C7 I Don't Want It!(7)

The next morning, a gentle breeze lifted the curtains, allowing the first light of dawn to playfully enter the bedroom. The soft glow warmly spread across the bed.

On the bed, Youyou slept restlessly, the thin blanket casually draped over her graceful figure. Her fair skin seemed to glow even more under the teasing morning light. Whatever dream she was having, it left her brow furrowed and her lips murmuring softly.

"Youyou, time to get up! The sun's already shining!" A youthful voice broke through, startling Youyou from her nightmare. She opened her eyes abruptly and sat up quickly.

It had been seven years, yet she still dreamed of that night—the stormy, thunderous night that was the most terrifying of her 27 years.

In a flurry, Youyou rummaged through her closet, dressing as fast as she could. After quickly freshening up, the aroma of breakfast wafted from the living room.

"It's already 8:30. Aren't you supposed to have an interview today?" Yuhao called out from the living room, urging her.

"What did you say? It's 8:30? Did you do this on purpose? Why didn't you wake me up earlier? I'm going to be late for the interview, this is a disaster..." she mumbled through mouthfuls of breakfast, her words barely coherent.

"You never asked me to call you," she replied confidently, eating her breakfast at a leisurely pace that made Youyou envious. Youyou hurriedly took a few bites, grabbed her bag, and prepared to leave.

Yuhao handed her an envelope. "Here, this is for you. I finished it last night. You'll need it today."

"What is it?" she asked curiously as she took the envelope.

"Your resume."

"So, that's why you went to your room early last night—to work on my resume." Youyou was touched and gave him a big kiss on the cheek. "Having a son is wonderful."

"Ew... it's all slobbery."

"Haha... you're such a funny kid. I'm off. Call me if you need anything, and wish me luck on my interview," she said as she rushed out the door.

On the way, she kept urging the taxi driver, "Sir, could you please go a bit faster? I have to be at the company by nine for a very important interview."

"Ma'am, I'm already going as fast as I can, and it's not even eight yet. You've got over an hour, so no need to worry," the driver reassured her.

"It's not even eight?" Youyou leaned forward to check the clock in the car. Sure enough, it was still before eight. She muttered to herself in frustration, "Yuhao, you tricked me again..."

Hades Tower.

Qiao Youyou got out of the car and rushed toward the building, her mind racing. In her haste, she tripped, and just when she thought she was about to hit the ground, she fell into a broad embrace. The subtle scent of cologne filled the air as she looked up, dazed, at the man holding her.

At first glance, he was incredibly handsome. His face was chiseled, with striking features. Underneath his thick, arched brows were a pair of amber eyes, slightly narrowed, giving him a deep and mysterious look, like an unfathomable pool. His lips were thin and slightly pressed together, beneath a prominent nose that made Youyou think it seemed almost British in its elegance.

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