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hat President Ye has good taste; you caught your wife as well as a money-making tree. You have a promising future ahead of you. Keep up the effort and continue supporting me.Ye Fimo glanced at her sid...234

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An hour later, Warm was already under the Ning'an International Building, seething with indignation.

How outrageous. Ye Feimo is definitely certain that he’s pursuing her!

Waaaah... She's such an idiot too. Why did she rush over to cook for him when he said his stomach hurts, knowing full well it was a ploy Grandma was right; the pot and lid indeed belong together.

The receptionist had been notified earlier, and Zhang Ling came down to meet her. Warm went straight up to the 32nd floor in the elevator designated for the CEO, and Chief Secretary of Young Master Ye couldn't help but glance at Warm a few extra times.

It had already been several months since she last saw Warm back in Ning'an.

Back then, Warm was just an ordinary signing session.

Warm always greeted everyone with her usual smile. Zhang Ling smiled as well and quickly led her up to the 32nd floor.

The moment she entered, a few secretaries gathered together to gossip. Zhang Ling touched her chest and said, "The person involved in his illicit affair is none other than her."

"General Manager Ye looks exceptionally happy today, as if he’s basking in the spring breeze; it seems like fortune smiles upon him."

"Yes, you wouldn't know that General Manager Ye was late to work today but still looked like a fairy with a smile. I almost thought he had been struck by lightning."

How exaggerated is this

Don’t you guys think it’s over the top In my four years of working here, I've never seen him smile once before; do you still think that's not exaggerated

"Alright, it seems a bit exaggerated."

The group was speechless in agreement.

Just thinking about how General Manager Ye used to be like a sky full of dark clouds, where even the slightest mistake would bring thunderous wrath, and instead of shouting at you, he would coldly stare with icy eyes until your legs turned to jelly.

The aura was simply powerful!

This group of secretaries were all shrewd individuals. They quickly judged that General Manager Ye's mood must be exceptionally good recently. After all, it’s a miracle when someone who had been gloomy for several times suddenly smiles.

Zhang Ling said, "If General Manager Ye can change his style and turn from a playboy into a devoted man, I would feel much more relaxed. At least, I wouldn't have to deal with the barrage of questions from his women about why he never has time for them. They always ask me to arrange meals for him and remember where they live as if I am their personal secretary. If only I could get rid of them, even a pay cut would be worth it."

"Do you think that's possible" The group rolled their eyes in unison.

"Impossible!" Zhang Ling murmured; after all, they all knew Ye Nimo too well.

"By the way, when Miss Wen comes out later, remember to ask for her phone number. In case we can't handle General Manager Ye anymore, there will be someone to seek help from. Also, bring up those troublesome cases recently; take advantage of General Manager Ye's good mood and try to resolve them quickly. Who knows how he'll feel tomorrow. And by the way, call all department managers and have them send over anything that requires General Manager Ye’s signature or payment without delay."

"Right away!"

In the executive office, it was Wenman's first time being there.

The office was spacious with excellent lighting. It had a simple yet substantial look, perfectly embodying Second Young Master Ye’s style. Ye Nimo came to work at his desk when he saw Wenman enter and softened his gaze, pointing towards the sofa and saying, "Wait for me for five minutes."

Wenman curiously examined the office, unable to resist walking over to the floor-to-ceiling window to look outside. The view was expansive.

His office had a very large bookshelf filled with all sorts of books on finance, investment, wealth management, corporate management, jewelry design, architecture... All these books were related to the industries in which Ye Nimo operated, and he read quite extensively.

The thing that made Ruiwan feel the strangest was that there were actually medical books.

The study on the 45th floor had quite a few medical books as well. As a business tycoon, why would he read such books

Ruiwan's mood was still quite good at first, but upon seeing Han Bi's CDs, records, magazines, and newspapers neatly placed on the bookshelf, her spirits instantly plummeted. These magazines, posters, and newspapers had been there for some years.

They were stored meticulously and in perfect condition.

Ye Feimo truly loved Han Bi; he even collected every little thing of hers. Her eyes dimmed slightly. She originally thought that this office reflected Ye Feimo's taste, but upon seeing these CDs and magazines, Ruiwan felt an odd discomfort.

It was as if she had inadvertently intruded into a world not meant for her.

As if approaching the world of Ye Feimo and Han Bi.

Ruiwan's heart was filled with bitterness, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

She pulled back her gaze and said coolly, "I've placed the zhajiang noodles on the table. I won't disturb your work; I'll leave now."

This space gave her a suffocating feeling, prompting Ruiwan to instinctively want to escape.

Ye Feimo looked up, put down his pen, and hurriedly walked over to grab hold of her. "You have nothing else to do this afternoon; sit down and keep me company while I work."

"Who says I don't have anything to do My schedule is packed."

"I asked Cai Xiaojing, who said you didn’t attend your clothing release event. So you’re free this afternoon. Tonight at eight o'clock, there’s a birthday party for Mei Sister."

Ruiwan frowned. "You seem to know everything.

"What did you do today"

"I made zhajiang noodles." Warmth smiled warmly, knowing that Ye Feimo had intentionally changed the subject. She added that she also prepared a pork rib soup, though it was simple, the taste was still quite good.

"Have you eaten yet"

"Yes, I have," replied Warmth. "This soup is freshly made by me; please drink the soup before eating the noodles."

Ye Feimo indeed felt hungry and obediently followed her advice to first enjoy the soup she prepared, then relishing her zhajiang noodles. He glanced at Warmth, noticing that she was looking at him. Uncomfortable with his gaze, Warmth averted her eyes, prompting Ye Feimo to smile.

The atmosphere instantly turned cozy and warm.

"You haven't cooked for me in ages," Ye Feimo complained.

"I'm not your maid," she retorted.

"Clause Five of the agreement!" Ye Feimo coldly pointed out, making Warmth frustrated. She had memorized the entire agreement after being pushed around by Ye Feimo for a while; Clause Five stated that all household chores were included in his demands.

A full-time maid indeed.

Warmth remained silent.

She casually picked up a magazine from beside her to read, the cover featuring Han Bi and Ye Feimo's photos. It was exactly that issue which reported their imminent wedding news. Warmth shot a sidelong glance at Ye Feimo.

Just as Ye Feimo wanted to praise her zhajiang noodles for being authentic, upon seeing the magazine he immediately changed his tone, "It’s all about sales."

The magazine of Anning International; it's all about boosting their sales.s no way that could be the person you're looking for. Maybe it was just a coincidence.""I’m certain there aren’t so many coincidences in the world," said Daniel. "Miss Wen, it seems like you don't wan...