Heart Stealer

Deng Minghui raised her head slightly and looked at Ye Qingtian with gratitude, forcing a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Then she quickly lowered her head, as if she was afraid that Ye Qingtian would see through her inner fragility.

After Ye Qingtian left, Ye Qingyun and Deng Minghui each returned to their desks and continued to work.

The atmosphere between the two seemed a little subtle, but overall it was peaceful.

The clock finally reached 5:30 p.m.

Deng Minghui was like a freed bird. She quickly packed her backpack and rushed out of the office impatiently.

Yesterday, Deng Minghui's sister-in-law just carefully arranged a blind date for her.

Although the man's appearance cannot be described as handsome, he is above average. He is also the boss of a small company. His name is Xu Luo.

In order to get to know each other better, the man came to pick her up from get off work today and have dinner together.

In the parking lot, Deng Minghui looked around anxiously, but there was no sign of Xu Luo.

Just when she was feeling a little disappointed, the person she least wanted to see—Ye Qingyun—appeared in front of her.

Ye Qingyun walked up to Deng Minghui with elegant steps, his eyes full of sarcasm and disdain.

He asked in a slightly provocative tone, "Ms. Deng Minghui, do you still remember what you said this morning? Humph, the boss hasn't even left work yet, and you're running faster than anyone else."

Deng Minghui narrowed his eyes and frowned.

She raised her head fearlessly, looked into Ye Qingyun's eyes, and said firmly,

"Mr. Ye Qingyun, it's time to get off work now. You have no right to tell me what to do!"

Ye Qingyun felt embarrassed, so he turned around and walked towards the parking lot and got into his luxury car.

However, he did not leave immediately, but drove the car in front of Deng Minghui, rolled down the window, and deliberately shouted,

"Ms. Deng Minghui, would you like me to give you a ride?"

Deng Minghui snorted coldly and replied bluntly,

"No need, Mr. Ye Qingyun, my boyfriend is here to pick me up."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards a white car in front.

Ye Qingyun looked at Deng Minghui's back as she walked away, and couldn't help but feel a strong surge of jealousy.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly and stared at the white luxury car in front of him, trying to see clearly who was driving it.

At this time, someone got out of the car. He was a young and handsome man about twenty-seven years old.

When he saw Deng Minghui, a gentle smile immediately appeared on his face, and then he gently put his arm around her shoulders.

Ye Qingyun's eyes became even colder. He stepped on the accelerator viciously and drove away at high speed.

The car drove for quite a while before Ye Qingyun came back to his senses. He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Why should I be jealous of that man?

Weren't his unusual actions today meant to drive away the spy planted by Ye Qingtian? Could it be that he had fallen in love with Deng Minghui?

But Deng Minghui already has a boyfriend, and he would never do such an immoral thing as destroying someone else's family.

Ye Qingyun's mood became increasingly irritable, and he unknowingly drove the car to a bar.

As soon as he sat down, he ordered a few bottles of brandy, a famous locally brewed liquor.

Ye Qingyun has a habit. He either doesn't drink alcohol or drinks white wine. White wine is stronger and more enjoyable to drink.

After a few drinks, Ye Qingyun felt dizzy.

In a trance, he seemed to see Deng Minghui's figure.

Ye Qingyun smiled bitterly. What was wrong with him? Why was his mind full of her, whom he had only met a few times?

At this time, a hot beauty came over and teased him intentionally or unintentionally.

Ye Qingyun, however, wasn't interested at all. Seeing this, the beautiful woman walked away in boredom.

Ye Qingyun drank a lot of alcohol without realizing it, and he had to call his family's private driver to pick him up.

Ye Qingyun thought to himself: After this incident, Deng Minghui should know the difficulty and quit, right? He didn't need to chase Deng Minghui away, she would definitely resign on her own initiative!

What Ye Qingyun never expected was that when he walked into the office the next morning.

But he was surprised to find that Deng Minghui had already tidied up the office in an orderly and spotless manner, and even placed a cup of hot tea on the desk.

Ye Qingyun had just sat down when Deng Minghui hurried in with a panicked look on her face, holding a stack of thick folders.

She gently placed the documents in front of Ye Qingyun and hurriedly said,

"Vice President, the boss has called an emergency meeting at nine o'clock.

Time is running out. Please go to the conference room immediately to attend the meeting. Here are the relevant materials required for this meeting. Please take a look.

Ye Qingyun looked up at Deng Minghui, then quickly glanced at the wall clock.

He was late for work today, and there were only a few minutes left before the meeting started.

He didn't dare to delay for even a second, and hurriedly grabbed the documents on the table, then ran towards the meeting room like a flash.

There was actually nothing new in the meeting; it was just a rehash of the same old stuff.

As soon as the meeting ended, Ye Qingyun followed his father's footsteps and walked into his office.

Ye Junhao frowned slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Qingyun, do you have any more questions? The meeting just now has already decided to sell several shopping malls. It's useless for you to raise any objections now."

Ye Qingyun took a deep breath and replied, "Dad, I still have reservations about the company selling the shopping mall. However, I didn't come to you to discuss this issue this time."

"Oh? What's that?" Ye Junhao asked puzzledly, his eyes fixed on his son, as if trying to find the answer from his eyes.

Ye Qingyun gritted his teeth and said frankly: "Dad, I ask you to find me a new secretary."

Ye Junhao looked at his son, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect his son to make such a request.

"Why do you want to change your secretary? Please tell me the reason. I recently heard from your brother that you change secretaries every now and then. I was just about to talk to you about this matter."

Ye Qingyun's expression turned ugly, and he clenched his fists.

"Dad, she's the spy sent by my eldest brother to monitor me. I don't want a time bomb around me."

Ye Junhao looked at his son and couldn't help laughing.

"Qingyun, have you been watching too many spy movies lately? When did you start treating your eldest brother as an imaginary enemy?

You should focus on your work instead of fussing over these trivial matters."

"Dad, everything I said is true. I know you favor my eldest brother and don't even care about me." Ye Qingyun said aggrievedly, with a trembling in his voice.

Ye Junhao patted his son's shoulder and said earnestly,

"Qingyun, don't let your imagination run wild. I treat you two brothers equally and I don't favor anyone over anyone. Since you are not satisfied with this new secretary, I will replace you with a suitable one."

After hearing what his father said, Ye Qingyun went back to work happily.

The next morning, the sun shone through the thin clouds, falling down in large flakes, covering the bustling and noisy city with a layer of golden gauze.

Ye Qingyun, as usual, dressed in a suit and tie, walked hurriedly into the company gate.

His eyes habitually swept towards Deng Minghui's desk, but unexpectedly found that there was no one there.

Ye Qingyun's heart tightened slightly, and he quickly turned around to ask his colleagues about the situation.

After some inquiries, he learned that Deng Minghui had been transferred to another department.

Upon hearing this news, Ye Qingyun felt a sense of loss.

But at the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that perhaps such a transfer could cool down the ambiguous feelings between the two of them.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

This morning, the company held another routine meeting.

Ye Qingyun still maintained his usual calm demeanor, and walked slowly into the spacious and bright conference room with firm and powerful steps.