Quan Xiaochen's appearance not only made Yin Zhan jealous, but also because he was the executive president and often had to report to Luo Youyou, so the probability of him appearing in Luo Youyou's office was the highest.

Lang Bai and Yuri were filled with a sense of crisis. In the vampire race, they were the strongest, and in the human world, Quan Xiaochen was undoubtedly a king among the strong. Despite his youth, he was logical and methodical. No matter how great the difficulty seemed to them, he could handle it with ease and with exceptional skill.

How could they feel at ease with such a person around Luo Youyou every day?

But after secretly observing him a few times, they found that the most he did was to put a large stack of organized report materials on Luo Youyou's desk and then turn around and leave. This made them feel a little relieved.

Luo Youyou's attitude towards him reassured them. Every time Quan Xiaochen went to see her, she was buried in her own work, not even looking up. This non-communicative reporting style seemed to be a way to make both of them feel comfortable.

Luo Youyou knew that Quan Xiaochen didn't like to communicate with others, so she let him be. Not disturbing him was the greatest respect for him. Yes, she had to respect him.

The annual meeting arrived as scheduled, with Quan Xiaochen in full charge. Luo Youyou had never even seen the report about the annual meeting. She didn't understand this aspect, so it was better to let them run it on their own. She could just attend the meeting and go through the motions. If it was fun, she could stay longer. If it wasn't fun, she could just show up and leave.

Over the past six months, she'd read through nearly every business and management book in her study, gaining a deeper understanding of management. Initially repelled, she'd become quite adept at it. Seeing that she was almost finished with the books, she urged Mu Yaxi to bring her a new batch so she could spend all her time immersed in them.

On the day of the annual meeting, Luo Youxuan chose a black strapless evening gown. Yue Shenxun called in her company's styling consultant, who did her makeup and hair, and picked out a pair of slightly exaggerated diamond earrings. At Mu Yaxi's request, she also applied a delicate and charming Mansa Zhuhua flower to the corners of her eyes.

The clothes and shoes are of simple styles, so the exaggerated diamond earrings become the highlight of the whole look.

A handsome man and beautiful woman from the agency were hosting the annual meeting. They were chattering away on stage, making the employees in the audience burst into laughter. Those who knew them thought they were professional models, while those who didn't would mistake them for professional hosts.

The entire annual meeting was held in the banquet hall on the 48th floor. It was decorated magnificently and elegantly, with every detail worth considering. It was gorgeous and romantic.

Luo Youyou only showed half of her head backstage to observe the venue, and couldn't help but praise Quan Xiaochen again in her heart.

Barlow and Luo Yun definitely wouldn't show up for something like a leadership speech. For the past six months, few employees had seen the true leader and his wife of Luoshen Building. Only a few high-ranking employees had seen Luo Youyou at all-hands management meetings. The most anticipated part of this annual meeting was the part most companies least anticipated: the leadership speech.

Finally, the host called her on stage. With graceful strides, Luo Youyou slowly approached the stage and took the microphone. The entire audience fell silent, and the employees were stunned by her face. They hadn't expected their executive director to be such a young woman, and even more so, she looked like a gift from heaven. Was she here to overcome her tribulation?

Suddenly someone broke the silence, and the whole audience exclaimed, applauded, and shouted, as if the person standing in front of them was not a leader, but an international superstar.

Luo Youyou smiled and nodded in all directions. She really didn't like occasions like this.

Although she was smiling, the chill in her bones shone through. The people in the front row sensed something was wrong and immediately fell silent. The rows behind her also sensed the majesty mingled with Luo Youyou's smile and shut up one after another.

Luo Youyou was just about to speak when the pianist next to her suddenly moved his fingertips, and a soft melody flowed through his fingertips, echoing throughout the venue. After playing a section, the sound of violin rang out from another direction, echoing the piano here.

Luo Youyou thought this was the background music for herself, so she picked up the microphone again. However, before she could open her mouth, the cheers from the audience and the sound of falling petals interrupted her again.

The lights dimmed, and a spotlight shone on her, and another spotlight shone on the door of the banquet hall. Lang Bai, holding a bouquet of flowers and wearing a white suit, walked slowly towards her.

The petals were flying all over the sky without any order, just like her mood at the moment, complicated and confusing.

She seemed to guess what they were going to do.

Luo Youyou was a little embarrassed. She wanted to escape, but before she turned around, Lang Bai seemed to see her mood. The next second, he rushed to her, knelt on one knee, and raised a ring.

Luo Youyou felt that all the blood in her body had frozen. She looked at Lang Bai uneasily. His deep eyes were staring at her closely, cautiously, full of expectation, and a little panic.

Her scalp tingled, and she forced herself to look away, searching the crowd for Yuri. No, nothing.

She calmed herself down, took a deep breath, and tried to identify Yuri's scent, but the smell of the entire venue was too mixed, and she was so confused that she couldn't find him.

Lang Bai took in Luo Youyou's expression, and a crack seemed to appear in his heart. That crack silently ripped open a gaping hole, spreading outward. Pain.

Lang Bai quickly adjusted his mood and tried hard to force a smile. The smile was like syrup, sweet and soft, as if he wanted to gently roll Luo Youyou in, seal her up, and never let her out again.

"Youyou, marry me." Lang Bai's voice was a little hoarse, but still so beautiful that it made people intoxicated.

The host gestured to the audience, and everyone recovered from their shock and started to cheer, "Marry him! Marry him!"

The sounds came one after another, like thunder, making Luo Youyou have some tinnitus.

Her vision blurred, and she didn't know whether it was due to the mist in her eyes or the pain in her heart.

It hurts, how could it not hurt? She'd been avoiding this problem for the past six months, locking herself in her study every day and working tirelessly, just to avoid any free time. Today, all her self-deception was exposed before everyone. She wanted to escape, but she couldn't, because she couldn't just leave the wolf here.

She slowly closed her eyes, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed her hand and carefully placed her in the other warm palm as if holding a baby.