"President Ye, what are you..." In the corridor of Tianyun International's top floor, a female employee recognized Ye Huan. She saw Ye Huan peering "slyly" into the Vice President's office through the peephole and was quite puzzled.

Ye Huan's expression turned urgent. He turned around and placed his index finger on his lips, making a "quiet" gesture: "Shh!"

The female employee, though puzzled, walked away.

Ye Huan turned his head back once more, peeking through the peephole into the office, and saw the figure still lying on the sofa, breathing a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, there was no noise.

On the way to Tianyun International, Brother Huan was pondering how to give Zhang Huimin a little surprise.

Still haven't figured it out, hence the hesitance to enter!

If Zhang Huimin had heard any commotion and came out to see Brother Huan, wouldn't all his thinking have been for nothing?

At this moment, Ye Huan's heart was itching badly.

On the phone, Zhang Huimin had said: "I miss you..."

The meaning was quite obvious!

After arriving at Tianyun International, Brother Huan saw through the peephole that "Zhang Huimin" was lying on the sofa.

That meaning was even clearer.

She was ready!

Ye Huan felt both thrilled and quite guilty.

Last night, having left in a hurry to save Su Qingqing during a critical moment, he truly felt sorry for Zhang Huimin.

Sigh!

He must make it up to her properly!

With a hundredfold effort!

Ye Huan nodded silently, his face resolute.

Meanwhile, he reconsidered how to surprise Zhang Huimin.

Should he rush in and give her a big smooch?

Or get right to it and "continue"?

Resuming the war that paused last night.

Both options were great, leaving Brother Huan in a dilemma.

Forget it, let's check on Zhang Huimin's situation first before deciding!

Ye Huan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and focused intently on listening to the sounds inside the office.

Hearing the breathing inside the office was extremely steady, Ye Huan confirmed.

"Zhang Huimin" was asleep!

Sleeping soundly!

In this case, the biggest surprise for her would be to "continue" straightaway!

No need for those fancy tricks!

Ye Huan's lips curled up slightly.

He placed his hand on the office doorknob.

Just as he was about to push the door open...

Ye Huan suddenly thought of something very strange.

He released the doorknob and once again looked through the peephole into the office.

The sofa was conveniently leaning against the wall on the door side, almost in a blind spot where he could only glimpse the lower part of "Zhang Huimin's" long slender legs.

That emphasized the focus!

The legs!

Ye Huan was a bit puzzled.

Usually, Zhang Huimin's work attire involved a black OL suit and black stockings.

Why was her outfit different today, wearing a gray suit and flesh-colored stockings?

And, with Brother Huan's exceptional observational skills.

He could tell at a glance.

There was something odd about these legs he could see.

Zhang Huimin's skin was typically a slightly healthy wheat color.

These legs, however, were exceedingly fair.

Could it be that the flesh-colored stockings highlighted even fairer skin?

Possibly!

Ye Huan nodded and thought no more of it.

His lips curled up again, and as he forcefully pushed the door open, he swiftly closed it with a "bang," heading toward the sofa!

"Sister Zhang, I'm here!"

Ye Huan exclaimed cheerfully, but the next moment, while leaping toward the sofa, his expression drastically changed.

What is going on!

On the sofa, it wasn't Zhang Huimin!

It was... Su Qingqing!?

Startled by the loud noise, Su Qingqing's face turned beet red to the point where it seemed blood could drip from her ears, and she let out a sharp scream.

But, it was already too late.

The inertia of his airborne body was unstoppable.

With a "thud."

Ye Huan landed atop Su Qingqing on the sofa.

And, quite coincidentally.

Lips met lips in a collision.

"You... you... you..." Feeling the warmth on her lips, Su Qingqing blushed fiercely, her body temperature soaring rapidly, her heartbeat sky-rocketing!

"I say it was an accident." Ye Huan stood up, bracing both hands on the sofa by Su Qingqing's cheeks, looking down directly at her with a face as dark as coal: "Do you believe it or not..."

At this moment.

With a click.

The office door opened.

"Qingqing, I came to grab a document, Ye Huan probably hasn't arrived yet..."

Zhang Huimin hadn't finished speaking when she saw the scene on the sofa, her cheeks turned a bright red, hurriedly grabbing a document from the desk, and retreated.

"Sorry for disturbing you two!"

Ye Huan: "..."

Su Qingqing: "..."

…

Capital City, Nan Family Club.

Top Floor Private Room.

The private room was decorated extremely luxuriously, akin to a seven-star hotel presidential suite, resplendent in gold, with all decorations made of pure gold.

At this moment, Nan Zhan was standing aside the sofa on the left side of the room, bending over with a sycophantic tone, asking Nan Qingying, who was seated on the sofa with her legs crossed:

"Qingying, isn't it because Dad is concerned about you that I'm asking this?"

"You could just tell Dad who that young man's identity is."

"Dad will absolutely support your relationship!"

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