Lin Congzhi's actions made it impossible for her to sleep peacefully, and without making up for lost sleep, her dark circles would not disappear.

With dark circles under her eyes, how could she be considered pretty?

Lin Congzhi then wisely left, no longer disturbing Jiang Yimei.

This went on and on until nearly 2 p.m. when Jiang Yimei reluctantly opened her blurry eyes.

She glanced at her phone, then screamed again: "Ah!!!"

Lin Congzhi hurried over with small, quick steps and knocked on the door: "President Jiang, what happened?"

Hearing the voice of "punching bag," Jiang Yimei immediately vented: "Lin Congzhi, you bastard, didn't I tell you to call me every hour?"

Lin Congzhi calmly replied, "President Jiang, I called you, but you didn't want to get up."

Jiang Yimei retorted fiercely, "Liar, I have no recollection of it at all."

Knowing she would do this, Lin Congzhi had already recorded the audio.

"President Jiang, I swear to God, every word I said is true. If you don't believe me, listen to the following recording."

After he finished speaking, the recording was played.

"President Jiang, President Jiang, get up, get up!"

"What's wrong? Don't bother me!"

"President Jiang, President Jiang!"

"Lin Congzhi, shut your mouth."

"President Jiang..."

"Lin Congzhi, do you want me to become ugly?"

...

Hearing a series of curses and swears, Jiang Yimei was so ashamed she wanted to disappear.

It turned out that Lin Congzhi had done as instructed, but she was just too lazy to sleep in.

She coughed lightly twice and said with an embarrassed look, "Um... I have to work now, so I won't talk to you anymore."

Although he couldn't see Jiang Yimei's face, Lin Congzhi could imagine how embarrassed Jiang Yimei was just by listening to her voice.

Instead of kicking him when he was down, he showed meticulous concern: "President Jiang, aren't you hungry?"

"A person who overslept has no right to eat," Jiang Yimei replied without hesitation. "Not hungry! Not hungry!"

Lin Congzhi ignored him and continued to solicit his attention: "I have takeout here, do you want some?"

Why is this guy so thoughtful?

Yesterday, Lin Congzhi made it very clear to her that he had come back to take her life, and she would no longer accept Lin Congzhi's kindness.

"No need, you can keep it for yourself."

After being rejected time and again, Lin Congzhi had no choice but to resort to his trump card: "We have a meeting later, are you sure you can handle it?"

Jiang Yimei raised an eyebrow, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes: "What kind of meeting?"

"A new product launch conference," Lin Congzhi replied.

"So urgent?"

Jiang Yimei was caught off guard as the meeting was scheduled so far in advance.

Lin Congzhi explained, "Companies of the same type have already started developing the same products. We want to be ahead of them and launch this green and environmentally friendly product in order to get more customer orders."

This caught Jiang Yimei off guard: "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Lin Congzhi gave an innocent look: "I wanted to say that too, but President Jiang is unwilling to wake up, so I had to give up."

Jiang Yimei felt embarrassed when the matter was brought up, so she had no choice but to let Lin Congzhi off the hook.

"Hurry up and bring the takeout in."

"Alright!"

Lin Congzhi returned to his seat in high spirits and picked up his takeout.

He had just finished eating, so the takeout was still warm and should still taste good.

Upon arriving at Jiang Yimei's office, Jiang Yimei opened the door that had been locked from the inside.