The Daily Life of A Worker

Mo Chi originally wanted to throw this blockhead down, but thinking of her special situation, he could only carefully place her on the bed. "Go to sleep. I'll go and sort out the documents."

From the moment Butler Zhang told him that she was working at the bookstore this morning, Mo Chi had rushed out of the office. It had been more than ten hours since he came into contact with the computer. There must be a lot of documents waiting to be processed.

It was three in the morning when Mo Chi tiptoed to the bed. Seeing that the little lass had kicked the blanket aside, he thought helplessly as he pulled the blanket over her.

The little lass who was sleeping soundly just now suddenly opened her eyes. She wrapped one hand around his neck and used the other to pull his shoulders back. She got up and pinned him onto the bed.

"Why is it you?"

The uniqueness of her identity over the years had determined that she would remain vigilant even when she was sleeping. She seemed to be sleeping very soundly, but her body would immediately react when someone approached her.

However, she never expected that the person she was pressing on the bed with was her husband who had just registered their marriage.

The first day of their marriage was truly unforgettable.

"I'm sorry." The young girl's tone was extremely light. Her eyes were slightly lowered. She was the one who said she was sorry, and she was also the one who looked like a wronged kitten.

It was only then that Mo Chi realized how close the two of them were. He could hear their breathing, their heartbeats, and their movements.

"Not bad."

Qin Ran came back to her senses and quickly let go of Mo Chi. She fixed her hair and said, "I've worked part-time in the gym before. Coach has taught me a few moves, and they're all for self-defense."

Hearing her explanation, Mo Chi nodded. However, he had been chased and assassinated dozens of times over the years, so he knew that such a reaction and such skill did not seem like an amateur. She must have learned it professionally.

At seven thirty in the morning, the smart curtains were pulled open automatically, and the sunlight of June arrived at the bedside. Qin Ran opened her eyes sleepily. Mo Chi, who was beside her, had probably already gone to work.

After washing up, she chose the simplest white t-shirt and denim skirt from the pile of clothes he bought yesterday. Qin Ran walked out of the master bedroom and saw Sister Sun, who was already waiting by the side.

"Good morning, Sister Sun." Actually, in terms of age, Qin Ran could totally address her as auntie.

"Good morning, Miss Qin. The nanny has already prepared breakfast. It's in the dining room on the first floor. Do you want to eat it now or wait for a while?"

In the past, she woke up early in the morning at the Qin family's house and had to leave before the whole family had breakfast together. She could only go to work hungry everyday because no one would specially make breakfast for her.

Hence, she had developed a habit of not eating breakfast for a long time. Now that she heard about breakfast, she had no appetite at all.

"I don't like to eat breakfast. I won't eat breakfast today," Qin Ran said with an awkward expression.

"But Mr. Mo specially instructed us to let you have a good breakfast."

Since it was Mo Chi's instructions, Qin Ran didn't want to make things difficult for Auntie Sun, so she could only follow her downstairs.

Auntie Sun was very grateful to this Young Mistress. Although she had only been here for two days, she was always very polite and spoke with a smile.

After breakfast, under Butler Zhang's persuasion, Qin Ran could only agree to have the car to send her to work. To prevent her colleagues from making a fuss, she had Butler Zhang park the car on another street and walk the rest of the way.

"Good morning, brothers and sisters."

Although Qin Ran was the youngest in the restaurant, she was very conscientious and diligent when it came to work. She was also smart and quick-witted. Moreover, she had a pleasant appearance.

"Who wouldn't like you? You're our store's favorite," Qiao Tong said.

"Why did you take leave yesterday?" The manager walked over and asked with concern, "Don't tell me you're still feeling unwell."

"No, no. It's not because of my body. I'm simply lazy." Qin Ran stuck out her tongue mischievously.

Qin Ran had always liked to read books since she was young, and she had an amazing memory. Previously, when she was in school, Qin Xue had always been bullying her with a group of her friends. Actually, Qin Ran didn't care about those side characters at all. However, she was helpless because she only wanted to be a nobody and live an ordinary life. Therefore, she had always been tolerating them.

She could not afford to offend them, but she could hide from them. Therefore, the bookstore became her secret base. She always sat in a corner near the window and read books. She felt a sense of familiarity toward this place. Later on, she decided to work here during the holidays.

After tidying up the books scattered on the table one by one, Qin Ran helped the customers apply for the loan cards.