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Lan Baobao stuck out her tongue; how could she possibly say such things?
She walked out of the bathroom, feeling dejected in her pajamas. Glancing at the time, it was only eight-thirty. She returned to her room, planning to work a little longer before going back to sleep.
However, she discovered that the project and layout she had only partially completed had already been finished, and the part she wrote had been modified by someone else.
From her perspective, it looked flawless.
Without needing to think, Lan Baobao knew that the design must have been altered by that guy Mumu. As for Mumu's talent, this mommy had no words. After several instances, Lan Baobao was even more impressed by Mumu's abilities.
This high-IQ kid was nothing like a five-year-old. His cleverness and occasional mischievousness were just like his father's!
In contrast, Ruo Ruo was cute and innocent, with a slightly confused demeanor, just like her.
Lan Baobao tidied up her things and cautiously opened the door to the two kids' room. She saw Mumu and Ruo Ruo sweetly asleep. Lan Baobao blew them two kisses and softly said at the door, "Babies, Mommy loves you, good night!"
"Mommy!" Mumu suddenly poked his head out, looking at Lan Baobao with his big round eyes in a cute way.
"You're not asleep yet? It's almost nine! You know good babies should be asleep by nine!"
Mumu sighed heavily in his heart. When would his mom mature a bit?
"Mommy, if you feel there's something difficult to say, just write it down. No matter what decision you make, Ruo Ruo and I will support you!"
Lan Baobao was taken aback; her clever son really could guess everything.
Seeing that a quarter of the month had already passed and it would be hard to hide this matter for the next three weeks, Lan Baobao awkwardly mouthed, "Mommy is going to marry your biological dad!"
After looking at her for a moment, Mumu shifted slightly on his pillow and sighed, "You should have found my dad earlier! First of all, I want to clarify that even though he is my biological father, you and Ruo Ruo are my private property. No one else is allowed to interfere; you need to warn Dad to behave! Mommy, I'm going to sleep now. Good night!"
"Good... night..."
Lan Baobao gently closed the door.
Private property? She realized she had no autonomy here!
Warning Ye Zixun? What power did she have to warn that wolf!
Images flashed in her mind of how Ye Zixun would be displeased and would ruthlessly torment her beneath him.
Lan Baobao sighed; indeed, the year of her birth sign was full of trials!
On her second day at work, she received a message that the company decided to transfer her to the headquarters, doubling her salary and status.
Mu Jiangfeng reluctantly accompanied Lan Baobao to the entrance of the headquarters. "Let me take you up! I heard the people at headquarters are all elites; I'm afraid you won't adapt well!"
"The world needs women like me, who are plain in appearance, and it also needs mediocre people like me; otherwise, how could we support this group of elites?" Lan Baobao stuck out her tongue. "Don't worry, I'll be fine!"
Lan Baobao could guess that the mastermind behind this incident was Ye Zixun; otherwise, how could a mere designer like her be transferred to headquarters?
"But..."
Mu Jiangfeng hadn't finished speaking when Lan Baobao pushed open the car door and rushed out with a large bag of luggage.
Mu Jiangfeng stared blankly at Lan Baobao's retreating figure, feeling that their distance had been growing further apart during this time. He wanted to tell Lan Baobao that there was someone at headquarters who was not to be offended, but she slipped away before he could finish his sentence.
Sigh, you better take care of yourself!
"New employee Lan Baobao?"
As soon as Lan Baobao entered, a woman in a uniform approached her enthusiastically, "Hello, I'm an evalley from your department. You can also call me Amy. I'll be guiding you during this time, and I hope we can work well together!"
"My name is Lan Baobao, and I look forward to your guidance in the future!"
"I'll help you carry your things; let's walk and talk!" Amy explained the rules of the department while walking. Lan Baobao wanted to remember everything, but her mind couldn't keep up with Amy's speed; it was overwhelming!
Only at times like this did she miss Mumu, that Stinky Kid.
The two girls had not yet entered the design department when they saw someone standing at the door. Both Amy and Lan Baobao were momentarily stunned.
They stared at the man in front of them, expressionless and dressed in a custom-made Armani suit, swallowing hard; this man was extraordinary.
But Lan Baobao felt she couldn't afford to provoke him.
"Good afternoon, President!" Amy approached Ye Zixun, bowing her head low and mumbling a greeting, as if that sufficed.
Meanwhile, Lan Baobao kept her head down the entire time. As soon as Amy finished her greeting, she slipped past Ye Zixun, keeping her gaze lowered.
The company was bustling with people, and naturally, there were many beautiful women.
However, everyone in the company knew what kind of temper Ye Zixun had. Even if someone wanted to pursue him, they had to consider whether they could walk away from his bed alive.
Amy was not considered a top beauty in the company; her status was merely average within the department, so she certainly did not harbor any unrealistic thoughts about Ye Zixun.
Especially since this business prodigy, Ye Zixun, was rumored to be getting married in a month. It was unclear which woman was lucky—or perhaps unlucky—enough to be chosen!
“Lan Baobao!” Ye Zixun called out coldly.
Lan Baobao did not want to meet Ye Zixun in such a public place at all.
Hearing the cold voice behind her startled her, but she did not turn around and quickened her pace toward the elevator.
Amy tugged at Lan Baobao's clothing and said, “Hey, didn’t you hear the president calling you just now?”
Lan Baobao held onto Amy's hand to prevent her from looking back: “Really? I didn’t hear anything! Maybe you misheard! This is my first day at work; how could the president possibly know me? He definitely wasn’t calling my name!”
In response to Lan Baobao's poor excuse, Amy still felt it made some sense.
How could President Ye, a busy person, possibly know a newly transferred employee?
Ye Zixun, with a dark expression, watched the two women in front of him, who not only ignored him as the president and her fiancé but also kept running away, completely disregarding him.
A shadow flickered across Ye Zixun's eyes.
It seemed necessary to teach her some basic principles before the wedding.
Lan Bao'er stood at the elevator door, staring at the numbers, praying that Ye Zixun would not follow her.
With a ding, the elevator doors opened, revealing many people inside.
Lan Baobao quickly pulled Amy in and successfully squeezed into the elevator, secretly relieved. Once inside, she pushed her way to the front and stood in a corner of the elevator, attracting quite a few curious glances.
Seeing Lan Baobao enter the elevator made Ye Zixun's face grow darker. He quickened his pace toward the elevator.
Lan Baobao watched the elevator doors gradually closing, feeling a genuine sense of relief.
However, just as the doors were about to shut, a large hand suddenly reached in, gripping both sides of the elevator door and pulling it open with force. Lan Baobao's face turned pale as she tightly closed her eyes, praying that it wasn't Ye Zixun.
Unfortunately, her wish was not granted.
Ye Zixun pushed the elevator doors open and stepped inside, his gaze fixed on Lan Baobao, who was standing in the corner with her head down, staring at her toes.
Ye Zixun's eyes scanned the surrounding people like a venomous snake, causing everyone to shrink back slightly. The air in the elevator quickly became tense.
"Get out!"
Ye Zixun commanded coldly. The employees quickly understood and one by one cautiously sidled past him to exit.
Amy also wanted to escape, but Lan Baobao clutched her clothes tightly and refused to let go.
In an instant, all the employees had left the elevator, obediently heading to switch elevators. Ye Zixun took a step forward, and the doors began to close slowly.
At this moment, only three people remained in the elevator: the sinister Ye Zixun, the timid Lan Baobao who dared not lift her head, and the extremely awkward Amy.
Ye Zixun moved closer, exuding a menacing aura, while Lan Baobao buried her head even lower.
Suddenly, her body lurched forward as a hand grabbed her.
Lan Baobao cried out in pain, "That hurts! What are you doing? Let go!"
Ye Zixun's expression darkened further; how dare this woman still complain of pain!
Ye Zixun did not answer Lan Baobao but instead pulled her closer, pressing her body against him, and tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, leaving her unable to move.
Lan Baobao glared at him in frustration. Was her fiancé really that great? Was the CEO really that impressive?
She was going to be the future First Lady; couldn't this wolf be a little gentler?
Amy had long been too scared to speak, leaning against the walls of the elevator, her legs weak as she watched Ye Zixun and Lan Baobao.
"Does this still count as pain? I can make it hurt even more if you want to try."
Lan Baobao immediately recalled the pain from that night and... the pleasure. She suddenly felt alert and tried to lean against the wall for some sense of security.
Yet Ye Zixun's grip was like a powerful clamp, strong and tight, giving Lan Baobao no chance to escape.
Ye Zixun's current aura was extremely oppressive; she dared not provoke him further and could only temporarily submit.
"President Ye, my hand doesn't hurt that much, but squeezing me with such force is quite tiring for you too. Why don't you take a break?" Lan Baobao instantly switched to a flattering tone.
Ye Zixun raised an eyebrow slightly and coldly replied, "Want to please me? If I had known you would lower yourself to flatter me like this, why didn't you just behave earlier?"
Lan Baobao felt a jolt from Ye Zixun's gaze. To her, his charming eyes were overwhelming, making her feel uncomfortable as if she were being targeted by a lecher.
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