The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

Liang Liangwei escorted Yan Zhixu to the entrance of the Bosch branch building, then turned and smiled at the man, saying, "Bye-bye~"

The man unbuckled his seatbelt and glanced up at her.

Instead of opening the door, his hand reached out towards her. Liang Liangwei was caught off guard, and her face was cupped in his hands, and her lips were pecked.

"..."

The man sat back down, snorted softly, expressing his dissatisfaction: "Such a sweet mouth, but all you can do is talk, not kiss."

"..."

You can do it, you can do it, you can do everything, right?

She gripped the steering wheel, biting her lower lip, and said with a forced smile, "It's just that we've come across President Yan's territory, surrounded by your subordinates, so we want to preserve some of the boss's authority, right?"

Yan Zhixu disagreed: "If you're saying goodbye to your girlfriend but don't even give her a farewell kiss, where does your authority come from?"

"..."

Okay, you win again!

Yan Zhixu placed his hand on the doorknob and looked at her: "I'll pick you up for dinner tonight."

Liang Liangwei: "Hot pot buffet? I'll make a reservation in advance."

He nodded: "Okay."

After getting out of the car, he didn't rush upstairs, but stood by the door watching his girlfriend's car leave.

A moment later, Xu Chaofeng came downstairs and handed over a car key.

"Mr. Yan, here are your car keys."

Yan Zhixu took it and walked with him toward the elevator. The car was parked in the underground garage.

"I'll be back in two hours. Set aside the important matters; you can handle the less important ones."

Xu Chaofeng: "Okay."

Upon arriving at the underground parking garage, Yan Zhixu got into the car and drove it out.

More than half an hour later, he arrived outside Yan Beian's company, parked his car, and strolled over slowly.

Yan Beian's game company rented an office in a building. The floor where the company was located was marked on the wall downstairs. He took the elevator to the corresponding floor.

After stepping out of the elevator, he saw the company name and went to the front desk.

The receptionist was stunned when she suddenly saw a handsome, sophisticated man: "You... hello, who are you looking for?"

Even though he's a complete stranger, why do I get the feeling that he's a big shot inspecting one of my companies?

Yan Zhixu: "Is your CEO Yan here?"

Receptionist: "Yes, yes, I'll contact them for you. Please wait a moment."

Yan Zhixu nodded slightly and casually glanced around.

The receptionist blushed and stole glances at him while making an internal call to Yan Bei'an, lowering her voice to say, "Mr. Yan, um, someone is looking for you."

Yan Bei'an: "Who?"

The receptionist was momentarily confused; she forgot to ask.

He covered the microphone and asked Yan Zhixu, "What is your surname, sir?"

Yan Zhixu: "He shares the same surname."

The receptionist paused for a moment, then released the microphone and said truthfully, "He said he has the same last name as you."

Yan Bei'an paused for a moment, somewhat puzzled, but still said, "Tell him to wait a moment, I'll be right there."

The receptionist hung up the phone and said, "Mr. Yan would like to ask you to wait a moment."

Yan Zhixu continued to survey the company's layout.

Soon, Yan Beian walked over from the direction of the office. When he saw it was him, he was stunned for a moment: "Uncle? What brings you here?"

The receptionist was shocked. This man is Mr. Yan's uncle? Such a young uncle?

When Yan Zhixu saw Yan Beian, he remained calm and asked, "Busy?"

Yan Bei'an carefully observed his expression and replied awkwardly, "No, I just arrived and haven't started working yet. Uncle, why don't you come to my office to chat? Would you like some coffee?"

Yan Zhixu nodded and followed him to the office.

As Yan Bei'an passed by his assistant's door, he knocked on the table and said, "Bring in two lattes."

The assistant hurriedly got up.

Yan Beian led Yan Zhixu into the office, invited him to sit on the sofa, and sat opposite him, sitting upright.

Why didn't my uncle tell me he was coming?

Yan Zhixu looked at him and smiled, saying, "I was just thinking that you might not be sleeping very well, and you should be waking up early in the morning. Since you have nothing to do when you wake up early, you should come to the company early. It seems that I was right."

Yan Bei'an chuckled dryly twice: "..."

Should I say that you are incredibly insightful, Uncle, or should I praise your ability to be sarcastic?

Yan Zhixu leaned back, her well-defined fingers lightly tapping the armrest of the sofa: "Tell me, what's going on between you and that person?"

Yan Bei'an felt a chill run down his spine and mumbled, "So...that's how it is, right?"

Yan Zhixu said sternly, "What do you mean by 'that'? Explain yourself!"

When the knocking came, Yan Beian breathed a slight sigh of relief and called out for people to come in.

My assistant brought me two lattes and then went out again.

Yan Bei'an: "Uncle, please have some coffee."

Yan Zhixu didn't even look at him: "If you want to drink, I'll get it myself. Answer my question."

Yan Beian knew he couldn't avoid it, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, as you can see, Fang Xun and I did date for a while, but we've broken up now, so it's okay."

Yan Zhixu asked in a deep voice, "How long has it been?"

Yan Bei'an obediently replied, "More than half a year."

Yan Zhixu's eyes narrowed: "Have you ever done that kind of thing?"

Being a man, Yan Bei'an immediately understood what he meant and felt awkward: "No...no, we just went out to play together. He's still a student, I've never touched him."

Yan Zhixu scoffed, "You're quite sensible."

He continued, "I never knew you had this kind of orientation. How dare you? Do you know how dangerous this behavior is? If you meet the wrong person or make a wrong move, you won't even have a chance to regret it!"

Yan Beian felt uneasy thinking about Fang Xun's relationship with those people.

He nodded and said, "I understand, thank you for reminding me, Uncle."

He looked at Yan Zhixu and stammered, "Uncle, about my parents..."

Yan Zhixu: "I won't tell your parents, but you should take care of yourself in the future. You're not young anymore, you should think more about yourself."

Although his uncle was his elder, he rarely treated him with the deference one would expect. Their relationship was more like that of brothers. This was the first time his uncle had given him such earnest advice.

Yan Bei'an involuntarily became solemn, pursed his lips and nodded: "Understood, Uncle."

Yan Zhixu picked up his coffee and took a sip, then suddenly changed the subject: "How much money did you give Weiwei?"

Yan Bei'an was slightly taken aback, but quickly replied, "Nine hundred thousand."

Yan Zhixu put down her coffee cup, took out her phone, and started operating it.

Soon, Yan Beian's phone rang. He picked it up, paused for a moment, and then looked at Yan Zhixu.

His uncle transferred one million to him.

Yan Zhixu put down his phone and said calmly, "Keep what happened between you and Weiwei that month a secret. Don't let a fourth person know."

Yan Bei'an: "Uncle, Fang Xun... also knows."

Yan Zhixu: "...Then we can't let a fifth person know!"

Yan Bei'an twitched the corner of his lips: "Uncle, you gave me an extra 100,000."

Yan Zhixu: "Consider it hush money for you."

Yan Bei'an: "..."

Hush money, my ass!