Heart Stealer

Deng Minghui slowly turned around and walked towards the door with heavy and slow steps, as if every step carried endless loss and sorrow.

Her figure looked even more lonely and desolate under the dim light.

When Deng Minghui was about to reach the door, she suddenly stopped.

She turned around unwillingly and looked straight at Ye Qingyun who was sitting behind the desk.

She opened her red lips slightly and said with a slightly trembling voice,

"Second Young Master, I know you've always harbored the lofty goal of becoming the president of the Ye Group, but I hope you can understand that in addition to career, there are many equally important things in this world that are worth cherishing and protecting."

After saying that, she lowered her eyes slightly, sighed softly, reached out, pulled the door handle, and closed the tightly closed door.

With a light "click", the door completely blocked the sight between the two people, and Deng Minghui disappeared from Ye Qingyun's sight.

Ye Qingyun was still sitting upright in his office chair, his eyes fixed on the document spread out in front of him, without shifting in the slightest.

The moment he heard the door closing, he unconsciously took a deep breath, and then continued to concentrate on his work as if nothing had happened.

Deng Minghui dragged his exhausted body out of the company building.

The street lights outside were so bright that she couldn't help but squint her eyes.

She staggered, step by step, towards home. When she finally got home, Deng Minghui didn't even bother to take off her shoes, and fell straight onto the bed.

Tears burst out like a flood, soaking large areas of the bed sheet. She clutched the blanket tightly and burst into tears.

After crying for a long time, Deng Minghui decided to let go of this relationship and start her life again.

One night a few days later, the earth was completely enveloped by darkness, and the bright lights lit up one by one, making the entire city look like a dream.

The incessant noise during the day gradually subsided as the night deepened.

Only some subtle sounds remained, like a soft serenade, quietly playing in every corner of the city.

Deng Minghui wore a gorgeous evening gown of exquisite material and perfect tailoring, looking like a princess from a fairy tale.

She wore a pair of slender high heels, and each step she took was graceful, like a noble white swan, lightly stepping into the grand and highly anticipated business cocktail party.

Her carefully applied makeup is exquisite yet elegant, just like a beautiful flower in full bloom.

It exudes a charming fragrance, instantly attracting the attention of many people present.

However, Deng Minghui's eyes were always fixed on Ye Qingyun not far away, unable to move at all.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun is like a star shining in the night sky, dazzling and brilliant.

He was surrounded by a group of beautiful women, yet he still exuded a unique charm.

The smile outlined by the upturned corners of his mouth was still so charming, as if it had the magical power to melt all the coldness in the world.

With his keen insight, Deng Minghui captured the hidden meaning behind Ye Qingyun's charming smile.

There was a faint hint of indifference that was difficult to describe in words.

Just when Deng Minghui was fully absorbed in his own complicated thoughts, Ye Qingyun suddenly raised his head without any warning, as if he had telepathy.

His gaze passed through the crowd and accurately met Deng Minghui's.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

Ye Qingyun's gaze lingered on Deng Minghui's graceful figure for a moment, then he took a big step forward without hesitation and walked straight towards her.

Deng Minghui's heart instantly rose to her throat. She didn't know what Ye Qingyun would do next, so she could only try to stay calm.

"Ms. Deng, you look especially beautiful tonight."

Ye Qingyun's voice was low and magnetic, like an electric current passing through the air, directly hitting Deng Minghui's heartstrings.

His eyes were deep and fiery, as if they could penetrate one's soul.

Deng Minghui felt Ye Qingyun's gaze, and her heartbeat quickened.

She raised her head and met Ye Qingyun's eyes. She couldn't help but be slightly startled, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

She responded softly, "Thank you."

Deng Minghui tried her best to make her tone sound calm and natural, but a ripple of emotion rose up in her heart uncontrollably.

Ye Qingyun's praise was like a warm spring breeze, gently blowing through her heart, bringing a different kind of pleasure.

Ye Qingyun's eyes moved away from Deng Minghui's face, and he said casually,

"Ms. Deng, if you are interested, we can consider cooperation."

"cooperate?"

Deng Minghui frowned slightly and looked at Ye Qingyun in confusion, with curiosity rising in his heart.

She couldn't help but wonder what this moody man in front of her wanted and why he suddenly made such a suggestion.

Is he simply looking for a partner, or is there something more to it?

Ye Qingyun seemed to sense Deng Minghui's doubts, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.

“Yes, Ms. Deng, if you are willing to join my team, we can create more value together. Of course, this requires you to make some choices.”

"I don't understand what you mean." Deng Minghui's voice was a little wary.

A sly look flashed in Ye Qingyun's eyes. He smiled and said slowly, "My goal is to become the president of the Ye Group. I believe you can see that the company is now seriously divided.

There is a competitive relationship between me and my elder brother Ye Qingtian. I hope you will choose between me and my elder brother Ye Qingtian. I hope you will stand on my side and we can build a stronger Ye's Group together. "

Deng Minghui felt very embarrassed. She didn't want to get involved in the fight between Ye Qingyun and her brother Ye Qingtian. She knew that doing so would only make things more complicated.

Deng Minghui was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Second Young Master, I'm very grateful for your trust in me, but I really don't want to get involved in the fight between you brothers.

I am just an ordinary employee who just wants to do my job well. I believe that no matter who becomes the president, he needs capable and talented people to support the company's development."

Ye Qingyun smiled, he didn't seem angry because of Deng Minghui's rejection.

Instead, he leaned close to Deng Minghui's ear and whispered, "If you don't agree, I have plenty of ways to get you out of the company immediately."

Deng Minghui was shocked. She didn't expect Ye Qingyun to threaten her like this.

She felt a surge of fear and helplessness, not knowing how to deal with the situation.

Ye Qingyun said with a cold smile, expressionless face.

"You don't have to reject me so quickly. Give you a few days to think about it. I believe you will make a wise choice."

After leaving these words, Ye Qingyun turned and left.

Ye Qingyun’s threat made Deng Minghui restless. She felt helpless and had no way out.

Deng Minghui decided to talk to Ye Qingtian, hoping to get his support and help.

Deng Minghui hurried towards Ye Qingtian's closed office door.

When she walked to the door, she suddenly heard low and quiet conversation coming from inside.

Her heart tightened as she realized that Ye Qingtian was having a secret conversation with a mysterious guest in the room.

Deng Minghui's heartbeat involuntarily quickened, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

She was so nervous that her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and even a few beads of sweat seeped out of her palms.