stically, his eyes narrowed dangerously, as if he couldn't believe what he had heard. Gu Rui saw that there was no joy in his gaze, only a calmness like still water, and he couldn't help but feel symp...An hour later, Wen warmly arrived at the foot of Anning International Building, feeling indignant.

This is so much, Ye Fei Mo is definitely chasing her, isn't he

She's such an idiot! Why would she rush to make him food the moment he said his stomach hurt She knew it was a ploy. As the old folks say, one pot, one lid – they really are a perfect match.

The front desk had already greeted her, Zhang Ling came down directly to meet her. Wenwen went up to the 32nd floor directly from the elevator dedicated to the chairman. The chief secretary of this Second Young Master Ye couldn't help but glance at Wenwen a few more times.

It has been several months since I last saw warmth in Anning.

At that time, the warmth was just an ordinary signing.

Warm and always smiling, Zhang Ling greeted her with a smile and quickly led her to the 32nd floor.

As soon as she walked in, a few secretaries huddled together and gossiped. Zhang Ling patted her chest and said, “The object of the affair is her.”

“Ye Zong was in high spirits today when he came to work, looking refreshed and radiant. It seems like his love life is blooming recently.”

"Yeah, you wouldn't know, Ye Zong was late today and he was smiling like a fairy. I almost thought he got struck by lightning."

"Is it really necessary to be so dramatic"

"Don't you think that's exaggerated I haven't seen him smile in four years of working with him. Don't you think that's exaggerated"

“Well, that seems a bit exaggerated.”

Everyone was silent.

As soon as I thought about Ye Zong's anger a while back, it was like dark clouds covering the sky. Even the slightest mistake would result in a furious outburst. His anger wasn't just yelling at you; his eyes would turn icy cold, staring right through you, making your legs feel weak and shaky.

The aura was simply powerful!

This group of secretaries were all sharp as tacks, quickly judging that General Ye must be in a particularly good mood recently. After all, someone who'd been gloomy several times suddenly smiling was a miracle.

Zhang Ling said, "If Ye Zong could change his ways and transform from a playboy into a devoted man, I'd have an easier time. At the very least, I wouldn't have to deal with the bombardment from his group of women. They always ask Ye Zong why he never has time to spend with them. He makes me arrange dinner dates and even remembers where they live. Am I his diary If I could get rid of them, I'd be willing to take a pay cut."

"Do you think that's possible" Everyone rolled their eyes.

"Impossible!" Zhang Ling muttered, after all, they knew Ye Feimo too well.

"By the way, when Ms. Wen comes out later, remember to ask for her phone number. If we can't handle Mr. Ye's problems in the future, we'll have someone to turn to. Also, all those troublesome cases recently should be brought up. Take advantage of Mr. Ye's good mood and get them resolved quickly. Who knows how he'll be feeling tomorrow Oh, and call and notify the managers of each department. If they need Mr. Ye's signature or funding, they should hurry and submit their requests. This is a golden opportunity, we can't miss it."

"Right now!"

This is the first time Warmth has come to the President's Office.

This office is very spacious with excellent lighting. It's simple yet sophisticated, a classic Ye Er Shao style. Ye Fei Mo was working at his desk when Wen Nuan arrived. His gaze softened and he pointed to the sofa, saying, "Wait for me five minutes."

Warmly curious about this office, I couldn't help but walk to the floor-to-ceiling window to look at the scenery outside. The view is very expansive.

His office had a very large bookshelf with all sorts of books, including finance, investment, wealth management and corporate management, jewelry design, architecture... These were all books related to the Anning industry, and Ye Feimo read quite a lot.

The strangest and warmest thing was that there were even medical books.

The study on the 45th floor also had quite a few medical books. What kind of medical books would a business tycoon like him read

Warmth was in a pretty good mood, but when she saw Han Bi's CDs, records, magazines, and newspapers on the bookshelf, her mood instantly plummeted to rock bottom. These magazines, posters, and newspapers were all quite old.

Perfectly lined up on the summer vacation, it was very well protected.

Ye Fei Mo truly loves Han Bi, collecting every little detail about her. Her eyes dimmed slightly. She originally only felt that this office had Ye Fei Mo's style, but seeing these DVDs and magazines, etc., a strange kind of discomfort arose within the warmth.

It was as if she had accidentally stumbled into a world that wasn't her own.

It felt like stepping into the world of Ye Fei Mo and Han Bi.

A warm heart filled with a sour water, very uncomfortable.

She withdrew her gaze and said softly, "The zhajiang noodles are on the table. I won't disturb your work, I'm leaving first."

This space gave her a feeling of suffocation, warmth subconsciously wanted to escape.

Ye Fei Mo raised his head, put down his pen, and hurried a few steps to grab her. “You don’t have anything to do this afternoon, sit down and keep me company while I work.”

"Who said I have nothing to do My schedule is packed."

I asked Cai Xiaojing, you're not going to the fashion show launch You have nothing to do this afternoon. There's a birthday party for Ms. Mei in the evening, starting at 8 pm.

Warmth frowned, "You seem to know quite a bit."

What did you do today

"Zhajiangmian," Wen warmly smiled, knowing Ye Feimo was deliberately changing the subject. She repeated it, mentioning that besides zhajiangmian, she had also made a pork bone soup. Although it was simple, it tasted pretty good.

Have you eaten yet

"Finished eating," she said warmly. "This soup I just made, drink the soup first then eat the noodles."

Ye Fei Mo was indeed hungry. He didn't say anything, obediently listened and drank the soup, then ate the warm fried noodles. He looked up at Wen Nuan, seeing her looking at him, Wen Nuan uncomfortably averted her gaze. Ye Fei Mo smiled.

The atmosphere instantly became warm and cozy.

"It's been ages since you last cooked for me," Ye Fei Mo complained.

"I'm not your nanny."

"Article five of the agreement!" Ye Fei Mo said coolly, her voice tinged with warmth. She was scalded by Ye Fei Mo's sharpness, and for a while she memorized the entire agreement, article five being that all household chores were her responsibility.

A full-time nanny.

Warmth fell silent.

She randomly picked up a magazine from the side and looked at it. The cover was a picture of Han Bi and Ye Fei Mo, and what's worse, it was the one reporting that they were getting closer. Wen Nuan glanced at Ye Fei Mo with a warm smile.

Ye Fei didn't even finish praising her authentic zhajiangmian noodles before seeing the magazine and quickly changed his tune, saying, "Profit margins."

Annin International's magazine, sales volume.

"Humph, Mr. Ye, you've worked so hard, haven't you To boost sales, you even sacrificed yourself to become a third-party companion." Wen Nuan said with a sour tone.

Ye Fei looked at the zhajiangmian with an impassive expression, "Did you put vinegar in it" in a tone that was almost apologetic. After all, Fei Mo was wrong first, and he was also a closed book. If she didn't say something for him, her in-laws would blame him. 。"Fei Mo, let's go back." 。“C...