It was more than three hours later when Xunmi woke up again.
"You're awake! Come and eat, then go back to sleep."
Tang Guo'er put down her notebook and invited Xunmi to come and eat.
Xunmi yawned, washed her hands, and sat down at the table, waiting to be fed.
Tang Guo'er almost did something stupid again; it's really unfair for the goddess to be like this.
Her big, almond-shaped eyes stared at you without blinking, her expectant little face was so cute!!!
While she was eating, Tang Guo'er's phone rang.
It perfectly illustrates the saying that Xunmi is like a mobile RMB, loved by people wherever it goes.
'Pink and Color' invites Xunmi to participate in this issue's interview.
As the biggest star of each episode, it also helps boost ratings.
When Tang Guo'er decided to return to China, she researched some well-regarded and influential programs and reality shows in the country.
This show, 'Pink and Color,' was started by the famous host Xia Qidai, and each episode is very successful.
There is no fixed script or specific requirements.
Except for the four people in each episode, there is always one big star among them.
This time, I'm returning to China so that I can officially meet with domestic audiences through this program.
"You should get some rest tomorrow. I'll pick you up tonight."
Tang Guo'er packed up, checked the itinerary with Xun Mi, and then left.
Xunmi slept for a few hours in the evening, took a shower, and then went back to sleep.
The phone, lying downstairs, kept flashing on its screen, but no one cared.
After ringing persistently for half an hour, it finally shut down completely.
This terrified the people who had been on the phone, and they drove over to find the person almost without thinking.
Ou Jinyan received the news yesterday that Xunmi was coming back. He wanted to pick her up, but he was afraid that she would forget him.
He kept scrolling through the photos and videos that appeared on Weibo that morning and afternoon, his eyes filled with fascination.
He didn't know why, but when he saw Mi'er this time, his heart was pounding even faster.
He knew he loved her, he had known for a very, very long time.
But this time, he had a sudden urge to lock her up and keep her hidden away so that only he could see her.
She was not allowed to smile at others, nor was she allowed to show any infatuation towards her.
She belongs to him alone, she is his alone.
The feeling came so fiercely and intensely that he couldn't even muster the thought of rejecting it.
They can only keep sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss.
Ou Jinyan thought that if Mi'er didn't remember him or didn't like him by then, he would go crazy.
But he wouldn't let go; he'd keep the person by his side even if it meant taking their life.
I picked up my phone and dialed the number I knew by heart. Soon, a pleasant ringtone came from the other end, but no one answered for a long time.
After hitting more than ten times in a row, Ou Jinyan couldn't sit still any longer.
Has something happened to Mi'er? Why isn't she answering the phone?
No, he has to go and see.
On the other side, Brother Ni was also staring intently at his phone, as if he wanted to stare a flower out of it.
"Feng Hua, tell me! Did you get through to your sister on the phone? What are you standing there like an idiot for?"
Mr. Ni, a handsome and mature man in his forties, pushed open the study door and asked his second brother, Ni.
Their voices betrayed their anxiety; they had also called Xunmi, but no one answered.
Ni Fenghua shook his head. "My little sister is probably too tired and has fallen asleep. I just called Guo'er, and she said my little sister is at home."
"Dad, you and Mom should get some rest. Don't worry, I'll go check on my little sister."
After instructing the driver to drive safely, Mr. Ni let the person go.
While I was sound asleep at home, the doorbell kept ringing.
My relentless determination to keep going until no one responded finally managed to wake someone who was practically fast asleep.
Searching like a dream, I floated downstairs and opened the door with a snap.
Then he leaned against the door frame and started squinting again.
Ou Jinyan kept ringing the doorbell. Was Mi'er not home?
After pressing the button for several minutes, I finally saw the light inside turn on, and then the door opened.
The sight before his eyes made his heart flutter, and he wished he could hide this little vixen away.
The person who came was wearing a royal blue pajama set with delicate white floral patterns on the cuffs. The pajama set looked a little loose on her slender body.
Beneath her fluffy, soft chestnut hair stood an exceptionally elegant and beautiful face.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes looked drowsy from not being fully awake yet.
It lacked the usual clarity and brightness, and was as gentle as a spring breeze and rain.
Searching under that scorching gaze, I finally regained some clarity.
The frequency of her heartbeat and the familiarity of her soul both told her that this was a handsome face with chiseled features and sharp angles.
Her neatly styled, glossy black short hair was meticulously combed down to her ears, and her sharply angled eyebrows were striking.
His long, narrow black eyes held a sharp edge, and he had a high, straight nose and thin, slightly pursed lips.
The aloof and arrogant yet domineering man is her beloved husband.
With a big smile, she rushed into his arms, nuzzled against him, and softly called out contentedly, "Little brother."
The male protagonist in this story is Ou Jinyan, the chairman of the Ou Group.
She thought it would be a while before she could see this person, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon. That's great.
All of Ou Jinyan's anxiety and caution disappeared, replaced by a deep sense of pampering and tenderness.
He is Ou Jinyan, what is there to be afraid of? Mi'er is the one he loves.
Those who will never let go have already realized their mistakes, so what is there to hesitate about?
He reached out and hugged the little one tightly in his arms, a wicked yet arrogant smile playing on his lips.
"I thought Princess Mi'er had forgotten her older brother, because she didn't answer my calls."
"You little rascal scared me so much that I rushed over right away. You heartless little brat."
He tapped Xunmi's nose and said helplessly.
Xunmi smiled sheepishly and said coquettishly, "No, how could Mi'er forget her little brother?"
"It's only been a few years, and the little boy has grown into a big brother."
"And he's so handsome, more handsome than any of those young heartthrobs or handsome older men. My little brother is the most handsome."
She gave a thumbs-up in Ou Jinyan's arms, shamelessly praising her husband as the most handsome man in the world.
Ou Jinyan's heart was burning with intense heat, the heat just wouldn't subside.
Mi'er's words, "My little brother," were the sweetest words in the world, making him unable to resist.
"Well... I'm all grown up now, so I can't call you 'little brother' anymore."
Xunmi stroked his chin and murmured to himself.
Ou Jinyan's heart suddenly felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar. What did Mi'er mean by this? Did she no longer want to be close to him?
No, no, he wouldn't allow it. Just as the demon in his heart was about to be unleashed, a single sentence transported him back to heaven.
"Call me Brother Jin, it sounds nice and is very affectionate."
"Brother Jin, this is my exclusive name, no one else can call me that, understand?"