On an autumn morning, there was a thin layer of mist outside the villa, but it was unusually warm inside.

Fu Yiming glanced at the time, then stood up and said, "You should have a good rest at home these few days. I have already asked for leave from the company for you."

His voice could not be refused. Xia Lin'an opened her eyes wide and watched Fu Yiming's back as he went upstairs. She felt something was strange. What went wrong?

Fu Yiming changed into a suit and came to the company.

Wang Yihan saw him coming and immediately went to meet him and said, "Boss, the marketing department has already provided an acquisition plan and is waiting for you in the conference room."

"Yes." Fu Yiming turned around and walked towards the conference room. Before entering the room, he told Wang Yihan, "Contact Mr. Smith from Wall Street."

Wang Yihan was blocked outside the door, with confusion in his eyes: Mr. Smith from Wall Street?

After three seconds, he reacted, took out his cell phone and called the United States.

An hour later, Fu Yiming came out of the conference room and glanced at Wang Yihan.

Wang Yihan understood and immediately stepped forward to report: "Boss, Mr. Smith has already been contacted."

Fu Yiming nodded and said, "Let's start the acquisition."

Wang Yihan nodded and left the office.

Fu Yiming unbuttoned his suit, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked out the huge floor-to-ceiling window at the sun rising high in the sky.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang. He took it out and looked at the message with raised eyebrows.

"Fu Yiming, how long are you going to keep me under house arrest? I'm so bored..."

House arrest? When did he forbid her from coming and going freely?

Fu Yiming laughed the next second and replied, "Be good."

Xia Linan's anger was immediately extinguished. She threw her phone onto the sofa and sat on the floor with a look of despair.

Although Fu Yiming did not send anyone to watch her, nor did he prohibit her from coming and going freely, there was nothing around her, not even a neighbor. It was quite lonely for her to live in a villa on the mountain.

Xia Linan curled his lips.

Ever since Xia Linan sent a message to Fu Yiming this morning, there has been no further communication.

If Fu Yiming hadn't arranged for the aunt in the villa to report to him that Xia Lin'an was fine at home, he would have thought that something had happened to her at home.

Fu Yiming shook his head. What a worrying woman.

Halfway through, Wang Yihan pushed the door open and reported, "Boss, all the scattered shares of Changxiang Technology have been acquired by Fu's, but it's less than 40%."

"Well, there's nothing for you to do now, go out." Fu Yiming made an international long-distance call and hung up after talking for fifteen minutes.

At this time, MI Studio.

Ye Ruohuan handed the proofread drawings in his hand to He Miaoran's office.

He Miaoran's face was not very good. Ye Ruohuan said nothing. When she was about to leave, He Miaoran called her: "Ruohuan, wait a moment."

Ye Ruohuan turned around and saw that He Miaoran's face was a little paler than before. She quickly asked, "Sister He, what's wrong with you?"

He Miaoran waved her hand, "It's okay, it's just that my period has come and my stomach hurts."

"Then I'll go out and make you a cup of brown sugar water?"

He Miaoran nodded, "Thank you for your help."

Soon, Ye Ruohuan returned to the office with a cup of brown sugar water.

He Miaoran asked Ye Ruohuan to sit down, "Ruohuan, I have something to tell you."

Ye Ruohuan asked with a puzzled look, what's the matter?

"I'm sorry to let you see me in such a mess." He Miaoran smiled apologetically, "My studio was supposed to have a dinner party with Mingle's agency tonight, but as you can see, I'm in this state now. I'm afraid I can't go tonight."

"So..." He Miaoran paused and looked at Ye Ruohuan for help.

Ye Ruohuan asked doubtfully, "Sister He, do you want me to represent the studio?"

He Miaoran nodded and said, "Your abilities are obvious to everyone, and looking at the entire studio, no one is more suitable than you to replace me."

Ye Ruohuan couldn't bear it, she thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

Hearing that "OK", He Miaoran looked at Ye Ruohuan with gratitude, and couldn't stop being happy, "Thank you, Ruohuan."

"No need. I'm also an employee of the studio. It's my duty to work for the company." Ye Ruohuan asked about the time and place of tonight's dinner, then went out.

He Miaoran had a smug smile on her face. Her dysmenorrhea was real, but the conspiracy was also real.

When it was time to get off work, Ye Ruohuan quickly packed up, said goodbye to Huo Zixi, and hurriedly left the studio.

She stood at the bus stop, looking at the address on her phone. She thought it was a little strange that they chose a place like a KTV for the dinner.

Fu Yijian was delayed for a while due to some urgent matters, so he arrived downstairs of Ye Ruohuan's studio a little later than usual.

On the wide road, black sports cars and buses passed by each other.

He glanced at the time, it was still a little early for Ye Ruohuan to get off work. He turned his head and saw the thermos on the passenger seat, his eyes warmed up, this was something he had specially asked his aunt to make, because he saw that Ye Ruohuan had lost a lot of weight recently, and he wanted her to replenish her energy.

Time passes by minute by minute, and autumn nights always come so quickly.

More and more people are leaving office buildings.

Fu Yijian sat in the car, staring at the entrance of the office building, afraid of missing someone important.

However, he did not see the person he wanted to see the most, but instead met the person he did not want to see.

He Miaoran spotted Fu Yijian's sports car at a glance. She was surprised and walked over in high heels and knocked on the car window.

The car window was rolled down, revealing Fu Yijian's chiseled profile.

He Miaoran couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart. She curled her red lips and smiled, "Yijian, long time no see, what have you been busy with recently?"

Ever since Fu Yijian blocked all her contact information last time, she tried to find him at Fu’s company, but was rejected every time.

Now that she has finally met him, He Miaoran will naturally not let this opportunity slip away.

Fu Yijian's eagle eyes looked over, and the cold gaze made He Miaoran sway unexpectedly.

Soon, she regained her smile, brushed her long wavy hair, and asked, "Since we meet tonight, do you want to have dinner together?"

"No need." Fu Yijian finally spoke, rejecting He Miaoran's invitation in a stern voice, "I'm waiting for Huanhuan."

What this means is that if you have nothing to do, leave immediately.

The smile on He Miaoran's face froze for a moment, and he said awkwardly, "Really?"

Then she seemed to remember something and suddenly realized, "Ruohuan had a dinner party tonight and seemed to have left a long time ago."

Hearing this, Fu Yijian looked over, stared at He Miaoran's face, and asked, "Where did you go?"

He Miaoran shrugged and said helplessly: “Shengtian KTV.”