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He Yan got up very early today.

She has always placed great importance on eating three meals a day at regular times and also cares a lot about the quality of her sleep.

When she went downstairs, the maid was already preparing breakfast, but the portion was very small, obviously just for her.

He Yan noticed this situation on her very first day here.

She saw the housekeeper come out and asked.

Does he not eat breakfast every day?

"Young Madam, the young master doesn't have a good appetite, and the kitchen can only prepare food when instructed."

The butler lowered his head slightly, his respect tinged with a subtle distance.

He Yan guessed that Bo Siheng's condition was due to poisoning.

Judging from the time since he was poisoned, his bodily functions are indeed weakening.

Therefore, treatment is not just about detoxification, but also about post-treatment conditioning.

"Have the servants prepare some medicinal herbs; I need them."

He Yan recited the names of some medicinal herbs.

The butler immediately wrote it down and soon had a servant bring it over.

Then, He Yan took the medicinal herbs into the kitchen.

She chose mild, nourishing herbs specifically for treating cold toxins, aiming to regulate the body while treating the condition, thus enabling Bo Siheng's body, which had been weakened by the cold toxins, to recover effectively.

When Bo Siheng came downstairs, He Yan had already cooked a bowl of wontons.

Let's have breakfast together.

The butler noticed the young master's gaze and began to explain.

"Young Master, these were all ordered by the Young Madam to be made by the kitchen."

In addition to the wontons that He Yan cooked herself, she also asked the chef to make some other dishes.

Bo Siheng was a little surprised, but he still sat down.

He saw a bowl of wontons with a grayish-brown broth in front of him.

"It smells like medicine? What did you put in it?"

Actually, Bo Siheng was a little reluctant to have this breakfast.

He has always been very particular about his food. Since being poisoned by cold, his health has been poor, so he needs to pay even more attention to his diet, and he has strict standards for every meal.

The color of the wontons made him reluctant to eat them.

"Give it a try, it tastes pretty good. Don't worry, it's not a culinary disaster."

He Yan ate the breakfast prepared by the chef, glancing at him sideways.

There was no unusual emotion in her eyes; her expression was very serious.

Bo Siheng stirred the soup with a spoon, unable to suppress a smile.

"Did you feed dogs in the countryside again?"

He Yan couldn't help but laugh when she heard his words.

"You are treated differently from it."

The butler standing to the side stared wide-eyed, his face filled with shock.

How could the young mistress treat the young master like this?

He already didn't trust her, and now he was even more anxious. What if the young master had a problem with the food?

"Young master, I'll have the kitchen redo it right away."

The housekeeper immediately reached out to take away the suspicious bowl of wontons.

“Young Madam, the young master’s diet must be particular; he will not eat other people’s food indiscriminately.”

After saying that, Bo Siheng frowned.

His gaze was fixed on the butler, carrying an authoritative and intimidating air.

“You misspoke. Since you call her Young Madam, she is not an outsider.”

He simply thought the wontons didn't look good, without suspecting that He Yan wanted to harm him.

He Yan glanced at the housekeeper but wasn't angry.

She knew that Bo Siheng's identity would make him very cautious and that he wouldn't trust her.

After all, the two are still strangers.

"Then let's eat together."

He Yan didn't eat the breakfast prepared in the kitchen. Instead, without waiting for Bo Siheng to say anything, she took his bowl, scooped two large wontons into her own bowl, and ate them in front of him.

Bo Siheng paused for a moment, wanting to explain but still not opening his mouth.

He didn't have much of an appetite to begin with, but seeing He Yan eating so heartily, he couldn't resist.

The moment he put the wonton in his mouth, the rich aroma whetted his appetite. The faint medicinal taste wasn't bitter at all; instead, it added a touch of sweetness, and he could feel warmth in his stomach.

Without further hesitation, he finished the whole bowl.

The butler never expected that the young master and young mistress would have such a way of getting along.

He was shocked and speechless.

He Yan and Bo Siheng finished their breakfast quietly, and then went out together.

"I'm going to the He family's pharmaceutical factory."

"I'm going to the company."

At the door, the two spoke at the same time, treating each other with utmost respect.

...

He Family Pharmaceutical Factory.

This was He Yan's first time attending an internal meeting.

As soon as she entered, she noticed an unfriendly gaze fixed on her.

Sitting opposite me was a somewhat slovenly middle-aged man with messy, unkempt hair, a wrinkled suit, and a sullen expression.

He Yan saw a sign on the table in front of him that read 'Purchasing Manager'.

It turns out he was He Huijun's husband, Tang Yong.

He Yan knew that relatives were in charge of various departments at the He family's pharmaceutical factory.

Besides He Yunyi, whom I had met before, there was also He Wenming, whom I had never met.

Fortunately, these two people weren't there, otherwise these positions would be incredibly crowded.

She ignored him and sat down in her seat.

"He Yan, right? I didn't expect you to be so ambitious so soon after returning to the He family. You became a supervisor in just two days."

Seeing that He Yan was ignoring him, Tang Yong spoke in a very fatherly tone.

He has no status at home, so he needs to regain face outside.

"If you ask me, now that you're married, you should behave yourself, serve Young Master Bo well, bear him children, and stay at home to be a good wife and mother. That's what a woman should do."

Tang Yong had also heard about how Tang Xiaoyue had been bullied by her, and he wanted to stand up for his daughter.

In this way, he could both please He Huijun and regain his dignity as a man.

It can also teach He Yan a lesson for her ignorance and arrogance.

To put it bluntly, Tang Yong was also worried that she would come back and take away the family property.

"Instead of wasting time talking about me here, you should go back and teach your own daughter. President He didn't even say a word at today's meeting, so what right do you, a mere eunuch, have to steal the spotlight?"

He Yan's face was frosty as she glanced sideways and retorted rudely.

Who are you calling a eunuch?!

Tang Yong's hoarse voice has that quality.

"Minister Tang, today's meeting is for official business. Don't talk about anything unrelated. Xiao Yan has a talent for medicine, which is why I promoted her."

He Zhengyuan's opinion of He Yan had recently changed, and he looked displeased upon hearing Tang Yong's words.

He now feels that those people's disdain for He Yan is a provocation against him.

No one else echoed Tang Yong's words.

Although the He family members are sometimes not very bright, they are also very open-minded.

Therefore, He Yiyi was able to enjoy her inheritance rights equally.

"Alright, let's begin the meeting. Everyone, please report the issues and feedback from your respective departments."

Seeing Tang Yong's unconvinced expression, He Zhengyuan immediately ended the conversation.

"I have a proposal."

He Yan raised an eyebrow and smiled, breaking the silence first.

Everyone looked at her with puzzled expressions.

"The food in the cafeteria is too soft. Only Minister Tang likes to eat it, and he eats it until he's stuffed and bloated."

Judging from He Huijun's arrogant demeanor, you can tell how much kickback her husband, who is the purchasing manager, has taken.

He Yan hit the nail on the head, leaving no room for negotiation.

Tang Yong was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He slammed his fist on the table, using anger to cover up his guilty conscience.

"What nonsense are you spouting! I'm going to sue you for defamation."

He never expected that He Yan, the real heiress, would turn on him after returning home.

Who is she?

The meeting room was filled with suppressed laughter from those around them.

He Yiyi needs to be understanding.

"Uncle, don't be angry. My sister was just joking. Let's talk about serious matters."

He Yiyi wanted to demonstrate her leadership skills, so she forcefully steered the conversation back on track.

“Dad, the pharmaceutical research department needs a lot of medicinal materials for each research project, so we have to cooperate with the herb garden. I know there is a medicinal mountain in Lingxi Village, where rare medicinal herbs are cultivated.”

"You mean Baicaoyuan? I contacted them before, but they refused."

He Zhengyuan looked troubled; Baicaoyuan was the best partner.

However, the other party did not agree to an exclusive partnership.

“Dad, since the Hundred Herbs Garden has the medicinal herbs we need, I’m willing to talk to them again for the sake of the pharmaceutical factory.”

He Yan smiled when she heard about the Hundred Herbs Garden in Lingxi Village.

What a coincidence.

That mountain of medicinal herbs belongs to her!