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"I'll reward you with that seafood porridge."

In other words, even if it was overnight, the seafood could not be wasted because it was done by Pei Qingcheng.

Ding Hann hurriedly accepted with gratitude, "Thank you, I will go out to eat then."

Pei Qingcheng was actually hungry as well. Only after stuffing 2 taels of sandwiches did her stomach feel full. Then, she curled up on Ye Juan's comfortable sofa while holding a cup of hot milk tea.

After the incident, Pei Qingcheng found out that Ye Juan never ate in the office, all food was not allowed in his office.

However, Pei Qingcheng seemed to have broken a lot of taboos.

She drank her milk tea as she looked at Ye Juan's huge office.

On one wall was a bookshelf filled with books.

She put down her tea and went over to the bookshelf to see what books there were, half of them about business and economics, which she was not interested in or understood.

Back then, Pei Qingcheng studied art, and the students of the Arts Department in the field of mathematics and physics were her weak spots.

The other half was more mixed, with detective fiction accounting for the bulk of it.

Unexpectedly, Ye Juan also liked to read reasoning. The top one was written by the British reasoning female writer, Cheshire. She had always wanted to take a look at it, but she couldn't find it in any bookstores.

She turned around, pointed at the bookshelf behind her, and asked Ye Juan: "Can I look at it?"

"Of course." Ye Juan answered.

Pei Qingcheng stood on tiptoe to reach for the book, but the book was on a higher shelf, and Pei Qingcheng, who was nearly 1.7 meters tall, stood on tiptoe and couldn't reach it.

Suddenly, an arm appeared behind her and she easily took the book and handed it to Pei Qingcheng.

A height of 1.9 meters, as expected it was not a long, white one.

Why did someone have to amass all of their strengths?

Pei Qingcheng took the book and returned it to the sofa. She continued to sip her milk tea and read.

He didn't know why, but he felt very relaxed by Ye Juan's side. The tension of the morning during the Pei's battle actually relaxed in Ye Juan's office.

Ye Juan sat behind his desk and stared at the girl on the sofa.

He did not expect that one day, Pei Qingcheng would bring lunch to meet him for dinner. After the meal, Pei Qingcheng would quietly sit across from him with a book in her hands.

Like a good kitten.

Pei Qingcheng was a contradictory girl.

When gentle, like a little sheep.

When he was angry, all the thorns on his back stood up like a porcupine.

At this moment, Pei Qingcheng had already removed her thorns and was snuggled into the sofa like a kitten.

After a while, the book covered her face and she fell asleep.

Ye Juan quietly left the room. Ding Hann came up to him and said, "Master, do we have an office meeting in ten minutes? I'll go inform the higher ups of each department. "

"Meeting room open." Ye Juan walked towards the meeting room.

[Didn't I have to hold a high-level meeting in my office every afternoon when I go to work?]

Oh, Madame is still in the office.

Ding Hann understood tacitly. Ye Juan walked a few steps before stopping and said, "When you're free, tidy up the rooms in the office and set them up as bedrooms."

"Yes." "Hmm?" Ding Hann stopped to think, why did he want to make the inner room into a bedroom?

Ye Juan's office was a suite, with a separate bathroom and a room that was usually empty.

"Qing Qing fell asleep." Ye Juan walked into the meeting room.

Oh, I understand, my wife fell asleep in this grandpa's office, so this grandpa wanted to change the room inside into a bedroom so that the next time my wife comes, I can sleep more comfortably.

The problem was, Madame did not come every day.

Did Master think that his wife would bring him lunch every day at noon?

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Pei Qingcheng slept for an hour on the cozy sofa in Ye Juan's office.

Then she stretched and woke up comfortably.

Ye Juan's coat covered his body, giving off an extremely faint smell of tobacco.

He didn't usually smoke, but there was a smell of smoke. However, it was the smell of smoke that wasn't lit. It was much better than the smell of burning nicotine.

He lifted his clothes and sat up, then looked at his watch. It was already past one, and he was about to rush to Pei's.

Unknowingly, he fell asleep in Ye Juan's office. Why was it that he always lost his guard in front of him?

This wasn't a good habit, he had to be more alert in front of Ye Juan.

He took his coat and handbag and prepared to leave. He looked back at Ye Juan's huge office and suddenly became interested in the only ornament on his table.

It was a picture frame. Who could it be?

Pei Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat and she walked over to pick up the photo frame to take a look.

In the photo, there were two young men and women snuggling up against each other, laughing extremely happily.

The people in the photo were Yin Hann and her.

At that time, they were probably on the steps of the university square, and she and Yin Hann had just confirmed their relationship.

Why did Ye Juan put their pictures on the table?

Isn't this too strange?

She didn't even have this picture.

Pei Qingcheng thought for a moment before putting the photo back.

As expected, no one could figure out what Ye Juan was doing.

Pei Qingcheng took a deep breath and walked out of the office without any more stops.

When he walked out of the door, he met Ding Hann. He seemed to be guarding the door.

"Madam." Ding Hann walked over, "Have you slept well?"

"Hm." Pei Qingcheng replied, "I slept very well. The sofa is very comfortable."

"As long as you like it."

"You guys have good eyes. I fell asleep the moment I touched the arm rest on that sofa." Pei Qingcheng laughed.

Ding Hann wasn't sure what Pei Qingcheng meant. Was she praising Master or insulting Master?

In any case, only his wife could mock him.

Ding Hann walked Pei Qingcheng to the elevator door. The door opened and a woman walked out.

Pei Qingcheng was about to wipe her body and enter when she suddenly felt that this woman looked very familiar.

Black tight-fitting suit with a one-step skirt, crisp short hair, rose-colored lipstick.

Very few women put the OL style of the suit dress out of the sexy feeling.

Wasn't she the young woman who came to Pei's with Ye Juan's mother at noon?

Shen Tiaotiao came?

Pei Qingcheng was still in a daze, but it was Shen Tiaotiao who greeted her openly.

"Hello, Mrs. Ye."

"Hello." Pei Qingcheng also responded.

Ding Hann seemed to be quite familiar with her and warmly welcomed her: "Miss Shen, you came."

"Oh, Ding Hann, I've been to England for a few days, how did I become handsome again?"

"Miss Shen, you're really too much of a scammer. How could I possibly be a good boy in front of our lord?" Ding Hann laughed so hard that his teeth could barely be seen. "Please come in. I'm having a meeting in the conference room. Would you like to go in directly or wait a bit?"

"Let's go in. There's something I need to talk to him about." While chatting with Ding Hann, Shen Tiaotiao didn't forget to turn around and wave to Pei Qingcheng, "Mrs. Ye, take care."

The elevator door slowly closed, closing Ding Hann's mouth that was about to burst from laughing.

From the looks of it, Shen Tiaotiao and Ye Juan were very close. At least she could come and go freely in Ye Juan's meeting room.

When Ye Juan was in a meeting, who would dare to disturb him?

And Ding Hann, when he saw Shen Tiaotiao's smile, it was as if she was a trumpet flower.

It was clear that Shen Tiaotiao was popular, that Mrs. Ye liked to coax her, and that Ye Juan's men liked her.

"Miss, which floor should we go to?" A voice suddenly pulled Pei Qingcheng out of her confusion.

"Hmm?" She looked around her, not knowing when it was crowded.

"We're at the first floor. I see that you've been in the elevator the entire time." Someone reminded her.

Pei Qingcheng had been in a daze for who knows how long.

She hurried out of the elevator and headed outside.

What was the relationship between Shen Tiaotiao and Ye Juan? What did it have to do with her?

She walked to the car parked outside the door, opened it, and got in.

The chauffeur waiting outside immediately started the car. "Madam, are you going back to Pei's?"

"Yes." Pei Qingcheng leaned back in her chair, took out her cell phone and typed the words "Shen Tiaotiao" into the Baidu search engine.

Quickly, her entry appeared: Shen Tiaotiao, 24 years old. Grandfather Shen Qing is the founder of Shen's Group. Growing up in Ye Family, he had a natural talent. At the age of eighteen, he had already finished studying economics in university. Now, he was a CEO in the company that cooperated with Shen's.

Even though Shen Tiaotiao was young, she was still the CEO of a listed company.

It was no wonder that she had a unique aura of a king, similar to Ye Juan's.

"Madam, here we are." The driver, Old Sun, reminded Pei Qingcheng to wake her up.

They arrived so quickly?

Pei Qingcheng took a step forward and was about to get out of the car when she suddenly stopped and asked Old Sun in a low voice, "Shen Tiaotiao, do you know?"

"I know, Miss Shen. She's a good person, lively and cheerful." When Shen Tiaotiao was mentioned, the corners of Old Sun's eyes creased in laughter.

"She lives in the Ye Family?"

"That's right, Miss Shen grew up in Ye Family. Miss Shen's parents passed away when she was very young, and our wife felt sorry for her so she brought her over to live in Ye Family. Occasionally, she also returned to England to accompany Old Master Shen."

So that's how it is. Pei Qingcheng bit her lips out of habit.

Growing up together, they were childhood friends?

Even Old Sun was full of praise, which showed that the people from Ye Family liked her.

"Ma'am, what else do you want to ask? You're not allowed to stop at the gate, or you can ask me slowly when I drive to the parking lot."

"No need." Pei Qingcheng pushed the door open and got out of the car. "I was just casually asking. I didn't mean anything else."

"Yes, I'll pick you up from work tonight."

"Yes." Pei Qingcheng walked into the Pei's gate.

As soon as she walked into her office, Huang Xiaofen immediately came over and greeted her. "Second Miss, someone has sent a dress over."

Dress? Who sent the dress?

Pei Qingcheng asked curiously, "Who sent it?"

"I don't know." Huang Xiaofen held up a big box on the tea table and passed it to Pei Qingcheng. "What kind of banquet are you participating in?" "You didn't even wear the dress Chairman Ye sent you last time."

Last time, it was because Tang Kexin had come back, so she couldn't attend his private party with Ye Juan.

Could it be that it was also sent by him this time?

Because he was going to his mother's birthday party tomorrow?

She opened the box and inside was a dress of dark roses with pink petals. The texture of the satin was glistening under the sunlight.

Pei Qingcheng gently caressed the slippery fabric. The color was so deep in her heart that even if she didn't want to go to the banquet tomorrow, she still wanted to wear it and give it a try.

She picked up her clothes and suddenly found a small pink slip of paper at the bottom of the box with a few lines on it.

Pei Qingcheng picked up the slip of paper and saw several lines of graceful and grand handwriting on it. "Mrs. Ye, Mrs. Ye likes qipao. You can wear this without any problems."