Among them, several female designers were Finn Morgan’s fans! Seeing him arrive, everyone was genuinely delighted!
"Wow, is Special Assistant Morgan here bringing us some love?" someone exclaimed excitedly.
After all, he was handsome, clear-headed, and calm, a typical young and promising type, often exuding a natural charm.
He was easygoing, quite unlike CEO Kingston who seemed unreachable.
The white Maybach quickly stopped on the open ground in front of the wooden house.
When the car door opened, everyone excitedly shouted, "Special Assistant Morgan!"
But soon, Justin Kingston’s chiseled handsome face came into view, surprising everyone for a moment, then they became formal.
Someone inexplicably felt nervous, as CEO Kingston always had a powerful presence.
Someone else inexplicably felt guilty, spending the company’s money playing here, hadn’t even started designing yet, just focused on eating, drinking, and being merry, which wasn’t right.
"Why are you all standing there in a daze?" Justin said with a smile, "Hurry up and come help with the stuff!" The car trunk opened, revealing piles of fruit.
"Hello, CEO Kingston."
"Hello, CEO Kingston!"
Everyone went towards the trunk.
Mia Lane came out of the wooden house and immediately saw Justin, who also saw her, their eyes meeting with deep affection in his profound gaze.
"Wow! There’s durian!"
"This watermelon is so fresh!"
Five people were helping with the fruit.
Justin walked towards Mia with a gentle expression, and Mia’s lips curled into a smile, the two opened their arms and embraced each other.
"Thank you for coming to see me." She looked up in his embrace, her voice sweet.
Justin placed a soft kiss on her forehead; since there were so many people around, they didn’t hold the hug for long.
"CEO Kingston, would you like to try some barbecue?" The auntie in charge of everyone’s meals and accommodations spoke, delighted that he could come.
Mia held his hand and led him to the barbecue grill.
The aroma of the meat hit their nostrils, tantalizing Justin’s taste buds.
"Mr. Kingston, here you go."
Justin took the barbecue wrapped in raw cucumber slices and put it in his mouth, the fragrance was unforgettable, the taste was absolutely amazing.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
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Mia put on disposable gloves, personally wrapping the meat with cucumber skin, then stuffed it into his mouth as he tilted his head back.
Seeing him enjoy the food made her quite happy.
The designers had moved all the fruit off the car.
Before getting out of the car, Justin heard laughter and chit-chat coming from here, everything seemed harmonious, so why was it so quiet now?
He looked back, finding everyone silent and appearing very formal.
So much food was ready, yet no one came to share.
So, Justin said to everyone, "The guys peel the durian, the ladies eat it, don’t mind me, do whatever you want, today I’m just a family member here to visit my wife."
As he spoke, his lips curled into a charming arc, reaching out to hold Mia’s shoulders.
Mia seized the moment to stuff another piece of wrapped barbecue into his mouth, he laughed till his mouth couldn’t close properly, and she laughed too.
This scene was truly enviable to others.
Also, because of Justin’s words, and his gentle aura, everyone gradually returned to normal.
"The barbecue tastes good, everyone come eat, otherwise it’ll burn." He called out, "I wouldn’t mind staying here every day to eat barbecue."
His words sparked a burst of laughter, and then everyone gathered around.
Some were eating the cooked food, others were enjoying the fruit, no one talked about work, and Justin didn’t even ask anything.
He was just like a nobody, whispering only with Mia, and all the questions he asked were—
"Is it hot here? Does the air conditioning work well at night?"
"Are there lots of mosquitoes? Have you been bitten?"
"Is there anything else you need? You can make a list for me."
"What do you want to eat? Need to buy more food?"
"Is your sleep guaranteed? Do you get up early? Do you go to bed late?"
He was simply a caring husband showing basic concern for his wife.
His easygoing nature and affection showed everyone a different side of CEO Kingston, and gradually, everyone became more relaxed and cheerful.
Monica Usher tidied up her desk, picked up her purse, and walked into the CEO’s office, "President Ingram, I’m not working overtime today." With that, she turned and left.
Lydia Ingram didn’t even have time to ask why, just watched as that figure disappeared through the door.