Are You Really My Savior?

"If you need anything more, just speak up. Someone will get it prepared for you."

Qiao Mianmian went quiet.

Everything was gotten ready for her?

Why did she feel like… he'd been planning to have her move over since a long time back?

*

On the road.

Qiao Mianmian fell asleep in the car.

She was leaning against the car window, but it seemed like an uncomfortable position, given how she would furrow her brows occasionally.

There were a few moments in which her head knocked against the window with a "bang".

Mo Yesi was settling a few emails in his notebook.

He turned around when he heard the sounds.

Seeing the sleeping beauty, he closed his notebook, rubbed his temple, and whispered, "Uncle Li, drive a little slower."

"Yes, Young Master."

Mo Yesi put the notebook aside and reached out to shift the girl who was still asleep. He placed her head on his lap instead.