Chapter 88 - The Exercise of Digestion

He Xun had declared his love many times in his heart and in his dreams, but this was the first time he had said it in real life. It was just that no matter when, no matter where, he would only confess to one person, Chen Wei’er.

In his arms was the woman he loved deeply. Looking at the endless fireworks below, He Xun thought that he had no regrets in this life.

However, happy as she was last night, Chen Wei’er was on the verge of collapse the next day! She looked into the mirror and saw the woman with dark circles under her eyes. Finally, she couldn’t help but let out a shrill scream!

He Xun, who was preparing to eat dinner downstairs, was stunned. Aunty Song rushed out of the kitchen and panicked. “Sir, what’s wrong with Madam?!”

She must have realized she had slept for an entire day and was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Sure enough, in less than three seconds, Chen Wei’er ran down the stairs barefooted. “He Xun, why didn’t you wake me?!”

“We came back at six in the morning. You should sleep more.” He Xun didn’t think this was a big deal.

Chen Wei’er went crazy, “But I have a competition tomorrow! We only have one night left!”

“That’s right. You still have one night to practice. Let’s eat.” He Xun waved at her, but when he saw her bare feet, he frowned and said, “Why aren’t you wearing shoes?”

Chen Wei’er subconsciously wanted to hide her feet, but her mouth still didn’t give up. “I was planning to practice my dance for the whole day!”

“So, you don’t need to sleep?” He Xun sighed when he saw her still standing on the stairs. He got up and carried her up, placing her on the dining table. He consoled her. “You’ve just had a meal today. Your figure will surely be great tomorrow.”

It made Chen Wei’er feel a lot better. Tomorrow, she truly had to show that she was soft and boneless. Thinking of this, she felt comfortable.

Then, she happily ate her dinner. However, as she ate, Chen Wei’er suddenly felt something was wrong. She raised her head and looked at He Xun. “You didn’t go to work? Or did you just come back from a day’s work?”

“I didn’t go in the morning. There’s still afternoon. I’m not a robot.” He Xun pinched her face helplessly. Her dumbfounded expression was adorable to him.

“Then…” Chen Wei’er was embarrassed. He Xun had never been late. Now that he suddenly didn’t go to the company in the morning, he must have accumulated a lot of work.

As if he understood what Chen Wei’er had not said, He Xun said, “It’s okay. ”

If the employees of the He Group knew about this, they would probably die from vomiting blood. The He Group’s regular meeting was supposed to be held this morning, and Yang Zui had even arrived early on purpose. In the end, President He was not there!

After calling President He’s chauffeur, Yang Zui found out that President He had accompanied Madam to go crazy at the amusement park the entire night. And they only returned home to sleep at six in the morning…

Yang Zui was speechless.

On the other hand, He Xun slept all the way until noon. When he woke up, his brain was still a little unresponsive. He had stayed up late to work before, but he had never stayed up late to make a fuss.

However, what made He Xun feel the most tragic was that while the two of them were running around the amusement park, Chen Wei’er saw a stall selling headbands.

In the end, Chen Wei’er bought a glowing little angel and gave He Xun a glowing little devil…

Every time He Xun wanted to throw it away secretly, Chen Wei’er seemed to have eyes on the back of her head. And she instantly noticed his actions. In the end, to coax her, He Xun wore a headband and took a photo with Chen Wei’er.

It also became one of the few dark moments in the life of He Xun, the He Group’s Executive President!

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Chen Wei’er thought that he was indeed perfect. A morning’s work should not be a big deal for him, right?

He Xun smiled. It was probably less than one billion.

After dinner, Chen Wei’er quickly went to the dance studio to do yoga and digest her food.

When He Xun came up and wanted to tell Chen Wei’er not to do any strenuous exercise after dinner, he saw Chen Wei’er lying on the ground with her butt sticking out.

Was there any other posture in the world that was more fanciful than a cat stretching posture?

He Xun’s eyes darkened, and he loosened his tie. “What are you doing?”

“I’m doing yoga to digest the food. I can only dance after I’m done. Otherwise, it’s not good for my stomach.” Chen Wei’er didn’t hear the hoarseness in He Xun’s tone and concentrated on making her movements more standard.

“I’ll help you.” He Xun was standing behind Chen Wei’er. This curve was hard to control, especially when it was the baby he had been thinking about.

“What can you help me with?” Chen Wei’er didn’t react.

He Xun immediately pounced on her and bit her ear. “Can you guess?”

After experiencing intense pair exercises with He Xun, Chen Wei’er finally digested her food.

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