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Pei Qingcheng had a dream.

In the dream she was sitting at a ball seven years ago, bored out of her mind.

The last thing she liked was going to any ball. It was boring and boring.

On the contrary, she danced very well, but no one in the whole university could match her, so it was boring.

Suddenly, a tall male student walked in from the entrance. He wore a mask, which was specially made. It was not as rigid as an ordinary mask, causing one to imagine his face behind the mask.

The boy walked straight up to Pei Qingcheng and didn't extend his hand to invite her to dance. Instead, he took her hand and led her to the center of the dance floor.

He knew how to dance, but he didn't speak.

The dance floor was dark, but he had a pair of eyes like starlight.

It was on this night, Pei Qingcheng admitted, that she fell in love with the boy.

Pei Qingcheng woke up abruptly and sat up straight on the bed.

Once again, he dreamed of Yin Hann. Most of his dreams were at that ball seven years ago.

However, why did she feel that the eyes under the mask were more and more like Ye Juan's?

Suddenly, she saw Ye Juan, who was half lying on the imperial concubine bed beside the bed.

He was asleep, still wearing the white shirt he'd worn the night before. The buttons were undone, revealing his muscular chest.

He lay with his head on the back of the chair and slept soundly.

His aloof and reserved face lacked caution when he slept.

It was said that Ye Juan was the king of Mo City and countless women wanted to get close to him.

From the looks of it, he did indeed have the qualifications to do so.

He had immense wealth and power, and a face that captivated all women.

Compared to Yin Hann, Yin Hann was much more ordinary.

However, wasn't it better to be ordinary?

When Pei Qingcheng was about to get off the bed, she suddenly saw red lumps on the skin of his arms that were rolled up and his chest that was under his collar. It was as if he was allergic to red lumps.

Could it be the seafood dish from last night?

A person shouldn't be aware that they are allergic to a certain kind of food. Could it be that Ye Juan knew he was allergic to food, yet still wanted to eat the food she cooked?

Pei Qingcheng didn't know what to feel in her heart at this moment.

She bit her lips before lifting the blanket off her bed. It wasn't as if she was the one who forced him to eat. What did it have to do with her?

However, he got drunk again last night, and didn't know what kind of joke he made in front of him.

He went to the bathroom to wash up. When he finished, Ye Juan was no longer in his room.

Coincidentally, she felt awkward when she saw him.

Pei Qingcheng changed her clothes and went downstairs to eat breakfast. Ye Juan was also not in the dining room.

While Pei Qingcheng ate her breakfast, she watched as Sister Hua packaged the leftover porridge from the seafood soup they had eaten last night, as well as the curried crab they had eaten last night.

Pei Qingcheng felt a little strange, so she asked Sister Hua, "Why are you packing these?"

"Yes, sir. Let's prepare it for lunch."

"But these were last night's." Pei Qingcheng said, "Seafood can't be served overnight."

"Sir said that it doesn't matter if it is processed at high temperature."

Pei Qingcheng didn't say anything else. It was obviously the leftovers, so why did she still eat it?

Was it because she cooked it?

The dignified Chairman Ye, did he have to eat leftovers because she cooked it?

In this way, Pei Qingcheng lost her appetite. She put down her chopsticks and stood up.

Terrified, Sister Hua hurried over and said, "My wife isn't eating anymore?"

"I'm not eating anymore, let's go to the company."

"Is it because breakfast is not suitable?" Sister Hua asked carefully.

"No, I had a drink last night and have no appetite today."

"This, take it with you. It's stomach nourishing." Sister Hua handed Pei Qingcheng a thermos cup.

"What's inside?" Pei Qingcheng took a sniff and could smell the fragrant scent of almonds.

"Milk, apricot tea."

"Oh, thank you." Pei Qingcheng took the thermos and walked out of the restaurant.

"Actually, you don't have to thank me." Sister Hua looked at Pei Qingcheng's back and whispered, "It was Mister who cooked it in the middle of the night. He cooked it in the middle of the night."

However, Pei Qingcheng didn't hear him.

After getting on the car, Pei Qingcheng unscrewed the lid of the glass and took a sip. It was sweet and warm and very tasty.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a car following her behind the mirror.

She immediately asked the driver, "Master Sun, there's a car following us from behind!"

"Those are our men." Old Sun replied, "A few bodyguards. I'll protect you anytime."

Pei Qingcheng was displeased. "I don't need any bodyguards, nor do I need any protection."

Old Sun was silent. Pei Qingcheng continued, "Tell them not to follow me, otherwise I'll talk to Ye Juan myself."

"No, no, no." Old Sun hurriedly said, "I'll let them leave immediately."

Old Sun called the people in the car behind as he drove. Soon, Pei Qingcheng noticed that the car behind had turned around and left.

Pei Qingcheng heaved a sigh of relief.

Protect her, monitor her!

— —

Ye's, top of the pyramid.

When Ding Hann handed the folder over to Ye Juan, he said softly, "Madam chased away all the bodyguards."

Ye Juan's finger touched the edge of the folder and paused for a moment: "She doesn't like the feeling of being bound."

"But, didn't you worry that Madam would treat Madam with …" Ding Hann did not finish his sentence.

"My mother is not such a stupid person. Even if she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to stop her." Ye Juan took the folder and opened it.

Ye Juan's worries were not unnecessary.

He knew his mother as well as he knew Pei Qingcheng.

At noon, Pei Qingcheng finished her morning's work. She was so tired that her whole body went limp.

The company's business was too difficult for her. This morning was an executive analysis meeting, and all kinds of data were dancing in her head. She was completely confused by what she was hearing.

Secretary Huang brought in a cup of hot tea. "Second Miss, a guest has come to visit."

"Now?" Pei Qingcheng looked at her watch. It was almost midnight, why would anyone come to visit?

She took a sip of tea and placed the cup down. "Please come in!"

"Yes." Secretary Huang went out to report, and he quickly opened the door and invited the person in through the door.

Pei Qingcheng was resting on her chair. Before she saw the person who had arrived, she felt that the atmosphere in the room had changed.

As if there was an especially powerful baleful aura flowing in the seemingly calm air, Pei Qingcheng couldn't help but look towards the door.

He saw a woman of unknown age enter the room. She was dressed in a blue brocade satin cheongsam, outlining her perfect figure. She wore a matching coat over her shoulders, and her ears were adorned with peacock blue exaggerated earrings.

It was an extremely powerful aura. When walking, it would bring about wind, causing one to be unable to help but hold their breath.

Pei Qingcheng felt that this woman was slightly familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before.

Behind the woman, there was a young woman dressed differently from the one in front of her.

He had clean short hair, large hoops of earrings, a black suit with a short skirt, and high heels. He looked very capable.

Pei Qingcheng stood up involuntarily. Her womanly aura made her feel deep respect. "Excuse me, may I know who you are?"

"I'm Ye Juan's mother." The woman introduced herself.

Pei Qingcheng almost choked to death with saliva. She used both of her hands to hold on to the table to prevent herself from falling down onto the chair.

It was too shocking.

First of all, she didn't expect Ye Juan's mother to come to her house.

Secondly, she didn't know that Ye Juan's mother was so young.

However, no wonder she felt so familiar with Mrs. Ye just now. She actually looked very similar to Ye Juan.

Strictly speaking, Mrs. Ye should be her mother-in-law, although this was the first time she met Ye Juan in her two years of marriage.

While Pei Qingcheng was still trying to figure out her proper name, Mrs. Ye spoke again. "You can call me Mrs. Ye."

From the tone of an aloof person, it seemed that Mrs. Ye didn't intend to acknowledge Pei Qingcheng as her daughter-in-law.

Unknowingly, the smile on Pei Qingcheng's face became much colder. However, she still pointed at the chair in front of the table politely. "Please take a seat, Little Yellow. I'll show you some tea."

Mrs. Ye sat down and started sizing up Pei Qingcheng.

She had met this girl once before.

Three years ago, something happened to his son at the entrance of Skyscraper International.

Ding Hann called her and said something had happened to Ye Juan.

When she rushed to the scene, Pei Qingcheng was still in a confrontation with Ye Juan.

The girl was covered in blood, holding onto the steel bar with a stubborn expression on her face. What could you do to me?

It was dark and the scene was chaotic. Mrs. Ye didn't have time to look at her closely.

After seeing her for the first time today, he finally understood why his son was so determined to kill her.

There were many beauties these days, but very few beauties had spirit.

Pei Qingcheng was a beautiful girl. Her eyes seemed to be able to speak, hiding her pride and her resistance.

With her unique temperament, it was no wonder that her son had such a soft spot for her.

He was indeed not someone from the pond, and his son had good eyes.

Pei Qingcheng knew that Mrs. Ye was looking at her, so she simply lowered her eyes and followed her gaze.

When she had finished reading, it happened that Xiao Huang was still drinking tea. Pei Qingcheng politely offered them some tea before her gaze landed on the young woman beside Mrs. Ye. "Who is this?"

"My name is Shen Tiaotiao. I traveled thousands of miles to reach this place." The young woman introduced herself.

"Hello, Miss Shen. Hello, Mrs. Ye. May I know what business you two have with this visit?" Since the two of them seemed to be doing business, Pei Qingcheng decided to go along with it.

"Yesterday, I went to the Zhuang Sheng's Dream and saw you." Mrs. Ye stared at Pei Qingcheng, "You got drunk."

So Mrs. Ye had come last night?

It seemed that she was really drunk and didn't know it at all.

With a bit of panic, Pei Qingcheng pinched her thigh. Don't panic.

It was his first time facing Ye Juan's mother head on. Even if he couldn't win, he couldn't lose too badly.

Pei Qingcheng smiled and said, "Please come earlier next time. We can drink and have fun together."

Mrs. Ye's eyebrows jumped, but she remained calm and collected: "I do not like to beat around the bush with you. I know that Pei's can function normally now, and the higher-ups of your Pei's are the elites of the industry. "Chen Du has already been poached. One look and it's clear that it's my son's handiwork."

Pei Qingcheng was still smiling as she confessed. "Yes, I admit it."