"Yes, Mr. President."

Assistant Zhou was very efficient; he sent all the videos to Mo Jingchen's email address in no time.

Mo Jingchen searched for An Yiruo's figure in many surveillance videos, watching her change from initial happiness to final forbearance, and Mo Jingchen felt a pang of heartache.

But right now, the most important thing is to prove his innocence! Otherwise, he'll be in deep trouble no matter what.

Mo Jingchen quickly found footage from several cameras in different locations, finally revealing the true distance between him and Xiang Wei during their conversation and his icy expression.

Mo Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to send it to An Yiruo. But just as he was about to press the send button, Mo Jingchen hesitated.

Should I send it now? No, I'll send it when I get home tonight. I don't want An Yiruo to worry about me all afternoon.

Mo Jingchen was in high spirits at noon and enjoyed his lunch. In the afternoon, he ordered his assistant Zhou to order milk tea and snacks and send them to An Yiruo's office.

"Yi Ruo, who sent this?" Wen Xin looked at An Yi Ruo with curiosity, after all, these things came from a Michelin three-star restaurant!

"Wenxin, are you stupid? It must have been given to you by Yiruo's boyfriend!" Zhang Yuanyuan said, seeing through Wenxin's secret.

"Let me see if there's a card!" Zhang Yuanyuan rummaged through the bags and found a small card. It read, "An'an, I hope you like it."

"Wow, An'an, your boyfriend speaks so reservedly! He's so scholarly. When are you going to introduce him to us?" Zhang Yuanyuan teased An Yiruo.

“He’s usually very busy, but when I have time I’ll take him to eat with everyone. Come on, everyone, let’s eat together. I can’t finish all this by myself.”

If it were any other day, An Yiruo would have gladly accepted the desserts and milk tea that Mo Jingchen sent her and happily replied with a message to thank him.

But now, she was unwilling. Thinking about everything she had seen that morning, she simply couldn't bring herself to do it.

"An'an, do you like milk tea and desserts?"

Looking at the message from Mo Jingchen, An Yiruo felt unwilling to say it was delicious. But saying it wasn't delicious felt like she was being dishonest.

"Don't send it again next time."

"Doesn't An'an like it?"

"..." An Yiruo didn't want to continue messaging Mo Jingchen, after all, her mind was in turmoil.

Mo Jingchen looked at the row of ellipses, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he laughed even more happily!

Even the managers and supervisors who came upstairs to report on their work that afternoon didn't receive any criticism. The proposals were approved very easily!

"An'an, look at how happy our manager looked when he came back from the top floor. Today's work report must have gone very smoothly!"

"Manager, you seem to be in a good mood today!" The manager hummed a little tune as she passed by Zhang Yuanyuan's desk.

"Of course! Yuanyuan, let me tell you, I've revised this plan many times, and today the president didn't find any fault with it and approved it directly. How could I not be happy?"

However, everyone said that the president seemed to have had something pleasant happen this afternoon and was in a good mood. Taking advantage of the president's good mood, everyone went upstairs to report on their work.

After saying that, the manager continued humming a little tune as he returned to his office.

"An'an, did you hear that? My guess is definitely right! Today, the president saw the beautiful Xiang Wei. The appearance of his girlfriend has improved his mood considerably."

Zhang Yuanyuan, unaware of An Yiruo's relationship with Mo Jingchen, continued to share her speculations with An Yiruo, as well as how well-matched the president and Xiang Wei were.

After Zhang Yuanyuan said she was leaving, An Yiruo took out a pen and drew many circles on a piece of paper to vent her dissatisfaction!

You, Mo Jingchen, are actually so happy to see Xiang Wei! Is she as pretty as me? As understanding as me? As young as me?

Mo Jingchen... Mo Jingchen... I'm going to draw a circle and curse you! I curse you!

Meanwhile, Mo Jingchen upstairs was reading documents and kept sneezing, wondering if he had caught a cold!

After getting off work, An Yiruo quickly walked to the agreed parking spot. When she got home, she saw Mo Jingchen, but instead of greeting him as usual, she chose to ignore him.

"An'an, you're back early today."

Mo Jingchen went up to strike up a conversation, but An Yiruo just said a few casual words to get through to him.

During the meal, the two still did not interact at all. Standing to the side, Uncle Wang looked at the two people tonight and could see that they were unusual!

"Uncle Wang, please give this to the young mistress."

Uncle Wang took Mo Jingchen's phone and handed it to An Yiruo: "Young Madam, this is for you from the young master."

An Yiruo looked at what appeared to be a video on her phone. She didn't understand why Mo Jingchen was showing her this at this time.

An Yiruo looked up at Mo Jingchen, seemingly wanting an explanation. Mo Jingchen pointed to his phone: "An'an, we'll talk after you've finished reading."

An Yiruo pressed play on the video on her phone. The scene looked somewhat familiar, and then... she saw herself in the video.

An Yiruo stared wide-eyed at Mo Jingchen. Mo Jingchen, however, simply replied, "Keep watching."

The video continued playing, showing Xiang Wei arriving at the studio and everyone greeting her warmly.

Subsequently, Mo Jingchen and his assistant Zhou appeared in the video.

However, the scene was quite different from what he had seen. In this scene, Mo Jingchen's expression was cold, and he never showed Xiang Wei a smile. The two of them also maintained a normal social distance.

"Why are you showing me this?" An Yiruo placed her phone on the table, while the video on the phone continued to play.

“Someone seems to be jealous today. I’m just trying to calm her down,” Mo Jingchen said casually, taking a sip of water.

An Yiruo felt a little embarrassed when Mo Jingchen suddenly saw through her thoughts: "I'm full, Mr. Mo, please continue eating."

After saying that, An Yiruo was about to run upstairs, feeling extremely embarrassed. Mo Jingchen had seen right through her little scheme.

Was she jealous? An Yiruo sat in her bedroom, pondering this question. Seeing Mo Jingchen so approachable with other women today had indeed made her feel a tightness in her chest, almost suffocating her.

She couldn't muster any interest in doing anything all afternoon. Could it be that she's fallen for Mo Jingchen?

Before she could sort out her thoughts, Mo Jingchen pushed open the door and entered, holding a glass of warm water in his hand.

He walked up to An Yiruo and handed her the water glass: "An'an, let's not be angry anymore, okay? Besides! I'm really innocent."