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boarding?

Zhou Yi was taken aback. Looking at Song Xingwen, she quickly understood what he meant and hurriedly said, "Assistant Song, I..."

“Ms. Zhou, our CEO Chen wants to have a talk with you.”

Mr. Chen?

Wenren Yu's father?

Zhou Yi was stunned.

Song Xingwen continued, "General Chen is in the car."

There were hardly any pedestrians on the street at around 9 p.m., only a few people were walking around, and even the number of vehicles passing by had decreased significantly.

It's almost 10 o'clock, time to rest.

Zhou Yi didn't want to get on the bus, feeling that she and Yu Yu's father had nothing to talk about.

But holding the tiny child in her arms, Zhou Yi still followed Song Xingwen outside the car.

Click! Song Xingwen opened the back door of the car, and instantly, a chilling coldness rushed out, carrying a powerful aura that made Zhou Yi's heart pound and her immediately want to back away.

Instinctively, she hugged the child tighter and looked inside.

The car lights were on, and the driver was nowhere to be seen; it was extremely quiet inside.

It was so quiet it was as if no one was there.

However, there was someone sitting in the leather seat in the back of the car.

He wore a top designer's handmade shirt and trousers, exuding an air of nobility. Even when he was sitting, his tall and imposing stature was clearly visible.

Broad shoulders and a narrow waist—extremely superior, absolutely perfect.

From Zhou Yi's perspective, she could barely see his upright figure and his long legs bent in the chair, which looked unreal, like something out of a comic book, thanks to the expensive suit fabric.

In an instant, her heart pounded even harder, and Zhou Yi didn't even dare to look at the people inside anymore, wanting to run away.

In the two years she worked in the maternity and baby store, she had met many wealthy people, all of whom were of a certain status, but none of them had such a powerful aura as Yu Yu's father. Just seeing his figure alone was enough to make people feel intimidated.

Although Zhou Yi is precocious and much more composed than her peers, she is still a 23-year-old girl with little social experience.

At times like these, she inevitably feels afraid.

Instinctively, she took a step back, but then the little one in her arms moved slightly, and she immediately looked at the little one.

He seemed uncomfortable in that position, so he shifted and moved closer to her, his small hand gripping her clothes.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi's fear dissipated, and she hugged the little one tightly before sitting down.

Song Xingwen closed the car door, cutting off everything outside.

Zhou Yi sat by the window, and after sitting down, she hugged Wenren Yu tightly, her head lowered, not daring to make a sound or look at the person next to her.

She was like a maidservant following orders, waiting for her master's commands at any time.

As the car door closed, all the sounds outside disappeared, and Zhou Yi could clearly hear the silence inside—a complete stillness.

However, in this quiet, she could hear her own breathing, her own heartbeat, and even the sound of documents being turned over, which calmed her tense heart a little.

Yu Yu's father was still working at this time; he was very busy.

But that's normal; someone with such a grand villa must have a lot of work to do.

As Zhou Yi thought silently, she was no longer as nervous and afraid as before, and she relaxed a lot.

As Wenren Chen looked at the documents, a person sat down beside him. The chilly atmosphere in the room changed silently. A faint milky fragrance wafted from the person beside him, dispelling the coolness and floating in the stillness.

He finished reading the document, closed it, and finally slightly raised his deep eyes, which fell on the person beside him.

Her hair was styled in a bun, and although many stray hairs had fallen out due to a busy day, her fair and beautiful ears were still visible.

She had her head down, wearing a loose beige shirt, faded loose straight-leg jeans, and flat canvas shoes.

She sat with excellent posture, like a well-behaved student, with her legs together and feet touching. Because she was holding the child, she bent her body slightly so that the child could lean more comfortably against her.

His gaze fell on her face, a small, oval face, not a melon seed face, but a goose oval face, with fleshy cheeks and a youthful innocence beyond her years, making her look like a student.

She has large, clear eyes with thick, long, curled eyelashes, a small, pert nose, and lips as pink as cherries.

This is a face as white as a sheet of paper, without any strokes of ink, clean and pure white.

Wenren Chen looked at her slightly trembling eyelashes, which revealed tension, unease, and fear. He opened his mouth and said, "Could we go to Miss Zhou's house to discuss this in detail?"

"what?"

Although Zhou Yi didn't look at the person next to her, she could clearly tell what was going on from the sounds inside. When the document was closed, she felt a gaze fall on her and look at her.

For a moment, she tensed up.

That unease and fear surged up again, leaving her sitting there, stiff as a piece of wood.

At that moment, that deep, magnetic voice entered her ears, and quite suddenly, she looked up to see who had spoken.

With sculpted features and a sharply defined facial contour, it's an exceptionally beautiful face at first glance, as if blessed by the goddess Nuwa. This face is even more beautiful than those of celebrities on television.

Especially those deep eyes, which seem to plunge you into an abyss at first glance.

Zhou Yi's eyes widened, and the scene after the heavy rain that day flashed before her eyes. Aunt Dong carried Yu Yu into the store, she was making change, and then she followed her to the car. At that time, she met a gaze that was just like the one she was looking at now, deep and piercing.

At that moment, she was filled with fear at just one glance.

But she didn't think much of it, because she left very quickly after just one glance.

But now, those eyes were right in front of her, and their owner was staring at her. The depth within them was as vast and boundless as the night in Yunzhou City, calm and still, yet sharp and piercing, making her heart tremble.

In an instant, fear filled Zhou Yi's face and eyes.

Undisguised.

Seeing the obvious change in the person's expression, Wenren Chen said, "Am I that scary?"