Quick Transmigration: The Carefree Life of a Background Character

This is a three-story villa with a modern, minimalist style. The black, white, and gray color scheme is simple yet stylish, just like its owner, who exudes a mature and understated charm.

Mo Chen held Zi Yue's hand and explained the layout of the house to her little by little, adding that he could change it if she didn't like it.

Sima Zhao's intentions are obvious to everyone.

Ziyue smiled but remained silent.

The first floor has a kitchen, dining room, living room, and gym; the second floor mainly has bedrooms and a study; and the third floor has a large swimming pool.

"This is my room," she said, then pushed open the door to the room next door, went in, and turned on the light. "Qingqing, you can stay here tonight."

"Okay." Ziyue looked up and glanced around. She really liked the large floor-to-ceiling windows with the balcony.

Opening the wardrobe, the clothes they bought during the day's shopping had been washed, ironed, and neatly hung inside.

"You've had a long day, go wash up and rest. I'm right next door, so let me know if you need anything. Goodnight." Mo Chen then lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead before turning and leaving the room.

Give Ziyue her own space.

After washing up, Ziyue changed into a set of matching pajamas that they had bought together earlier that day.

I went into the space to play with Xiao Jiu'er for a while before going to sleep and resting.

The next morning at 8:30, Ziyue slowly got up and went down to the living room on the first floor, where she smelled a delicious aroma coming from the direction of the kitchen.

Ziyue walked over curiously, and the first thing that caught her eye was Mo Chen's tall, broad-shouldered, and narrow-waisted figure.

Interestingly, he was wearing the same couple's pajamas as she was wearing.

"Wow, it smells so good."

Hearing the noise, Mo Chen turned around and saw that Zi Yue was wearing the same couple's pajamas as him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"It will be ready soon, Qingqing, please wait a little longer."

"Okay, but why haven't you gone to work yet today? And you can even cook!!"

No wonder Ziyue looked surprised. Mo Chen looked like the kind of aristocratic young master who was detached from worldly affairs. He didn't seem like the kind of person who would cook.

"I knew you go to work at ten o'clock, and you should be awake around this time, so I delayed it a little." Mo Chen turned to look at the girl beside him, who was still incredibly beautiful even without makeup.

"I think it's more important to fill my Qingqing's stomach."

Mo Chen's face was full of smiles, and he didn't forget to entice Zi Yue to move in with him.

"Besides, I'm a pretty good cook. How about moving in with me so you can have a lovingly prepared breakfast from your boyfriend every day?"

Ziyue curled her lip. "Tch, I haven't even tasted it yet. How do I know how good your cooking really is? What if it's not good? Wouldn't I be losing money if I invested? Investing requires caution. I never do anything that loses money!"

Mo Chen carried a plate in one hand and led Zi Yue to the dining table with the other, then sat down and placed the plate in front of Zi Yue.

"Want to try it? Don't worry, I'd rather anyone else suffer than let my Qingqing suffer."

Ziyue looked at the breakfast laid out on the table: fresh meat pan-fried buns, sausages, fried eggs, taro yogurt French toast, red bean bird's nest dumplings, coffee, and a fruit platter.

Yes, it's diverse and nutritious.

The small pan-fried buns have thin skins and generous fillings, and are topped with a few bright green scallions and black sesame seeds.

Taro and yogurt French toast, adorned with tiny yogurt flowers, is both colorful and exquisite.

Red bean and bird's nest dumplings are both nutritious and beautiful, and look very appetizing.

Ziyue tried a piece of taro yogurt French toast. The French toast was crispy, the taro paste was soft, and the taste was unique. It would burst with filling when you bit into it. It was the taste and sweetness she liked.

After trying them one by one, they all seemed to taste pretty good.

Ziyue looked at Mochen, winked mischievously, and casually made a request, "It seems alright, but one breakfast isn't enough to tell how good your cooking is. You have to cook me a big meal, and if it's delicious, I'll agree to your request."

Mo Chen nodded without hesitation, "No problem, let's do it tonight. I'll pick you up after get off work, and then we'll go to the supermarket to buy groceries and cook you a big meal when we get back."

Actually, the aunties usually prepare some fresh vegetables and fruits and keep them in the refrigerator, but how could he not seize the opportunity to spend more time with Qingqing?

Tonight? So soon? A smile flashed in Ziyue's eyes, but she did not object.

After the two finished breakfast together, Mo Chen dropped Zi Yue off at her company before turning around and heading to Mo's Group.

Mo's Group —

Mo Chen's special assistant finally saw President Mo arrive late.

Mr. Mo, who is usually aloof, cold, and expressionless, was still expressionless today.

But he has been with President Mo for many years.

It's still clear that Mr. Mo seems to be in a pretty good mood today.

She couldn't help but think to herself: Who would have thought that President Mo, who seemed so clear-headed, rational, and emotionally detached, destined to be a loner, would be such a tyrant when it came to love?

In such a large company, all kinds of matters, big and small, can be postponed.

The chat groups for all the employees at Mo's are buzzing with excitement.

Everyone knows that their CEO Mo is dating CEO Qing of the Qing Group.

Watching the daily romances of these domineering CEOs is their source of joy every day.

Who understands the joy of a strong male lead and a strong female lead, both being Alpha-level?!

Yesterday, two powerful CEOs went to the movies together and were spotted by a colleague who was also at the movies. The colleague even secretly took a picture of their backs.

Why a photo of her back? According to a colleague who saw the movie, she genuinely didn't dare to take a picture of her face; even just taking a picture of her back made her hands tremble.

The photos have gone viral in the group chat, with everyone marveling at how sweet CEOs can be when they're in love.

Some employees who knew each other at the Qing Group even infiltrated the company, sharing sweet moments between the two domineering CEOs. Everyone was immersed in the joy of following the couple and enjoying the sweet moments everywhere.

Mo Chen sat at his desk, appearing from a distance to be engrossed in reading documents, but upon closer inspection, it became clear that his eyes were vacant and his mind was not on his work.

"Assistant Wen, come in for a moment." Assistant Wen rushed into the president's office after receiving an internal call from President Mo, thinking it was something urgent.

"Mr. Mo, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Uh, could you please make an appointment with the best pastry chef in H city this afternoon?"

Mo Chen looked slightly embarrassed, but still asked Wen, who he thought was over thirty years old and had two children and should be very experienced.

"How does your wife react when you cook her favorite meals and desserts?"

This really stumped Assistant Wen!

After all, he's so busy every day; he's either working overtime or on his way to work overtime.

Where would I find the time to make desserts in Kyoto?!

This is beyond his capabilities!

He hasn't had a meal with his dear wife in a long time.

Thinking of this, Assistant Wen's inner voice spun 360 degrees and cried wildly, giving his boss a resentful look, "Probably, he's very happy."

Mo Chen looked at Assistant Wen with disdain.

He just suddenly realized that while he's pretty good at cooking, he's terrible at desserts.

Qingqing loves sweets, especially caramel pudding.

I always order this dessert whenever it's on the menu.

He felt that to win her heart, he also had to win her stomach.

Since he's going to cook for Qingqing tonight, he should learn how to make desserts and make them for her. She'll definitely be happy, right?

When Assistant Wen heard the president's instructions and questions, his eyes were a little subtle. He never expected that his 1.9-meter-tall, aloof, and domineering boss was the one who had to cook, make desserts, wash hands, and make soup. He thought that President Mo actually had the potential to be a stay-at-home husband.

For a moment, Assistant Wen's eyes went unfocused; the world had finally been turned into a shape he didn't recognize.

However, as a professional, qualified "President's Assistant" who had defeated many elites to successfully rise to power and defend his position for many years, he quickly reacted.

"Of course! Most girls love sweets, and eating desserts is said to make them feel very happy."

"Okay, then hurry up and contact them. Move all my afternoon schedules to the morning, and if you can't move them, postpone them."

"Yes, Mr. Mo, I'll arrange it right away."