The security guard was slightly stunned and waved his hand.
"That doesn't matter. Everyone has relatives visiting. How can we care about that? As long as it's not a suspicious person, we usually don't care."
Su Nianhua nodded and glanced in the direction where Ye Huanyan had just disappeared.
"What's the name of the owner of that house? Can I ask?"
In the face of the security guard's vigilant look, Su Nianhua smiled slightly. "I plan to buy a house here, but I heard that all the houses here are sold out, so I want to see if there is anyone who is willing to sell. The location of the house over there is quite good."
"No wonder you came to our neighborhood so early in the morning last time."
The security guard looked as if he had suddenly realized something and laughed loudly.
"That house probably won't be sold. The owner doesn't lack money. By the way, if you came early, you might have met the owner. The owner, Miss Ye, just left."
Su Nianhua breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile. "Then forget it."
He saw Ye Huanyan's hesitant expression when she put on his jacket. He remembered that when he sent her back several times, she always looked away, as if she was trying to avoid something.
There were some strange thoughts in his mind that he couldn't explain. He couldn't tell what he was suspecting either. Until he confirmed that Ye Huanyan was indeed the owner of the house, his heart gradually relaxed.
Jinjiang Park, District A, Villa 6.
The castle-like lights at the entrance illuminated the ground.
Ye Huanyan trembled as she keyed in the password. She sniffed and pushed the door open.
The lights in the living room were on. After confirming that Ling Han wasn't downstairs, she quickly took off her down jacket and went upstairs to the bedroom with it in her arms.
She was so fast that when Ling Ling heard the noise and put on her jacket, she didn't see anyone in the living room. For a moment, she thought she was hallucinating.
There was a thin wall between Ye Huanyan's room and Ling Han's room. If there was a slight movement, the other side would hear it clearly.
When Ling Han opened the door, Ye Huanyan was not in the bedroom. The sound of running water coming from the bathroom made him frown slightly and take two steps in the direction of the bathroom.
Ye Huanyan stood behind the bathroom door with the down jacket in her arms. Her heart was in her throat. The down jacket in her hands, which was obviously a man's, suddenly became a hot potato.
Amidst the sound of splashing water, she heard Ling Han's light footsteps stop at the bathroom door.
Then, there was no more movement.
Outside the door, Ling Han raised his hand. When it was hanging in the air, he thought of what Su Mang asked him at the banquet.
"If the ten million didn't stop, how much did you plan to bid for this painting?"
His well-defined fingers gradually retracted. His fingers brushed past the material of the pajama pants and then clenched into his palm.
Just as he turned around, a "ding" sound rang. It was as if he had calculated the time. The phone on the bed lit up and a message popped up.
"Are we home yet?"
Signed by Su Nianhua.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The sound of knocking on the door suddenly sounded.
"Ye Huanyan, open the door."
The imperative tone made it impossible for her to refuse.
After a long time, Ye Huanyan slowly opened the door. She was wrapped in a bath towel. Her wet hair was still dripping on her shoulders. The makeup on her face had not been removed. She looked a little tired and confused.
"What's wrong?"
Ling Han's eyes swept through the bathroom. Except for the expensive dress thrown on the ground, there was nothing unusual. It was different as usual.
"Why did you come back so late?" He frowned and asked.
"When the banquet was over, the waiter told me that you had left. At the banquet, I met … I met someone I knew and sent me back."
Looking at her stuttering appearance while trembling with fear, Ling Han's eyes were cold as he questioned her.
"Su Nianhua?"
Ye Huanyan's face suddenly froze. After a long time, she nodded.
"Yes."
The few seconds of Ling Han's silence were like the eve of a storm. For Ye Huanyan, it was filled with the fear of the unknown. She even hoped that his anger would come sooner, so that she would not be frightened and that every cell in her body was in a state of war.
A cold voice came from above her head.
"Rest early after the shower. Rush up the revision of the annual meeting plan tomorrow morning."
When Ye Huanyan looked up, Ling Han had already walked to the door, leaving only a blurry shadow in the darkness.
She suddenly did not know if she should breathe a sigh of relief.
Closing the bathroom door, she looked back at the small bathroom window with mixed feelings.
The next morning, when she left the house,
Ye Huanyan carried the biggest handbag in her closet, but it was still bulging. She hurriedly grabbed a piece of bread from the dining table and rushed to catch the bus before Ling Han woke up.
After handing in the final draft of the annual meeting plan in the morning, Su Nianhua's agent, Remi, went to see Ling Han in his office.
When he came out, Ye Huanyan chased after him to the elevator and handed him a bag. She lowered her voice and said, "Remi, help me return this to Lu … Su Nianhua."
Remi was slightly taken aback. He looked at Ye Huanyan with a strange gaze, but he nodded and responded.
After returning the clothes and returning to the secretary's office, Ye Huanyan finally relaxed.
"Sister Ye, President Ling said that we'll use this draft of the proposal and that we don't need to change it anymore."
Xiao Dong walked out of the president's office with a folder and placed the final draft of the proposal on Ye Huanyan's desk.
Qiao Mu poked her head out of the president's office.
"President Ling wants a cup of coffee."
"Okay, I'll do it …" Ye Huanyan stood up reflexively.
"No need. President Ling said to leave these matters to Xiao Dong. Secretary Ye, you can handle the annual meeting."
Ye Huanyan was slightly taken aback when she heard this. "Then I'll finish brewing this cup of coffee first."
"Xiao Song from the planning department will come over later to discuss the venue for the annual meeting with you. Leave brewing the coffee to Xiao Dong."
Qiao Mu's tone was solemn. She emphasized her words twice in a row, making it very obvious.
Ye Huanyan's brows creased slightly as she watched Xiao Dong hurrying to the pantry. She tried to find a hint from Qiao Mu's face.
She tried to probe, "Assistant Qiao, how's President Ling's mood today?"
"Not bad."
"Then lunch …"
"He ate quite well and quite a lot," Qiao Mu reminded as she raised her wrist and glanced at it.
"Secretary Ye, it's about time. I think you should pack up and meet up with Xiao Song at the elevator."
After saying this, Qiao Mu turned around and entered the office, closing the door behind her.
The pantry was at the end of the corridor between the secretary's office and the president's office. Ye Huanyan stood in the corridor and could clearly see Xiao Dong's flustered figure in the pantry. She could not help but frown.
She didn't know if Ling Han was angry at Su Nianhua for sending her home last night. She also didn't know if it had anything to do with the fact that she was suddenly arranged to go to the venue of the annual meeting. These questions that she should have considered suddenly disappeared.
At this moment, there was only one thought in her mind.
I should teach Xiao Dong how to brew coffee before Xiao Song comes.
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