Chapter 13

After leaving the club, Qin Su made two phone calls while sitting in her car.

Xiao Xiao said that a friend of hers was participating in a racing competition in a couple of days, which was very exciting and fun, and she invited her to come out and have fun together.

Qin Su wasn't interested, and besides, she had other things to do, so she wanted to refuse.

Xiao Xiao said, "Come on, come on, you'll see for yourself. No one can resist something this exciting!"

No one can refuse?

Qin Su paused, then turned to look at the system.

A string of beautiful red beads was hanging from the front of her car, and the system was reaching out its claws to pounce on them.

The red bead was being pounced on and swayed from side to side, and the system was having a great time.

Biting is an animal's instinct, but what is a human's instinct?

Especially people like Ye Yan.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Su changed her mind and said to Xiao Xiao, "Then I'll come find you then."

Xiao Xiao cheered, "Yay! I've been bragging to them about having such a beautiful girlfriend. Now I'll show them!"

Qin Su smiled slightly, chatted for a few more minutes, and then hung up the phone.

She glanced at her phone and realized it was almost lunchtime. After thinking for a moment, she found Ye Yan on her WeChat and sent him a message.

...

With a "ding," a new message notification sounded in the conference room.

Ding Bo, who was giving his presentation on stage, seemed not to have heard a thing. He didn't even blink, completely unaffected, calmly flipping through the pages on the touchscreen and continuing, "So, based on the feedback from the first quarter..."

The other people in the meeting also listened attentively to him and did not respond to the message notification sound.

These people have been with Ye Yan for quite some time and know him quite well. They know that he never interrupts his meetings except for important matters.

It's just a notification message; it won't cause any trouble.

Ye Yan originally didn't want to pay attention to it, but when he glanced at it casually, he found that it was a message from Qin Su.

His gaze lingered for a moment, and he couldn't help but recall what had happened before.

If he doesn't reply, will she say he's missing an arm or a leg again? Maybe she'll even try to make things difficult for him?

After hesitating for a few seconds, he still picked up his phone and opened the chat page.

Qin Su: [I smelled a perfume I don't like. It's true, without comparison there's no superior or inferior; President Ye's taste is still slightly better.]

Ye Yan lowered his eyes and read the sentence over and over again, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

An unpleasant perfume scent? Whose perfume is it? How close does Qin Su have to get to smell it?

Come to think of it, she left home early this morning. Who was she going to see?

She even compared him to that other person, implying that the other person was also a man?

Many thoughts raced through his mind. He paused for a long time, then replied with only one word: "Hmm."

Qin Su chuckled upon receiving the message: "Quite the actor."

She typed slowly: [Why didn't you ask who I am? My taste is so bad.]

Ye Yan seemed to have been waiting for her to say that, and this time he replied very quickly: [Who?]

Qin Su ignored him.

Ye Yan waited for several minutes but didn't receive any news from her, and his expression darkened slightly.

The executives who were secretly observing him in the conference room exchanged bewildered glances, wondering what kind of deity had made Ye Yan break the rules and upset him.

Qin Su didn't answer Ye Yan's question until the next red light.

[Qin Yao.]

After typing those two words, she imagined Ye Yan's surprised yet relieved mood, and with a slight smile, deliberately said: [It's one thing that the perfume smells bad, but you're just making things difficult for me.]

Ye Yan indeed asked: [What made things difficult for you?]

Qin Su: [He wanted me to have a child as soon as possible and gave me 20 million.]

[I'm not some poplar or willow tree that can reproduce asexually. President Ye, do you think he's making things difficult for me?]

This time, it was Ye Yan's turn not to reply.

Qin Su wasn't in a hurry. She fiddled with her phone for a moment, trying to guess how Ye Yan would respond.

He's so shy, he won't just not reply, will he?

Just as she finished thinking that, her phone vibrated and a message came in.

Qin Su swiped to see what it was: a bank account payment notification and Ye Yan's reply.

[Your savings card account ending in 7666 received a deposit of 0.00 yuan at 11:35 AM on June 13th. Current account balance...]

Ye Yan: [Don't listen to people's nonsense.]

Qin Su glanced at the payment notification, then stared at his sentence for a while, feeling both surprised and amused.

"Fifty million?"

The more she thought about it, the funnier it seemed, and she finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The system, which was playing with red beads, was so startled that it meowed and its fur stood on end.

"Susu, what's wrong?"

Qin Su smiled and tapped her phone: "Ye Yan really is..."

It was surprisingly interesting.

The system, completely unaware of the situation: "Huh?"

Qin Su didn't explain to it. She glanced at the map and replied to Ye Yan: "I'll be at your company in about fifteen minutes. Please make a reservation at a restaurant; I want Sichuan food."

Ye Yan was taken aback upon receiving the message: [You're coming to my company?]

Qin Su: [President Ye, I need to remind you that nothing is worth repeating except for sweet words.]

Ye Yan: [...]

Qin Su gave him a live update: [Fourteen minutes.]

Ye Yan pressed his temples.

He glanced at his watch and realized it was almost lunchtime, so he called out to Ding Bo, "Let's call it a day for the morning meeting. Everyone go and rest for a bit, and we'll continue this afternoon."

Ding Bo was surprised.

Wasn't it common for Mr. Ye to adjourn meetings on the hour? Why are they so early today?

But he didn't show it on his face: "Okay, Mr. Ye."

Ding Bo packed up his computer and followed Ye Yan back to the president's office.

Seeing Ye Yan frowning in thought, as if he had encountered some problem, he asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ye, is there anything else you need me to do?"

Ye Yan looked at him and asked, "Do you know any good Sichuan restaurants nearby?"

Ding Bo exclaimed in surprise, "Sichuan cuisine? Don't you dislike spicy food?"

Ye Yan paused for a moment, then calmly said, "Qin Su came to see me about something, and we can have a meal together while we're at it."

"Madam?" Ding Bo thought for a moment, then asked in surprise, "How come I remember Madam doesn't like spicy food either?"

However, people's tastes change, so Ding Bo didn't think about it much.

"I know a restaurant nearby that has pretty good food. I went there with friends before, and most importantly, the private rooms are very soundproof, which is convenient for you and your wife to talk. Shall I call and ask about it now?"

Ye Yan nodded: "Okay."

Ding Bo stepped back to the door, then remembered something and laughed, "I only saw the report about yesterday's family banquet later. I was wondering why Madam was acting so strangely. It turns out that President Ye is very shrewd. His schemes within schemes and plots within plots are truly flawless, and he really intimidated those with ulterior motives."

Ye Yan, who was described as "wise and resourceful": "..."

He suddenly felt a little confused.

Does he look like the mastermind behind everything? Why does everyone think he orchestrated yesterday's events?

He moved his lips as if to say something, but in the end he didn't explain anything; his sharp eyebrows and eyes just looked even colder.

Ding Bo left the office still feeling a bit uneasy. It was strange; why did President Ye seem so unhappy when he praised her?

——

Mini-theater:

Sister Su: Three sentences made a man spend 50 million on me.

Ye Yan later said: "Whether or not we have children is up to you. I'm mainly interested in the process of childbirth."

(Men often don't reply to messages because they're spoiled. Look at our CEO Ye, he's changed, hasn't he? *doge emoji*)