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As usual, Wen Yanqing let Yi Qian review the documents and speak on his behalf, leaving others to naturally assume that he was still blind, never suspecting that his eyesight had actually recovered.

After quietly regaining his vision, Wen Yanqing saw the usually diligent operations director secretly appropriating company data and storing it on his USB drive.

He witnessed directors Jing and Song quietly conspiring right after the board meeting ended; they had already formed an alliance.

He saw Secretary Wang of the secretarial office appearing focused and diligent, but the novel chapters she clacked out on her WORD document were full of lurid content.

Therefore, Wen Yanqing wasn’t in a hurry to tell others that he had recovered. Looking at Liu Fuyan who sat before him with an air of superiority, he calmly stated, “Twelve points, or no deal.”

“You are asking for the moon,” Liu Fuyan immediately stood up.

“It’s you who have set it too low. If President Liu isn’t sincere, then don’t waste my precious time.” Wen Yanqing spoke indifferently, “Special Assistant Yi, see the guest out.”

Liu Fuyan saw that there was no room for discussion and knew he had to act quickly, but Yi Qian directly escorted him out, giving him no chance to speak further.

On his way back, Yi Qian, heading to the CEO’s office, ran into the operations director searching for something on the floor and casually asked, “What are you looking for, Director Niu?”

Director Niu stuttered, “Nothing, I just lost my keys.”

In the office.

Wen Yanqing toyed with the USB drive and made a phone call to his driver.

Yi Qian entered just in time to hear it. He approached the desk to pick up the signed documents and asked, “Are you heading back?”

Wen Yanqing nodded.

“I’ll take you,” Yi Qian murmured in surprise, wondering why he hadn’t seen Lin Gantang today.

“Stop muttering, I heard you.” Wen Yanqing spoke up, “I guess she won’t be coming often anymore.”

Yi Qian thought, Not coming? Did they have a fight?

Yi Qian was curious but didn’t dare to ask.

Wen Yanqing tossed the USB drive onto the table, “Check this and then have someone thoroughly investigate Director Niu. Deal with it accordingly, and report the results to me within three days.”

Yi Qian picked up the USB drive, suddenly wondering if what Director Niu had actually been looking for wasn’t keys but this?

Wen Yanqing left the company.

Back home, as soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by the fragrance of cooking.

Wen Yanqing felt an unconscious relaxation of his body and mind, “Tangtang, I’m back.”

No response.

Wen Yanqing walked towards the kitchen and saw the figure of Lin Gantang.

She was dressed in his clothes, revealing her long, fair legs, wearing a pink apron, and had earphones in, no wonder she didn’t hear him calling.

Wen Yanqing hugged her from behind, and Lin Gantang, startled, almost jumped. Turning her head and seeing it was Wen Yanqing, she thumped his chest.

She removed her earphones, and chided, “You scared me to death.”

Wen Yanqing’s smile reached his eyes as he gently kissed her flushed lips.

“What did you make?” he asked while hugging her, their bodies closely entwined.

“A soup to clear heat and reduce fire, for you.” Lin Gantang stirred it with a soup spoon, “It’s ready, you can serve it now.”

“…I’m afraid it won’t help much,” Wen Yanqing lingered, inhaling the faint fragrance from her neck, and nibbled tenderly, “I feel like eating pears.”

“There are none,” Lin Gantang said, trying to push him away, “I’m hungry, let’s eat first.”

But Wen Yanqing scooped her up in his arms and sat her on the nearby kitchen counter, his hands braced on either side, drawing closer, “I think this spot is quite nice.”

“!” Lin Gantang sensed danger, “My period isn’t over yet.”

Wen Yanqing leaned in closer, and Lin Gantang immediately scooted back, losing her balance and almost falling. Instinctively, she reached out to embrace the person in front of her.

Wen Yanqing saw her holding him tightly and his eyes were filled with deep amusement.