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

Qu Yi's calm and composed demeanor caught Bai Yan's attention a few more times.

Once inside the banquet hall, even though Bai Yan didn't initiate conversations, people would still keep coming up to her, trying to pull their hands away from his arm and nodding in response to those who smiled and greeted her out of respect for Bai Yan.

Her smile was subtle, yet it was captivating.

Qu Yi ate a piece of pastry and overheard two people talking as she passed by. They looked up at her, but Qu Yi ignored them and continued walking.

However, when they reached a corner where there weren't many people, they were blocked by a man wearing a burgundy suit.

"Miss Qu, it's been a long time."

"you are?"

The man's face darkened: "You really do have a bad memory. We met when Bai Yan brought you back."

I tried to recall, and I had some memory of it, but it was vague.

"It seems Miss Qu really doesn't remember. Could it be that her seniority has increased and her age has followed suit?"

This person is just looking for trouble.

Qu Yi remembered Bai Yan telling her to do what she was supposed to do as a person of her status.

Bai Yan acts so arrogantly and recklessly, so as his great-aunt, of course I have to follow suit.

"Since you and Bai Yan are of the same generation, you should call me 'Grandma' according to etiquette."

"Whose great-aunt are you?!"

Liang Qiuzhao's face was grim, and he said angrily.

“Baiyan’s.”

"...It won't always be like that."

He said this with a sinister and malicious expression.

"You may not live to see that day; I will outlive you."

Liang Qiuzhao understood the implied meaning of these words.

As long as she lives, she will still be Baiyan's great-aunt.

Liang Qiuzhao sneered: "Ask Bai Yantong if he agrees?"

Qu Yi: "I am his elder, so he listens to me."

Liang Qiuzhao took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and said in a low voice, "Qu Yi, don't be ungrateful. As long as we cooperate, it will benefit both of us."

"For business collaborations, please contact Bai Yan. I don't have an assistant right now; he's in charge of everything."

"you!"

When she got home, Qu Yi took a shower and went to sleep.

The study light was still on even though it was midnight.

Bai Yan tapped the button, and Qu Yi's voice immediately filled the room.

“I am his elder, so he listens to me.”

"...I don't have an assistant now; he's in charge of everything."

This was the third time he had heard it.

The woman's voice was beautiful, like plum blossoms in the snow in March, untouched by any dust.

Let her play her part, and she really did.

He is very obedient.

Looking back on everything she did during this period, each and every one of them was completely different from before.

It's like a completely different person.

As a materialist, this idea only lasted a second before he immediately dismissed it.

He doesn't believe in ghosts or gods, but only in people's hearts.

His eyes narrowed, revealing an inquisitive look.

Was she faking it before, or is she faking it now?

Qu Yi went out for a run early in the morning. Ruijing Garden is very big. She ran around the edge and came back just in time for breakfast. But she didn't expect that Bai Yan was also waiting to have breakfast.

"Good morning, Mr. Bai."

"You've always been very polite to me."

"Although I am of a higher generation, Mr. Bai is clearly more senior in terms of social experience."

Bai Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, changing the subject: "How's work?"

"Fortunately."

Speaking of work, the phone rang; it was Ning Shen calling.

The moment the call connected, Ning Shen's voice pierced through the phone's device.

"A twist of fate!!!"

"what?"

"You, you, you, you! Did you even check Weibo?"

"No."

"Damn it! I knew you hadn't seen it!" Ning Shen took a deep breath and glanced at the trending topics on the computer screen. "Why didn't you mention before that you knew President Bai?"

Qu Yi: "Does this need explaining?"

Ning Shen: "At least... President Bai is right next to you."

Qu Yi glanced at Bai Yan subtly, then looked away when he looked at her: "Hey, what's up? Do you need to see him?"

"...How could I possibly need to consult Master Bai? I'm just afraid of saying the wrong thing."

"He can't hear me, so I didn't turn it on speakerphone."

"........."

This time, Bai Yan truly shifted his gaze from the newspaper to Qu Yi's face.