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

The woman who called him was a tall, blonde beauty with striking, deep-set features, a graceful figure, a stylish long dress, and a high-quality handbag slung over her shoulder. She was an absolutely eye-catching figure in the crowd.

Lisa is of mixed race and was adopted by Zhou Mei, Yan Zhixu's aunt. She came to the Zhou family at the age of 13 and grew up with her maternal grandparents. After graduating from university, she joined the Bosch Group and is currently the CEO of Bosch North America.

"Why are you here?" Yan Zhixu frowned and replied in English.

Lisa took off her sunglasses and glanced at the phone in his hand. It seemed he was chatting on WeChat in Chinese. She didn't know who he was talking to, but the rare warmth on his face set off alarm bells for her.

She subtly withdrew her gaze, smiled at him, and said in English, "You've been gone for a month, and you're finally back. Grandma asked me to pick you up."

She stepped forward to take his suitcase, and while doing so, glanced at his phone.

Yan Zhixu dodged to the side, preventing her from touching the suitcase, and at the same time put away her phone, saying calmly, "No need, I've notified Wei Qing to come pick me up."

Wei Qing was another of his assistants, whom he left in the US to handle some matters.

The other person naturally arrived, but Lisa beat him to it, and he didn't want to "compete for favor" with the regional CEO, so he fell behind.

Hearing his boss call his name, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "President Yan, the car is parked in the parking lot."

Yan Zhixu pushed the suitcase to him and strode towards the parking lot, with Wei Qing following closely behind.

Lisa was just putting on an act; she wasn't really going to help him with his suitcase, as that would be beneath her CEO status.

She smiled and said to him, "Take my car home, your grandparents are waiting for you to have dinner."

Yan Zhixu: "No need, Wei Qing and I still have work to discuss."

Lisa looked at his profile and emphasized, "I came here specifically to pick you up."

Yan Zhixu said without turning his head, "I didn't hear you say you were coming. I already made an appointment with Wei Qing yesterday to talk business today."

Lisa: "I wanted to give you a surprise..."

Yan Zhixu didn't respond. She saw him purse his thin lips slightly, a sign of impatience.

But he wouldn't do anything to her; at most, he'd just give her the cold shoulder and ignore her. That's just his personality, and she'd gotten used to it.

She tossed her long, curly hair and muttered, "I've already come all this way, are you going to make me go back empty-handed?"

“I need to discuss an important project with Wei Qing. Time is of the essence, and he has to go to take care of it this afternoon,” Yan Zhixu said calmly, turning his head slightly. “If you don’t want to drive back empty-handed, you can wait outside the airport for a while. There will be passengers without cars who would be happy to hitch a ride.”

Wei Qing: "..."

Quickly write down what President Yan said and send it to Xu Chaofeng later so he can have a laugh too.

Lisa couldn't laugh. Yan Zhixu's retort left her with a face full of resentment. She gritted her teeth and muttered to herself, "What an oblivious woman..."

Accompanying Wei Qing were several tall, burly bodyguards dressed in black, who respectfully greeted Yan Zhixu as "President Yan."

Yan Zhixu nodded slightly. When they arrived at the parking lot, one of the bodyguards opened the door of the Lincoln for him, and he leaned in to sit down.

Wei Qing put his suitcase in the trunk and then sat in the back seat.

The Lincoln driver slowly drove the car away.

The bodyguards had separate cars, one in front and one behind, to escort the Lincoln.

Lisa was left behind, watching helplessly as the man was escorted away, her beautiful face filled with annoyance.

They actually... just ignored her like that!

~

The Yan family's old house was not peaceful last night.

Yan Bei'an had been working non-stop for several days and was a little tired when he returned to the old house. He saw his parents and grandfather waiting for him in the living room, paused for a moment, and continued walking over.

She smiled and said, "Grandpa, Mom and Dad, I'm back."

Grandpa Yan glanced behind him deliberately, then snorted, "So you came back by yourself?"

Yan Beian knew what he meant, and with a slight smile, said, "Grandpa, please don't say that. Even boyfriends and girlfriends don't come home for dinner every week."

Xiao Ling gave him a meaningful look, then smiled and said to Grandpa Yan, "Yes, Dad, after all, we haven't discussed marriage yet, so it's not really appropriate to have Weiwei come every week. Besides, Bei'an hasn't met their parents yet."

Grandpa Yan knew this was true, but there was nothing he could do. He just really liked Weiwei; she was smart, interesting, and very charming.

He stood up and tapped his ebony cane, saying, "Weiwei isn't here, it's just this kid alone, no fun."

He turned and walked towards the small flower hall.

Xiao Ling also stood up and said, "You rest for a while, I'll call you when dinner is ready."

He then winked at Yan Bei'an and whispered, "Come with me."

Yan Bei'an followed her toward his father's study with a puzzled look on his face, wondering why his mother looked so preoccupied.

Once inside the study, Xiao Ling gestured for Yan Beian to close the door.

Yan Bei'an did as she asked, sitting on the single sofa opposite her. "Mom, what do you want to tell me?"

Xiao Ling said seriously, "About the matter online..."

Yan Bei'an hurriedly said, "About Weiwei? Don't worry, it's been resolved. My uncle's assistant said that Le Pei'er, who started the trouble, has learned her lesson. Not only did she delete her Weibo post, but she also won't seek compensation from Weiwei, and..."

Xiao Ling interrupted him: "That's not what I meant. I also saw these things from the news online."

Yan Bei'an: "Then what do you want to ask?"

Xiao Ling looked at him and said, "You mean, all these things your uncle's assistant told you about, all these things were handled by him?"

Yan Bei'an: "Yes."

Xiao Ling: "Did you ask him to do it, or did your uncle ask him to do it?"

Yan Bei'an was taken aback: "Is there a difference?"

“Of course there’s a difference. It’s your duty to ask him for help, since Weiwei is your girlfriend. But if it were your uncle…” Xiao Ling said sharply, “why would he offer to help Weiwei?”

Yan Bei'an paused, his fingers curling slightly at his side.

Xiao Ling took out her phone and said, "I didn't think that much about it at first, but look at what's going on online. Just because Bosch's official Weibo account issued a statement and tagged Weiwei, saying she was wronged, netizens... they started to criticize them..."

She sounded a little anxious, and couldn't bring herself to say the rest.

Yan Bei'an quickly read through the content, his expression complex, and said, "These are just baseless speculations from netizens; you know it's just stirring up trouble..."

Xiao Ling: "Why doesn't Bosch's official Weibo account come forward to clarify?"

Yan Bei'an: "..."

Xiao Ling put down her phone and said, "Why don't you call your uncle and ask him to clarify things?"

Yan Bei'an: "My uncle is still on the plane."

Xiao Ling: "Then call his assistant."

Yan Bei'an clicked his tongue: "Mom, can we not make a big deal out of this?"

Xiao Ling's eyes widened: "This is no small matter, it concerns our Weiwei!"

Yan Bei'an's expression stiffened. He pursed his lips and finally blurted out, "Mom, Weiwei and I broke up a long time ago!"