Chapter 448: 448: Is the Enthusiasm Enough<div>


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    “But it got betterter on. As Morgan grew up, we celebrated festivals together. Valentine’s Day, Spring Festival. With Morgan by my side, I never felt lonely again,” said Cindy rke, smiling.


    “But of all the Valentine’s Days, this one is the warmest one for me,” said Cindy, looking at the full moon. “All the elders treat me so well, like I’m part of their family.”


    “You are always part of the family,” corrected Adrian Zhekova. “If Old Madam hears you say this, she’ll be heartbroken.”


    Cindy finally came to her senses and faced Adrian: “Thank you.”


    She hugged Adrian: “It’s so nice to have you all.”<div>


    Adrian held her tighter in his arms: “From now on, not just on holidays but every day, you’ll have us.”


    Maybe the moon is too round or maybe the night is just too warm.


    Cindy wanted to be with Adrian,pletely and truly.


    Close to him, inseparable.


    Cindy gathered her courage, tiptoed with some effort, and leaned close to Adrian’s ear.


    Fortunately, she couldn’t see his face, which gave her even more courage to speak up: “I’m ready.”


    At first, Adrian didn’t understand what Cindy meant.


    Not until the corner of his lips was touched by Cindy’s.


    Adrian shuddered abruptly, looking at her excitedly: “Do you mean what I think you mean?”


    Cindy originally wanted to reply, how should I know what you’re thinking?


    But, seeing the excitement on Adrian’s somewhat flushed face and the tightening grip of his hands.


    Cindy couldn’t bear to tease him.<div>


    She blushed and nodded slightly twice.


    Adrian suddenly lifted her up with all his strength and rushed back into the bedroom.


    In the blink of an eye, there were only two days left before the secondpetition.


    This time thepetition was scheduled on a Saturday.


    Everyone would be off work, and there would be more spectators.


    After tasting Michael Greene’s signature dish, Yellow Croaker in soup, Cindy returned to study and develop improvements.


    She finally produced a finished product.


    So on Wednesday, Cindy brought her newly-made Yellow Croaker in soup to Adrian’spany.


    She didn’t make the dish at night fearing that Morgan might get tired of it since they just had it a few days ago, which would affect her appetite for dinner.


    So, Adrian had to be the guinea pig.


    When Cindy arrived at Pin, she walked to the entrance.


    The security guard at the door called out, “Miss rke, good afternoon!”<div>


    With such enthusiasm, Cindy was confused.


    She quickly replied, “Good afternoon, haven’t you guys had lunch yet?”


    “It’s not time for the lunch break yet. When it’s time, we’ll go eat,” said the security guard with a smile. “Miss rke, pleasee in.”


    Even though this was not Cindy’s first time here, she often delivered meals here even before she met Adrian.


    But she had never seen the security guards so familiar with her.


    She was just about to check in at the front desk.


    But before she could get there, a receptionist saw her and immediately called out enthusiastically, “Miss rke, you’re here!”


    Cindy:


    She was very suspicious that Adrian must have said something.


    “Miss rke.” An employee came out from behind the front desk.


    “Hello,” Cindy said hurriedly.


    “Miss rke, you don’t need to check in with us when youe here. Just go straight up,” The employee said. “We all know you; we wouldn’t ask you to check in.”<div>


    “Alright, then I’ll go up first,” Cindy said.


    “Miss rke, take your time!” The employee said immediately.


    After watching Cindy’s retreating figure, the employee whispered to a colleague, “Is this polite and enthusiastic enough? I don’t know if it meets the CEO’s standards.”