Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 991: Could It Be That You Miss Him?

"He’s gone to work, so of course he has to finish up there before coming back. Leaving work unfinished isn’t really his style."

After saying that, she felt something was off, so she quickly added, "I mean, since it’s arranged by the company, he should complete it diligently."

Listening to her slightly flustered explanation, he couldn’t help but chuckle, "Alright, I understand. Why are you so eager to explain? You’re so absent-minded; could it be that you’re missing him?"

Qin Yin froze for a moment, then snapped out of it, slightly annoyed, "Xinluo, what are you saying?"

Her cheeks turned a bit red naturally, "I have to work, so I’ll chat later. Rest well at home, I’ll come visit when I have time. Bye."

She hurriedly hung up the phone, tilted her head and thought for a while, only to realize her actions just now might have been suspicious?

Xinluo was just joking; why did she react so strongly? Isn’t this like "There are no three hundred taels of silver hidden here"?

She scolded herself mentally, then shook off all the thoughts in her head and focused on her work.

Tong Ma came over with a plate of washed fruit and saw the evident smile on Ye Xinluo’s face, prompting her to ask, "Young Madam, what’s making you so happy?"

Ye Xinluo snapped back, "Nothing, I just learned something interesting. By the way, Tong Ma, I want to have that steamed egg you made last time. Could you make some for me?"

Tong Ma looked a bit troubled, rubbed her palms, "Young Madam, if you want to eat that steamed egg from last time, can it wait for a bit?"

"Why? Are you feeling unwell?"

She quickly waved her hand, feeling a bit awkward as she said, "To be honest, the steamed egg last time wasn’t made by me; it was made by the Young Master. During that time, the meals were also personally cooked by the Young Master."

Hearing this, Ye Xinluo paused for a moment, then froze for a bit, taking quite a while before she understood what she had just been told. No wonder the meals in recent days were different from those then.

"Beichen Rui can’t cook, can he?"

"Oh, Young Madam, you might not know, ever since he learned you were pregnant, the Young Master has been researching cooking in the kitchen with a cookbook while you nap in the afternoon. I even remember when the Young Master first started in the kitchen, he made quite a mess!"

Meanwhile, Beichen Rui was upstairs catching up on sleep, completely unaware of what was happening in the living room downstairs, or that the secret he kept hidden for so long had been spilled by Tong Ma...

When Ye Xinluo entered the room, he was still asleep. She walked over to the bed and tucked his hand back under the blanket, crawled in from the other side, nestled into his arms like a little cat.

She draped her legs over his body, hugged his waist, and with her head on his arm, closed her eyes to sleep.

In his dreams, Beichen Rui sensed someone approaching. He furrowed his brow slightly at first, then smelled a familiar scent and slowly relaxed...

Instinctively, he tugged the blanket up to cover her and placed his injured arm over her waist, then drifted back to sleep deeply.

When he awoke again, the sky outside had darkened gradually, and as he planned to get up, he realized there was now someone else in his arms...

He smiled gently, reached out, and pinched her nose.

Unable to breathe properly, she reached out and moved his arm away, lifting her leg from under the blanket to kick him.

Beichen Rui furrowed his brow slightly; this woman, her temper has grown bigger since she got pregnant, and she hasn’t slept enough, yet she still likes to fuss about waking up...