His Definition of Timely

By the time Qian Meng woke up the next morning, Mo Qingchen was already up. He got up and left her to sleep a couple more hours. 

When she finally did wake up, she went and took a shower and then ventured downstairs where Xiong Hua had set up a plate of breakfast for her. 

"Where is he?" Qian Meng asked. 

"Mr. Mo is outside," Xiong Hua said without pause. Qian Meng took the mug of iced tea that Mo Qingchen had left for her and went to go find him. 

Out front, at the end of the winding driveway, there was a truck. Two burly men stood next to it, talking to her husband. The men walked away as Qian Meng approached, one of them going to take a ladder out of the back of the truck. 

"Good morning," she said as she stopped at his side. 

"Hello," he answered, turning to her as she stretched up to kiss his cheek. "Did you get some more sleep?"

"I did. What are those guys here for?"