Mingyao frowned, feeling very troubled.
She was trying to win over Boss Wang to improve Pei Siyu's favorability; as for anything else, she had no other ideas.
Seeing that Mingyao couldn't answer for a long time, Ni An skipped over to Manager Zhang like a little deer, "Manager Zhang, give Sister Su some time to think about it, why are you in such a hurry?"
"Yes, yes." Manager Zhang was overjoyed and eager to reward Mingyao. "Take your time to think it over, and let me know when you've made up your mind."
"Hehe." Ni An smiled broadly and grabbed Manager Zhang's arm, coaxing him in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Manager Zhang, we've secured such an important project, shouldn't you treat everyone to a celebration?"
Supervisor Zhang agreed without hesitation, "Okay!"
"The company hasn't had a dinner party in a long time, so this is a good opportunity for everyone to relax."
“Ni An, you decide where to have the dinner.” After saying that, Manager Zhang frowned and added embarrassedly, “Don’t rip me off, the more economical the better.”
Seeing this, Ni An chuckled and nodded, "Manager Zhang is so considerate of us, how could I possibly take advantage of you!"
Manager Zhang chatted with Ni An for a few more minutes, then left quickly, showing how happy he was.
"Thanks to my sister, I can now legitimately mooch off Manager Zhang's meals."
Ni An opened her phone and happily began searching for restaurants.
Seeing her serious expression, Mingyao couldn't help but smile, feeling much happier.
Aside from a few bad apples at the Haichang branch, she really liked the company atmosphere.
As she was about to leave work, Mingyao took off her designer brand name and put it in her handbag.
Since Mr. Wang has already signed a contract with Haichang Branch, the recording is no longer of much use.
Once we get back, we must find a way to destroy it as soon as possible to prevent it from falling into the hands of malicious people.
With so many eyes on Pei Siyu and the Haichang branch, this recording is enough to launch a fierce attack on the Haichang branch in the media.
Did she change the course of events in the future?
Thinking of this, Mingyao's steps became lighter, and her heart soared to the clouds.
Back at the Pei family mansion, Mingyao hummed an unknown tune as she pushed open the door.
"Aunt Wu." She was just about to ask Pei Siyu when he would be back when she caught a glimpse of the black suit hanging on the coat rack.
Isn't this the suit Pei Siyu is wearing today?
Mingyao was stunned.
This workaholic actually came back so early.
That's really strange.
Aunt Wu came over with a smile, "Miss Su is back just in time. The food is freshly prepared. President Pei is already in the dining room, so you can eat together."
Mingyao felt somewhat dazed, as if she were dreaming.
In his previous life, Pei Siyu rarely ate dinner at the Pei family mansion. Most of the time, he was either socializing or working overtime at the company.
In order to make her presence known to Pei Siyu, she tried many different ways to cook and deliver the food to his company. Although the effect was minimal, she spared no effort to do so for her mother.
Mingyao returned to her room, changed into a white shirt and loose casual pants, and then leisurely walked to the dining room.
Two steaming dishes and a soup were laid out on the rectangular dining table, while a swirl of disdain enveloped Pei Siyu's icy face.
Perhaps it was because of the warmth, but for a moment Mingyao felt that Pei Siyu, this ice sculpture, had become a little warmer.
She lowered her eyes and sat elegantly opposite Pei Siyu. Then she brushed a strand of hair that was hanging in front of her cheek behind her ear, revealing her rounded chin without any sharp edges.
Pei Siyu narrowed his eyes, a sharp, cold glint shooting from his hawk-like black pupils.
His cold gaze lingered for a moment on Mingyao's beautiful face before moving downwards.
From her slender swan neck to the delicate collarbone revealed by the open V-neck, the gaze finally settled on her heaving chest.
Pei Siyu's brows furrowed slightly, and a restless look flickered in his eyes.
This woman really is always trying to seduce him!
With a snap, Pei Siyu put down his chopsticks, his face dark.
Mingyao's heart skipped a beat as she picked up a piece of shredded potato. She looked up and cautiously examined the cold-faced demon standing in front of her.
The moment she met Pei Siyu's gaze, she felt as if two pieces of flesh had been ripped off her face by a knife.
I didn't say a word or even make any extra movements from the moment I came downstairs until I sat down to eat. What did I do to offend him?
Mingyao's breath hitched for a moment, her voice barely audible, as she tentatively murmured, "Master Pei, what's wrong?"
Her response was Pei Siyu's ashen face; his deep brows and eyes were as cold as frost, chilling to the bone.
Mingyao carefully put down her chopsticks, pursed her lips, and forced a smile, "Master Pei, Mr. Wang and I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Pei Siyu suddenly stood up. "I'm not eating."
He glanced at Mingyao from his high vantage point, his expression indifferent yet somewhat mocking.
Before Mingyao could react, he turned and went upstairs.
Mingyao sat blankly in the chair, recalling the way Pei Siyu looked at her, and her lips twitched.
Could it be that he realized he had lost his appetite?
That shouldn't be the case, I didn't do anything...
Mingyao was furious and turned around to glare fiercely in the direction Pei Siyu had left.
What's wrong with this guy again? Can't he just talk properly?
Or is he still misunderstanding his relationship with Boss Wang?
Mingyao couldn't help but curse in her heart.
What could possibly happen between her and Boss Wang, who were both fully clothed?
Furthermore, she and Boss Wang had both explained, but Pei Siyu just wouldn't believe it!
Mingyao felt increasingly wronged and unjustly accused.
The project that Boss Wang had was so important to Pei Siyu that no matter what means she used, she was a major contributor to securing the cooperation.
Pei Siyu not only gave her a cold shoulder, but also frequently sulked at her.
Mingyao suppressed her anger, using the last shred of reason to constantly urge herself to calm down.
"What a pity," sighed Aunt Wu, muttering, "How can the body hold up if it doesn't eat?"
Mingyao casually stuffed a bite of food into her mouth, but it tasted like cardboard and she lost her appetite.
After finishing the bowl of white porridge, she said, "Aunt Wu, I'm not eating anymore."
Back in her room, Mingyao sat on the edge of the bed, fuming.
She was the one who was wronged, and she wasn't even that angry yet, so what right did Pei Siyu have to continue to misunderstand?
No, I need to make it clear, and I can also take this opportunity to increase my visibility.
Mingyao came out of the house and immediately saw Wu Ma carrying milk toward the study.
"Aunt Wu, may I deliver it?"
She asked tentatively, her doe-like eyes sparkling as she looked at Aunt Wu.
The latter frowned, somewhat hesitantly, "I'm the one who delivers Master Pei's milk, Miss Su..."
Mingyao gently tugged at Wu Ma's sleeve, pouted, and swayed it slightly. "Wu Ma, just let me deliver it."
She lowered her head, her eyes visibly red and moist. "It seems there's been some misunderstanding between Master Pei and me."
"I didn't know what reason to give him, so delivering milk would be a good way to explain things."
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