Early the next morning, the weather was clear.
"That Chen Qin, she seems even angrier." Ye Shuang adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror before heading out. After calling her last night, she had hung up almost before he could say a word.
"I should be able to see her when I get to the office, right?"
He couldn't help but think. Still, when a girl is angry, you have to coax her a bit. But bringing a bouquet of flowers to the office didn't seem quite right.
Better to just talk when we meet.
Since Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke had already left, Ye Shuang finished changing and walked out of the dressing room. Looking at Yi Wan dozing on the cat tree, he couldn't help but sigh, "What a comfortable life being a pet is."
That big round face, all puffed out, is completely incomparable to its palm-sized form from before.
"I'm heading out, Yi Wan. If you want cat food, go get it from the automatic feeder yourself."
"Meow."
After leaving, Ye Shuang took the elevator down to the garage.
Since all the parking spots in this residential complex were for sale, Ye Shuang had to park in a more remote, unoccupied spot. It would be better to find time to buy a dedicated parking space.
After walking just a few meters in the garage, Ye Shuang saw his car—and a dusty, unidentifiable creature curled up next to the tire.
"A dog?" Ye Shuang's gaze paused on it, then he realized it was actually a purebred.
"Did someone lose their Corgi? Though it doesn't look like it; it's so dirty, seems like it's been straying for a while."
The dog noticed someone approaching and stood up warily.
Ye Shuang reached out his hand. "Here, boy."
"Woof! Woof!" The next moment, the dog suddenly barked at him, seeming very frightened.
Seeing this, Ye Shuang just walked over calmly. As a result, the dog barked even more fiercely.
"Wangcai, I just need to go to work. Move aside, please." Ye Shuang reached the car door, now only two or three fists away from the dog. He wasn't afraid of this kind of dog; after all, dogs that bite don't bark much. From its nervous demeanor, he could tell this dog was mostly just bluffing.
Ye Shuang opened the car door. Perhaps due to his overly calm actions, the dog's barking gradually subsided.
"So thin. Stray dogs in the big city have it pretty rough these days. The trash bins are so high, it's hard for them to even scavenge for food." Ye Shuang couldn't help but sigh.
"Hmm... I remember I keep quite a few snacks in the car for Yuyou." Ye Shuang opened the car's storage compartment and found two meat sausages among a pile of snacks.
After tearing open the packaging, he tossed them in front of the dog. "Here, stop barking."
Perhaps smelling the aroma, or perhaps not having eaten for a long time, the emaciated dog began devouring the sausages.
Ye Shuang also closed the car door; the slight sound made the dog flinch.
But Ye Shuang didn't pay it much more mind, shifted gears, and drove off.
Leaving only the dog staring blankly at the receding car.
...
...
"Good morning, President Chen."
"Morning, President Chen."
"Mhm."
At the company, Chen Qin, dressed in a black professional outfit, was walking briskly with narrowed eyes. A low-pressure aura seemed to surround her, startling many employees who passed by.
Is President Chen in a bad mood today?
Not just the regular staff; even while riding the elevator, many executives felt that terrifying atmosphere and couldn't help but wonder why President Chen was in such a foul mood.
Chen Qin returned to her office. She had only taken one day off over the weekend and found a pile of work waiting.
Looking at the various reports on her desk, she pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to calm her current mood.
Don't bring emotions into work, don't bring emotions into work, don't bring emotions into work.
She emphasized it three times, faster than reciting the Tight-Fillet Spell.
"Ugh, I'm still so angry!" Chen Qin slapped the desk, immediately startling her assistant, Little Li, who turned pale.
What happened? Which department messed up to make President Chen this angry?
Chen Qin took a deep breath, her ample "Slimes" rising and falling. Seeing Little Li trembling beside her, she waved a hand. "Little Li, you can go out first."
"Y-yes, President Chen."
"Those two actually took a bath together last night! It makes me so mad." Chen Qin grabbed a cushion from behind her, hugged it, and thought angrily,
"It's not fair. I only bathed with A-Shuang when we were little."
"And I hardly remember any of those memories!"
"And A-Shuang even explained it wasn't the first time."
"He didn't even try to hide it!" (Ye Shuang just didn't want to lie)
Chen Qin looked at the wallpaper of Ye Shuang on her computer monitor, angrily minimized it for the time being, then pounded the cushion in her arms.
"I've decided, I'm not talking to him for a week." She thought, arms crossed in a huff.
But then Chen Qin reconsidered. "A week seems too long, would A-Shuang get angry... Three days, yes, three days!"
But three days seems pretty long too.
"Then I just won't talk to him today!" Chen Qin finally made up her mind. Even if Ye Shuang texted her today, she wouldn't reply!
At that moment, her phone vibrated. She glanced at it—
Ye Shuang: Had breakfast? Coming to the cafeteria?
Chen Qin held her phone, squinting.
"Hmph, that dog of a man, acting like nothing's wrong." Chen Qin put down her phone, deciding not to reply.
The next second, another message from Ye Shuang arrived.
Ye Shuang: Still angry?
Ye Shuang: peeking.jpg
Seeing the messages, Chen Qin curled the corner of her mouth. At least you have some conscience, knowing I'm angry.
Chen Qin: You figure it out.
Ye Shuang: How about I treat you to a big meal for lunch?
Chen Qin: Hmph, it'll do.
Then Chen Qin started chatting with Ye Shuang, the matter of being angry and ignoring him already tossed to the back of her mind.
A woman who's easy to coax.
...
"You're saying President Chen was in a bad mood in her office first thing in the morning?" Xu Yitian got the news immediately.
"Yes, President Xu."
"Do we know why?" Xu Yitian asked, fingers interlaced on the desk.
"Probably not work-related. Little Li said President Chen came to the company with a dark expression," the assistant said beside him. "It's likely a private matter."
"Oh, President Xu, there's one more small detail."
"What?"
The assistant said, "I heard that no matter what, President Chen passes by President Ye's office every morning and goes in to chat for a while. But today she didn't; she went straight back to her office. It's very rare, especially since President Ye is already at the company."
"Hahahaha, just as I thought!" Xu Yitian couldn't help but laugh.
It seems President Chen found out about Ye Shuang supporting that girl. Everything is proceeding according to plan.
"Kid, the workplace isn't as simple as you think." He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and smirked coldly. Everything is under control.

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