Ning Anmiao looked up at Lu Yan with a smile and strolled up to him. "Weren't you busy with work in the office just now?"
Before she came out, Ning Anmiao had taken a peek at Lu Yan. He was talking to the company's senior executives with a very serious look on his face.
"I lost the mood to work when I found my wife was gone," Lu Yan said, his eyes deep as he gazed at the girl in front of him with a blossoming smile.
The lighting in the stairwell was not very good. Standing face to face, Lu Yan looked at her with an especially gentle expression. "Were you on the phone with Yin Yiyan?"
Ning Anmiao nodded. "I chatted with her about recent things." She gave him a big smile. "How about we invite Yanyan to be our bridesmaid at our wedding?"
Lu Yan didn't mind these things. He nodded in agreement. "Sure. Do it as you like."
As he spoke, he stepped forward, took her hand, and pulled her into his arms.
When there were no emergencies, most employees would take the elevator, so few people came to the stairwell.
Ning Anmiao didn't struggle. She let the man hold her and asked in a soft voice, "What's wrong?"
She wondered if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that Lu Yan's mood was a bit off, a bit down.
Lu Yan placed his big hand on her head and ruffled her hair. "It's nothing. I'm just a bit tired and missed you."
The recent company document handed over by the senior executive just now had given him a bit of a headache.
Not long ago, he had contacted the old President Lin and mentioned something about his youngest son who had been wandering outside. The old President Lin immediately got extremely excited and begged Lu Yan to help.
It was very likely that this news had reached Lin Chuluo's ears. No wonder he had become so desperate. He not only instigated Jiang Xixi to go after Ning Anmiao but also set his sights on Xinghe at the same time.
If he had to describe Lin Chuluo, he was more like a venomous snake spitting out its forked tongue, cruel and ruthless.
He could strike at any time, catching people off guard.
However, Lu Yan didn't want to tell all these things to Miaomiao.
He could tell that she had been in a good mood recently. He didn't want to disturb her emotions because of these things.
He didn't want to do it, and there was no need to do it.
"I've talked to my mom. She'll keep the appointment to meet your parents on time," Lu Yan said, holding the petite girl in his arms. He smelled the faint fragrance on her body, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
She always exuded an alluring aura that tempted him to keep taking.
He lifted her chin with his hand and gently scratched it like petting a cat. The stairwell was empty, making his voice even softer than usual. "Are you looking forward to marrying me?"
Ning Anmiao poked her head out of his arms and looked up at him with her little face.
It would be a lie to say she wasn't looking forward to it.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Lu Yan already knew the answer. He placed his big hand on her back and gently stroked her hair.
"I've been looking forward to this day for a long time too," Lu Yan said, looking down at her face. He patiently explained, "I've always felt deeply sorry for not being able to give you a perfect marriage before."
He said, "Since God has given me a second chance, I don't want to disappoint you again, and I also want to give myself an explanation."
He used to think that wedding ceremonies and those procedures were just superficial rituals with little meaning and value.
But now, he was truly beginning to understand the importance and value of all these things, and he even longed for them very much.
He just longed for a perfect ending with Miaomiao, leaving no regrets.
Ning Anmiao leaned against his chest, feeling the warmth of his embrace and the solemnity and earnestness of the man in front of her.
He had always been dedicated and consistent towards her.
Ning Anmiao stood on tiptoe and gently kissed his face. She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Husband, you're so good."
She wasn't very used to this address. After saying those two words, her cheeks turned rosy.
Even though they had been married for three years before, she rarely addressed him like this. Most of the time, she called him by his full name, and they had always been respectful to each other.
Although Ning Anmiao's voice wasn't very loud, the moment it reached the man's ears, a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"Miaomiao, what did you just call me?" His voice was deep, with a hint of barely detectable joy.
Ning Anmiao lowered her eyes. Her earlobes were even hotter. "I didn't say anything. I just said you're so good."
"You just called me husband," Lu Yan said with a smile. Seeing her red earlobes, he knew the little girl was shy again. "Be good. Call me again."
Ning Anmiao shook her head. "No. I just said it casually."
Seeing that she wasn't being obedient, Lu Yan frowned slightly and slowly backed her up against the wall of the stairwell.
"Marriage is just a matter of time. You should change your address," he said.
He took a step forward, inserting one foot between her feet. Their bodies were pressed even closer together. His breath fell on her face, and she involuntarily turned her head away.
Looking at the handsome face in front of her getting closer, her heart started beating even faster. "Let's talk about it after we get married."
Lu Yan was obviously not satisfied with this answer. He leaned even lower, almost touching her nose with his.
"Is it really that difficult to call me husband?" he said hoarsely, his eyes filled with a meaning only the two of them understood. "You've called me that in bed before."
Ning Anmiao: "..."
She glared at him angrily. Just as she was about to push him away forcefully, the man had already pressed his lips down, taking her breath away.
Ning Anmiao's pupils dilated instantly. Her heart was pounding like thunder, and she was trembling all over with nervousness.
This wasn't at home. This was in the company!
The door of the stairwell was right behind them. As long as someone turned a corner, they could see the other colleagues in the company through the glass door.
This sense of nervousness and excitement made her even more cautious when breathing. Her eyes would occasionally glance in the direction of the door, worried that someone might come in.
Lu Yan noticed the distraction of the girl in front of him. He bit her lips unhappily. Ning Anmiao immediately regained her senses because of the pain and could only stare at him fixedly.
"Concentrate, Miaomiao," the man said, dissatisfied with her lack of focus. His actions became a bit rougher. From a gentle kiss at first, it turned into a gentle bite.
It was like a punishment for her.
Ning Anmiao felt the stinging pain and frowned slightly. A delicate voice escaped from her throat. "It hurts..."
"Then be a good girl and listen to me," he said gently, still with a hint of dominance. "Call me husband."
Ning Anmiao was calculating the time in her mind. The lunch break was almost over. If she didn't go back soon, maybe Xiao Li from the next workstation would come to look for her.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Her voice was so soft that it was almost squeezed out of her throat. "… Husband."
Lu Yan let go of her in satisfaction and gently kissed her forehead.
He was a bit eager to get off work and go home.