"What's the reason? What's the reason? Isn't it good to live at home? Why do you want to live in the studio?" Fu Yuchen immediately reached out and pressed Mo Han's hand, preventing her from packing anything else.

However, Mo Han did not hesitate to throw away his hand. "I should be working overtime from today until the day when the product design is delivered. If I stay at home, it will definitely affect your schedule. You are so busy every day. If you don't rest well, how can your body feel?"

You dare to do this for yourself? Fu Yuchen immediately shook his head. "No, no. I can do it."

'"You don't have a good rest. And more importantly, I need their advice. It's obviously more convenient to live in the studio. They recently took on a big project and everyone is living in the studio. It's lively, efficient and wonderful!" Mo Han's entire body was filled with respect for her studio

Go.

Fu Yuchen's eyes sank, "You actually abandoned your husband for your little friends?"

Looking at Fu Yuchen's extremely unhappy face, Mo Han was naturally reluctant to part with him, so she hesitated for a moment before saying, "Otherwise, you can move into the studio and live there. As long as you sleep well."

"Humph! I don't want it." Fu Yuchen snorted proudly.

Mo Han sighed helplessly, "So, sleep well at home. Anyway, we meet every day. It's just that we can't be together at night. Don't think too much."

Don't think too much? Not only did he have to think so much, he was also extremely unhappy! Fu Yuchen went downstairs without saying a word. Of course, he didn't forget to carry Mo Han's suitcase down before he went downstairs.

Mo Han couldn't help but laugh at Fu Yuchen's display of such a childish character.

As soon as it was time for work in the afternoon, Mo Han dragged her suitcase and took a taxi to the studio. When Fu Yuchen finished his work and went to the design department to pick up people, he discovered that Mo Han had already left work. Of course, he knew that Mo Han was going to the studio, but Mo Han actually didn't tell him?

There wasn't even a single WeChat.

Therefore, when Fu Yuchen returned to his office, his expression was extremely bad.

"Young Master Fu, what's wrong with you?" Lu Yan asked tentatively.

"Immediately adjust my wife's clock-out time." Fu Yuchen laid down on the sofa and said in a serious tone.

"Alright, Young Master Fu, wait a moment."

A minute later, Lu Yan handed Mo Han's clock-in time to Fu Yuchen. The screen displayed 18:01. In other words, Mo Han clocked out just one minute before work.

Are you so eager to go to the studio?

Didn't you go to the office to see his husband before?

Fu Yuchen felt quite aggrieved in his heart.

When Mo Han pulled open the studio door, the boys were seriously lowering their heads and rushing to write.

Mo Han, who knew that once her train of thought was interrupted, it would be very difficult to reassemble, chose to gently put her suitcase in her room. Then, she took her computer and drawing board downstairs and sat down at her desk to continue her previous work.

The outline of her design had already been drawn, and she was very satisfied with it. What she lacked now was the small details of the big frame and how the colors were matched.

Mo Han already had a lot of ideas about the small details, but the colors weren't finalized yet. This was also an important reason why she decided to stay in the studio for a while, because she continued to consult her friends.

Of course, there were many colleagues in the design department in Fu Group, but they were extremely repulsive and disdainful of Mo Han, so would Mo Han turn to them? Of course not!

Mo Han definitely didn't hesitate to choose the latter between being slapped in the face by others and being slapped in the face by herself.

Mo Han added a prototype of the tortoise back leaf to the outline. Because it represented dense vitality and its shape was extremely unique, Mo Han liked it very much.

Mo Han especially liked the feeling of drawing in the studio. No matter how she looked up, what she saw in her eyes were the people and things she liked. Working in such an environment, Mo Han would be exceptionally effective and interested in working.

Moreover, no matter how unsmooth the drawing was, she would not be irritable and her heart would be very calm.

Only when one's heart is calm can one truly think and think of what one wants.

After a long stretch, Mo Han carried the cup of coffee in her hand and walked to the work area of her friends to observe the results of everyone's work.

Qiuzi's hair looks like it hasn't been washed for nearly half a month. There are many strands of hair in the bamboo woven storage box on hand. Mo Han knows that the hair must be Qiuzi's. She can't help but feel heartache. Indeed, the people who often use their brains are most worried about losing their hair.

Qinghe, on the other hand, was staring at his work in a daze with his cup in hand. Obviously, he felt that he was not satisfied, so he was wondering where the problem with this work came from. Looking at her tightly knitted brows, Mo Han knew that she definitely didn't have any thoughts.

Dashan snorted as he moved his work around. Obviously, he was very satisfied with his current work. Otherwise, he wouldn't have appeared so relaxed and comfortable.

But perhaps men are naturally more resilient to stress? Mo Han felt that this was a question worth thinking about.

Si Nian sat by the window in a daze, holding her favorite wine in her hand. Because the wine bottle on the table was extremely familiar to Mo Han, it seemed as if she had a heavy heart on her face.

Therefore, Mo Han hesitated for a moment before walking towards the window.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Hearing Mo Han's voice, Si Nian was extremely surprised, "Ah? Qingzi, why are you here?"

"I moved back to the studio. The project on hand is too urgent. I might have to work overtime in Tiantian." Mo Han sighed and said tiredly.

"So you think our studio has a good atmosphere for working overtime?" Si Nian confirmed in disbelief.

Mo Han nodded, "Of course."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

"Speaking of which, what's wrong with you? Why are you dumbfounded? Tell me about it and the sisters will help you analyze it." Mo Han asked as she poured red wine into her glass. Si Nian hesitated for a moment before speaking.

As Mo Han's best friend, she naturally had nothing to say, "My first love has returned home."

"The one you talked about in college for four whole years, and then went abroad to study for graduate school?" Mo Han was stunned because she clearly remembered Si Nian telling her that the boy had already settled there and would never come back.

Si Nian nodded, "Yes."

"Then why would he suddenly return home?" Mo Han was puzzled, because he had already become famous there. It was obviously strange for him to suddenly come back.

Si Nian shook his head. "It's not what you think. His family members have passed away. He's coming back for the funeral. He's leaving in a few days."

"In that case, what's there to be sad about? I thought he wouldn't leave if he came back." Mo Han's eyes were filled with inquiry.

'"If he doesn't come back, I don't have to worry about seeing him now. It's because he's in a hurry to leave that I'm in a hurry to see him again. After all, it's hard to say when he'll be coming back next." Si Nian's tone was filled with melancholy.

"He took the initiative to ask you to meet him?" Actually, Mo Han was also very hesitant, because Si Nian put him down with great difficulty. If she went to see him, wouldn't she be exposing her scar again?

Si Nian shook his head. "I didn't. I was wondering if I should take the initiative to ask him to meet me."

Hearing Si Nian's reply, Mo Han immediately turned from worried to angry, "Are you crazy! No one else took the initiative to ask you to meet, what else do you need to meet?"

"Do you think he can still have you in his heart? It's been so many years. Everyone is an adult. You can't possibly not know that, right?"

"He already has a girlfriend." Si Nian said.

'"Then you can't see him. Every incumbent is afraid of his current predecessor. Do you understand? Since other people already have another girl, I don't think it's good for you to do so." Towards this point, Mo Han expressed her views very seriously.

"No, no, no. You're overthinking it. I don't have any thoughts about him anymore."

Mo Han nodded heavily, "Well, since that's the case, it's meaningless for you to see him! Why do you want to see him? Do you think it's meaningful to miss him back together?"

"I just feel like I haven't seen him for many years. I just want to know what he has become." Si Nian's tone was extremely low.

Mo Han took the glass in her hand, poured some red wine into it, and then said, "It's normal for you not to know what he looks like now. But I think you should know that whatever he looks like now has nothing to do with you, and it's none of your business."

Of course, Si Nian understood what Mo Han was saying, which was why her heart was so depressed.

Indeed, no matter what he looked like now, he no longer had anything to do with him.

Just thinking about how seriously they had been together before, four years, four whole years of their youth, Si Nian's heart couldn't help but be very sour.

If she had followed him abroad back then, wouldn't all of this be different?

"Young Master Fu, are we going back to the villa area or to Mo Han Studio now?" Lu Yan asked for Fu Yuan's opinion in a gentle voice.

"Back to the villa area!" Since Mo Han didn't even miss him, then why would he miss her? Doesn't he seem to have lost face? Fu Yuan said coldly. "Alright, Young Master Fu." After Lu Yan answered, the limited edition sports car immediately sped towards Fu Yuan's villa area.

When he pushed open the door, Fu Yuchen saw that everything was the same as yesterday, but his heart was empty to the extreme.

After taking a box of fruit from the refrigerator and washing it, he discovered that the box of fruit was Mo Han's favorite and he never ate it.

Looking at the time on the screen of his phone, Fu Yuchen decided to send the box of fruits to Mo Han's studio.

When Fu Yuchen appeared in Mo Han's studio, Mo Han and Si Nian were chatting by the window.

What about the promised overtime? The result was two girlfriends raising their glasses to drink? And leave yourself at home alone.

At this moment, Fu Yuchen especially wanted to know if Mo Han's conscience wouldn't hurt!

What he didn't know was that Mo Han's conscience naturally wouldn't hurt. It had been a long time since she sat down with Si Nian and had a good chat. She did not know that Si Nian had encountered so many things during this period of time. Mo Han felt that she was simply not a qualified girlfriend.

Fu Yuchen remained silent and looked out of the window not far from them, for he felt that interrupting their conversation all of a sudden would make him look extremely ungentlemanly.

That was why Mo Han didn't know that Sinian was here until she discovered Fu Yuchen.

Fu Yuchen was jealous lately, so Mo Han naturally knew very well, so she immediately waved her hand at him, "Husband."

Hearing Mo Han's coquettish tone, Fu Yuchen's expression immediately relaxed.

"I happened to be passing by after work. I brought you and everyone some fruits."

Seeing the staff of the fruit shop placing bags of fruit on their storage counter, Mo Han and Si Nian were extremely surprised, "How much did you buy?" "I don't know everyone's taste, so I bought some from the fruit shop." Fu Yuchen said straightforwardly.

"Having a heroic husband is different." Si Nian said in a very convinced manner, then pretended to eat fruit and immediately fled the dog food area.