The Fire of the Morning

Naturally, Yun Bixue knew what that gaze meant. She gently pushed Xie Limo aside and said, "Today is the business meeting."

With a hand supporting his head, he looked at Yun Bixue, who was lying beside him. He smiled elegantly as he caressed her cheeks, "I know that."

"Then why are you still lying in bed?"

Xie Limo raised his head to look at the time before he shook his head. "There's no need to be anxious."

"There's no way I wouldn't be anxious. I've already dressed up."

Xie Limo leaned down to kiss Yun Bixue but was stopped by her hand. "Don't. It will mess up my makeup. If you did that, I would have to do it all over again."

Xie Limo gently cupped Yun Bixue's face as he spoke warmly, "I've arranged a makeup team for you, so you don't have to worry. You'll definitely be the star of the event."