheng gasped.

"Qin Sheng, you promised to call me uncle!" Gong Mochen said.

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After a long while, Qin Sheng unsure as to how long it had been, she woke up. She only knew that she had fallen asleep in the lounge in Gong Mochen's office

A velvet quilt covered her body. The room was very warm and comfortable. In this warmth, she slept for a long time and stretched lazily.

She slowly opened her eyes and supported herself on her elbows. The quilt fell down and warm air hit her body. There was no coldness at all. The temperature was too comfortable. It made her want to lie back down and sleep until the end of time.

She lifted the blanket and lifted her feet. She was a little worried that the floor would be cold. What she was most afraid of was the cold. Especially on her feet.

It was so comfortable. When did Gong Mochen change the floor heating in his office? She stepped on the wooden floor. The wooden floor was warm, unbelievably warm...

There never used to be underfloor heating in here. When winter came, the floor used to be cold. Gong Mochen worried about her feet and how she hated the cold. He would get someone to spread large pieces of fur carpet on the floor. However, the floor heating was much more comfortable than the carpet.

She was able to walk across the floor without needing to put her shoes on. She headed to the door of the lounge.

Opening the door of the lounge, she was a little depressed. The office was paved with marble. She stretched out one foot, stretched the tip of her toe, and tried to step on the floor.

The marble was also hot. The floor in the lounge was made of wood, so she thought the marble would be cold!

She walked happily to the man in the office.

Gong Mochen's eyes lit up again. The bright afternoon sun shone on his white shirt.

"Why are you barefoot again?" He reached out to grab the little woman who was walking over.

His big hand grabbed her little feet and wiped them. He need not have bothered though as the floor of his office was polished regularly. He was just used to wiping her feet. Feeling her warm temperature, he was relieved that she wasn't frozen.

"Information..." Qin Sheng paused for a moment. She rubbed her little face with her hand and stared at the man. Her eyes seemed to want to cut the man into a thousand pieces!

"The information hasn't been sent back yet. You haven't eaten lunch yet. Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat. Put on your dress." Gong Mochen reached out and held up the dress that he had prepared for the little woman.

Qin Sheng was sure that she had been tricked by the man... If he had bought her a dress, why hadn't he given it to her earlier?

She took the dress and went back to the lounge to change into it.

Gong Mochen didn't stop the little woman. He turned on his computer and the lounge was displayed on the monitor. Every move of the little woman was in his sight.

Qin Sheng put on the dress. It was a beautiful pink dress. She hadn't worn pink for the past two years. She felt that pink was a very tender color, not something she liked to be. However, Gong Mochen still liked the way she looked in pink.

As she walked out of the lounge, her phone rang. She rushed to Gong Mochen's desk and her phone fell onto it.

Gong Mochen looked at the screen of Qin Sheng's phone. There was a phone number flashing on the screen, but there was no name attached to it. Who was calling her?

His eyebrows sank. He picked up the phone and swiped the screen with his finger.

"Qin Sheng," a man's voice came from the phone.