Mumu and Ruo Ruo's childhood was spent taking care of her and comforting her, which made Lan Baobao feel quite ashamed.
"Lan Baobao, why are you here alone?" Seeing Lan Baobao's strange expression, Gu Feng felt a mix of differences, a bit of pity, and jealousy.
"Master Gu, I was just checking to see if they were asleep. I’ll go rest soon. What are you doing here?"
He couldn't have come specifically to find Lan Baobao. Gu Feng observed Lan Baobao; although her face looked more mature than eight years ago, she didn’t seem like a mother of two children at all. Her face, demeanor, and even her body and mind still carried a hint of youthful innocence.
It was surprising that this delicate woman was occupied by Ye Zixun. He must be quite damaging to his own virtue, while he himself hardly ever interacted with women yet couldn’t get the one he wanted.
Gu Feng felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. Even though the other party was his good brother, it always felt somewhat unpleasant to be outpaced.
"I drank too much today and was just wandering around. Lan Baobao, if Ye Zixun bullies you in the future, you must tell me, okay?"
"Okay, got it!"
It was strange; everyone seemed to assume that Ye Zixun would bully her severely. Although Ye Zixun's character wasn't great, he was someone who kept his promises. The only thing Lan Baobao trusted about Ye Zixun was this.
"Master Gu, if there's nothing else, I'm going to sleep now."
"One thing: from now on, call me Gu Feng. Don’t follow that guy Ye Zixun around."
"Okay, sure, Gu Feng! I’ll head to bed now!"
Gu Feng didn’t stop her. Lan Baobao took a long time to find her room based on memory. Gu Feng was a good person; although she only remembered the blood on him from their first meeting, seeing him again today left a very good impression.
The next day at work, the people in the company were also more friendly towards her. Amy had been moved from downstairs to upstairs; they were short one person in the top-level planning team.
In fact, the personnel at the top level were basically saturated. Moving Amy up was simply because she was familiar with Lan Baobao and because Ye Zixun wasn’t very confident in Lan Baobao’s abilities, so he brought Amy along as well.
Because Lan Baobao was transferred by Amy, both their statuses and connections have increased significantly, and they have gained a lot of face among family and friends.
Although Amy is in charge of planning, her position is right next to Lan Baobao, essentially serving as the assistant to Ye Zixun's assistant, while also handling some simple planning tasks on the side. With no grand ambitions, Amy is quite content with her leisurely role.
“Baby, I think next time we can use ‘President Ye has been lacking energy lately and showing signs of decline’ to brush off those women. What do you think?”
“Amy, are you implying that I’m too relaxed and want to add some spice for me at night? With Ye Zixun's energy, he can run like a motor all night long. Those women would be crazy to believe your words!”
“President Ye is handsome and highly capable. Baby, he’s such a great husband!”
“Yes, indeed, he really is a great husband!”
Lan Baobao awkwardly laughed a couple of times. Today’s schedule included a particularly strange appointment to meet a man with the surname Pan.
Seeing the character “Pan” made Lan Baobao feel uncomfortable all over. However, things that need to be concluded must be concluded. After all, it wasn’t her fault back then; it was the fault of that pair of adulterers. Even now, she still remembers the new house prepared for them…
Everything was brand new. Just before her wedding, she wanted to take a look inside. As she approached the door, she suddenly heard a woman’s voice coming from within.
That voice pierced through her eardrum and stabbed into her heart.
Now, Lan Baobao could vividly recall the scene of that door being pushed open—one of her best friends, Mo Mo, who had grown up with her since kindergarten and had been her friend for as long as she could remember, was actually having an affair with her fiancé behind her back…
“Love is love; not loving is not loving. Don’t you realize you’re already in the past? I, Yan Momo, am his Pan Xinzi's favorite woman. You’re just a self-important burden!”
“Baby, you have to allow me to do what I like. I still promised to marry you, but I’ve never forced anyone. If you want to leave, I won’t stop you.”
Lan Baobao still remembers the words of Yan Momo and Pan Xinzi clearly and recalls how fiercely she slapped Pan Xinzi, burning down the new house on the spot.
"Baby? Lan Baobao! Are you okay?" Amy nudged the panicking Lan Baobao. "Are you alright? What were you thinking just now?"
"Nothing, do you know who this person with the surname Pan is?"
"I don't know. Are you afraid of meeting clients? Don't worry, I'm here with you!"
"…"
Having someone by her side made it even harder for her to explode. If it were Pan Xinzi, it would be best to give them some time alone so she could get to work and slap Pan Xinzi until his face was swollen and his teeth were knocked out.
"Excuse me, are you President Ye's assistant?"
"And you are?"
Lan Baobao was pulled back by a foul smell and looked up at the man in front of her. He was pale and thin, with unusually large ears, yellow teeth, and oddly shaped eyes.
"May I ask who you are…"
"Oh, Lan Baobao, you don't remember me? I'm Pan Ya. We used to go to the same tutoring class years ago. But that was five or six years ago, so it's understandable if you don't remember. I can't believe you're about to marry President Ye. What a twist of fate!"
He leaned in, his hand already resting on Lan Baobao's hand.
She frowned slightly and glanced down at his hand.
Tutoring class? Since she was born, Lan Baobao had never attended any tutoring classes. How dare he try to get close to her like that; it was just a dream!
Who do you think you are? Trying to take advantage of her and get close; he should really take a look at himself!
“Mr. Pan, I am President Ye's fiancée and also his assistant. If you have something to say, just go ahead!”
Lan Baobao usually seemed foolish, but when it came to being taken advantage of, she was anything but timid. With her fingers elegantly arched, she pinched the back of Pan Ya's hand and lifted it, asking, “Do you have anything else?”
It seemed this girl was angry? After all, she had secretly climbed into Ye Zixun's bed while relying on her youth, had two children with him, and then came to extort the Ye Family, thus becoming the Young Mistress of the Ye Family.
Ye Zixun could use money to solve problems; he had plenty of it. A woman like this could be slept with by Ye Zixun, so why couldn't he do the same?
Pan Ya's gaze grew increasingly lecherous. A seductive woman behind him said, “Oh, aren't we all just climbing out of beds? What’s the big deal?”
“This beautiful lady, don’t you know that before everyone gets married, they all start from rolling in bed together? But I only rolled once and successfully rose to my position. Some people roll in bed many times and keep changing partners but still can’t secure their rightful place. Those women are the most pitiful. Are you one of them?” Lan Baobao spoke clearly and smoothly, yet her words were hurtful without being overt.
You think you can play word games with me? Do you think I’m afraid of you because you’re Ye Zixun?
“Lan Baobao, you…” Her face turned a mix of green and white with anger; she wished she could slap her.
She had rolled in many beds but still hadn’t secured a legitimate position anywhere. Now she hadn’t found a suitable man, and many of those she fancied were already taken. At most, she could be a mistress but lacked the ability to become a legitimate wife.
Just as she gritted her teeth and was about to curse back, a cold voice drifted over from behind her, sending chills down her spine. Amy was seeing Ye Zixun up close for the first time and instinctively lowered her head.
Ye Zixun's expression was dark and cold; his eyes glinted with a faint dark green light, resembling a wolf spotting its prey. The beautiful assistant next to Pan Ya felt fear at first upon seeing Ye Zixun but then turned provocatively, striking a pose that showcased her curves while staring at Ye Zixun with sultry eyes.
Tch, flaunting herself in front of so many people—did she think there were fewer women around Ye Zixun or that her beauty was unparalleled?
What a ridiculous display!
Lan Baobao rolled her eyes but unexpectedly caught Ye Zixun's gaze. His eyes sparkled with intensity as he coldly snorted, “Is this a marketplace or a nightclub? Why all the noise?”
"Respond to President Ye!" This matter was not good for Lan Baobao to handle herself. Amy disliked this couple the moment Pan Ya walked in; one was ugly and lacked taste, while the other was exceedingly flirtatious, with a perfume scent that could be detected from ten meters away.
Amy also did not like this woman. Workplace schemes and cheating were no less common than in other places.
She lowered her head respectfully and said, "President Ye, there are many assistants who want to climb into your bed. Some have succeeded, while others have failed. Baobao is the most successful one among them, that's how it is."
"Oh, is that all?" Ye Zixun's gaze swept over, his cold eyes landing on the assistant. The beautiful woman smiled sweetly at Ye Zixun, revealing a delicate and alluring smile.
To act so provocatively in front of so many people showed her shamelessness to the fullest.
Ye Zixun remained unfazed and said, "Mr. Pan, you seem to be here to discuss business with me today, right?"
"Yes, I specifically came to talk to President Ye about that steel project!"
"Let's talk business then. If you want to flirt with my fiancée or let your assistant attract attention, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Attracting attention!" This phrase was well-used; Lan Baobao liked it and felt happy seeing the woman's face turn pale.
Pan Ya was not someone without perception either; he quickly flattered, "Her name is Chen Huanya. She has been my assistant for over half a year now. She might sometimes be too glamorous, but she is a good assistant. Please forgive any offense caused, President Ye."
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