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After informing Wei Zheng, he looked down at the little woman sleeping soundly in his arms. His slender and fair fingers gently landed on her delicate face, and his dark eyes revealed a hint of coldness.

No one could hurt his baby.

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At the Mo Corporation.

When they got out of the car, Mo Yesi glanced at Qiao Mianmian sleeping soundly and couldn't bear to wake her up.

He thought for a while, unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the door, and gently picked her up.

Qiao Mianmian was in a deep sleep. Mo Yesi carried her out of the car, but she still didn't wake up.

Mo Yesi carried her into the elevator.

On the 37th floor, Mo Yesi walked out of the elevator with his coat and her head against his chest.

When they passed by the secretaries' desks, Mo Yesi stopped them from speaking in case they awakened her.

The secretaries met his gaze and immediately kept quiet. Then, they saw the person in his arms.