After finishing her work with Youluo, she originally planned to go back and wait for Ye Mohan to get off work.

Suddenly remembering Zhou Yuxuan's words, she drove over.

She wanted to surprise Ye Mohan, so she didn't tell him that she had come.

Judging from Ye Mohan's expression, he was indeed pleasantly surprised.

Upon hearing Jian Yixue's words, Ye Mohan's face immediately lit up with a smile.

"Are you done with things over there?"

"Yes, it's all arranged, but I still need my husband's help."

Tell me about it.

"Lend me some trustworthy people. Given Youluo and the others' identities, it's best for them to stay out of the spotlight. Besides, judging from the three of them, it's unlikely they'll find anything in a short time."

Ye Mohan rested his chin on Jian Yixue's forehead, wrapped his arms around her, and said in a low voice.

"Yes, Lin Yi is handling this matter. I will have him coordinate with You Luo and the others, and he will follow their orders from now on."

Jian Yixue, sitting on Ye Mohan's lap, nodded.

She was truly at ease letting Lin Yi handle this matter.

In his previous life, Lin Yi was loyal to Ye Mohan, and he believed that this life would be no exception.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Jian Yixue felt a little uncomfortable sitting in Ye Mohan's arms, so she shifted her position. Before she could feel better, she heard Ye Mohan's deep, hoarse voice coming from above her head. If you listened carefully, it seemed like there was something suppressed in his voice.

"Don't move."

"I'm not comfortable sitting here, I'd like to move to a better spot."

Jian Yixue was somewhat confused, but still expressed her thoughts.

As Jian Yixue spoke, her body continued to move as usual, and her hand, which was resting on Ye Mohan's leg, seemed to touch something hard.

Suddenly, upon realizing something, she froze, her face turning bright red. She instantly became obedient, remaining perfectly still.

Seeing Jian Yixue's actions, Ye Mohan knew she had discovered it, and smiled helplessly.

"Why aren't you moving, huh?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue blushed even more and said somewhat weakly.

"How was I supposed to know you had so much energy? You could have just told me I couldn't move! How annoying!"

Her words carried a hint of reproach, which sounded like a bewitching, enchanting voice to Ye Mohan.

"What do you mean, 'I want you'?"

Ye Mohan whispered in Jian Yixue's ear.

His breathing carried a hint of ambiguity as he spoke, lingering in my ears.

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue's blush grew even hotter, and she buried her head in Ye Mohan's chest, feeling extremely shy.

"You scoundrel! All you ever do is bully me! Humph, I'm ignoring you!"

The fearless Jian Yixue was now like a frightened ostrich, burying her head tightly in Ye Mohan's arms.

Upon hearing Jian Yixue's words, Ye Mohan smiled smugly, "This isn't bullying, it's admiration."

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue silently rolled her eyes.

What admiration? It's clearly lust!

Hmph, what a hypocritical man, making excuses for himself.

Jian Yixue was still lost in her thoughts when she suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, which startled her so much that she instinctively reached out and grabbed Ye Mohan tightly.

She then realized that Ye Mohan had picked her up while she was standing and carried her away from her seat, and she didn't know where he was going.

Not long after, Jian Yixue heard the door close. Thinking of something, she suddenly looked up and scanned her surroundings.

A flicker of panic crossed his eyes. "What are you doing here? Don't cause trouble, I'm not feeling well."

Upon hearing this, Ye Mohan's lips curled up, and he looked down at the person nestled in his arms. "Oh? Xue'er means that if it's convenient, then it's fine, right?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue could hardly believe what she was hearing.

You're misinterpreting her meaning; which word she used actually meant that?

No, you've misunderstood.

Jane nestled in Ye Mohan's arms, refusing to lift her head, yet still speaking with undiminished force.

"Every word conveys this meaning!"

With a slight smile on his lips, Ye Mohan strode towards the bedside, carrying Jian Yixue in his arms. He then pinned Jian Yixue down beneath him, creating a rather ambiguous scene.

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly.

What the hell? She clearly didn't mean it that way. Judging from Ye Mohan's attitude, he definitely wouldn't listen to her.

Forget it, it's best for her to stay quiet. No matter how much she explains, he'll just interpret it differently.

Suddenly, she was enveloped in an incredibly soft silk quilt. Before she could even react, Ye Mohan had already pinned her down.

For a moment, Jian Yixue panicked.

She kept thinking about what to do if Ye Mohan insisted on forcing himself on her.

Was she refusing, or complying?

For a moment, Jian Yixue didn't know what to do, and asked somewhat nervously, "What do you want to do?"

Ye Mohan's deep, captivating eyes gazed at the woman beneath him with a strange, affectionate look. A slightly wicked, seductive smile played on his lips as he spoke in a low, husky voice, "What do you think?"

"I...how would I know?"

Jian Yixue hurriedly looked away from Ye Mohan, afraid that if she looked any longer she would agree to his request, and she even stammered when she spoke.

Looking at Jian Yixue's blushing face, Ye Mohan's wicked smile became even more unrestrained.

Looking at his stunning wife, he felt increasingly uncomfortable, and his voice grew hoarse and breathless.

"Xue'er, help... me."

Before Jian Yixue could reply, he reached out and hugged her, then rolled over to put her on top of him, and lay down on the bed himself.

Jian Yixue was momentarily stunned, not quite understanding what was going on. She then looked at Ye Mohan.

A hint of ambiguous emotion had appeared in Ye Mohan's deep eyes, making them appear exceptionally alluring and tempting.

Seeing Ye Mohan's distressed appearance, Jian Yixue couldn't bring herself to refuse, and nodded shyly with a flushed face.

Seeing Jian Yixue nod in agreement, Ye Mohan's smile grew even brighter, and he tore it off himself...

Jian Yixue's face turned bright red, and Ye Mohan held her hand...

Immediately afterwards, a swirling mist filled the room...

When the two reappeared in the office, Ye Mohan was all smiles, while Jian Yixue looked at him with a reproachful expression.

When Ye Mohan saw Jian Yixue's expression beside him, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

Standing by the president's assistant's desk outside the door, Lin Yi stared longingly at the office door.

I glanced at the time on my computer; it was almost seven o'clock, well past the time I was supposed to leave work.

Lin Yi was torn between going in to tell the CEO it was time to leave or waiting here.

He desperately didn't want to go in, fearing that the timing would be wrong and ruin the CEO's plans, at which point no one could save him.