He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

The next morning, Xiao Weige called Qu Yi back, apologizing repeatedly, saying that she was asleep and didn't hear the call.

Qu Yi asked calmly, "Assistant Xiao, did you go back to the hotel last night?"

Xiao Weige choked up: "I... I replied."

Qu Yi: "Really? Then open the door for me. I'm at the door."

"I got up early and went out to buy breakfast. What would you like to eat, Mr. Qu? I'll bring it back for you."

"Assistant Xiao, you're very kind."

Xiao Weige cursed inwardly as she went to buy breakfast, then carried it to the hotel and pressed the elevator button.

The elevator doors opened, and she looked up to see people walking out...

"Lingye-ge! What are you doing here?!"

Ling Ye then looked down at her and said, "I slept here last night."

Xiao Weige: "So Lingye didn't go home? Is he afraid your aunt and uncle will scold you?"

She carried breakfast in one hand and covered her mouth with the other, secretly laughing.

Lingye: "...No."

It's simply because I forgot my keys.

But I don't want to explain further.

"Oh dear, I'm in a terrible situation. I have to deliver breakfast to the boss first thing in the morning."

Ling Ye glanced at it and thought to herself that her boss really ate a lot, so much breakfast.

Qu Yi received the breakfast and said a few words of thanks. Xiao Weige forced a smile and returned to the room opposite. As soon as the door closed, her face instantly darkened.

"Ding dong!"

"Ding dong!"

"Ding dong!"

Three messages came in in a row.

When Qu Yi opened it, she found it was all from Zhan Zheyan.

They exchanged contact information after their last meeting, and Zhan Zheyan would occasionally send her messages, but she rarely replied.

Good morning, have you had breakfast yet?

I heard you went to Province A. The crispy buns there are pretty good, you should try them?

[Call me next time you go, and I'll show you around.]

Qu Yi frowned slightly and replied, "No, thank you. I don't like steamed buns."

Just as Zhan Zheyan was about to reply, a new message popped up on his phone.

[Weiwei: Honestly, I bought breakfast for the boss first thing in the morning, and I bought so much that my hands hurt from the weight.]

Attached is a picture of a red mark on my finger.

[Honey, just bear with it. Qu Yi is Grandpa Lin's granddaughter, and she's very favored. I can't afford to fall out with her right now. Don't worry, I'll find a way to transfer you back to the planning department as soon as I get back.]

[Ayan, I knew you were the best!]

"So you still remember how good I am? You should thank me properly when you come back!"

[Hmph, always so indecent.]

That coquettish tone reminded Zhan Zheyan of certain R-rated images, causing his blood to surge. Suddenly, a face with an indifferent expression flashed through his mind, making his already turbulent blood even hotter, as if it were about to burst into flames at any moment.

Qu Yi drank two mouthfuls of porridge, put it down and didn't move again. She hadn't rested well yesterday and was still feeling a bit listless. She closed her eyes and rested for a while.

Just as I was drifting off to sleep, someone knocked on the door.

When the door opened, Ling Ye was standing there. He had changed his clothes and was wearing a simple black pullover hoodie. As it turns out, good-looking people look good in anything. He made the black hoodie with only white lettering on the chest look like a male model.

He truly deserves the title of "e-sports male model".

"I thought you had already checked out. Thank goodness you hadn't."

"what happened?"

"Want some breakfast?" Ling Ye picked up the breakfast in his hand and shook it.

In the room, looking at the pile of breakfast on the coffee table, Ling Ye silently clenched the breakfast bag in his hand.

"You ordered so much takeout?"

"No, someone else bought it, my assistant, a woman."

Ling Ye swallowed the "male or female" that was already on his throat, and smiled again: "What I bought is different, it's the famous Qian Su Bao here, there are always long lines."

Qu Yi looked at the breakfast in his hand: "You must have waited in line for quite a long time, right?"

Ling Ye sat down, opened the bag, and an enticing aroma wafted out.

"Actually, I really wanted to say, yes, I waited in line for a long time, so you would feel sorry for me, but in fact, I am friends with the owner of the branch, and he packed it for me in advance."

This statement was very suggestive, but when I tried to read his expression, I didn't find anything.