The top floor of Huai International, inside Leng Yichen’s office.
Leng Yichen’s expression was unpleasant, and the entire office atmosphere was heavy. Anna waited for Leng Yichen to finish signing the docunts before quickly leaving. Now that Mr. Leng was in a bad mood, she didn’t want to beco an innocent casualty.
As Anna was opening the door to leave, Wang Hai walked in, "Boss, I’ve checked. Both the photos and the leaks were sent anonymously to the dia, making it difficult to find out who did it. However, I’ve already put pressure on the major dia outlets in your na, and this news will soon be suppressed. The PR team has already co up with a handling plan, so I believe this incident won’t have any impact on the madam."
Wang Hai clearly and thodically reported everything to Leng Yichen.
Leng Yichen nodded, but his face remained gloomy. On the computer screen were the photos of Bai Yiran and Wu Chengzu taken at KFC.
Anna’s internal phone line rang in, "Mr. Leng, your wife is here."
"Let her in."
Bai Yiran sat in the reception room, visiting Huai International for the first ti since her remarriage to Leng Yichen. Rembering the ti she once worked here, Bai Yiran felt as if a lifeti had passed.
Anna, who had once assisted Bai Yiran for a while at the Bai Family, still had a deep bond with her, "Madam, Mr. Leng has asked you to go in and see him."
"Hmm."
Bai Yiran, familiar with the way, reached the door of Leng Yichen’s office, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open to enter.
In the office, Leng Yichen was engrossed in work. Even as Bai Yiran walked in, he didn’t lift his head to acknowledge her.
Seeing Leng Yichen like this, Bai Yiran knew he must be angry. After all, he had warned her not to have contact with Wu Chengzu, yet today, not only did she contact him, but they also made it to the news headlines together.
"Leng Yichen!" Bai Yiran raised her volu, prompting Leng Yichen to finally look up at her briefly before returning his focus to the docunts on the table.
Why is this man so temperantal? Is he planning to stay silent forever?
Bai Yiran blinked, lifted her leg to move around Leng Yichen’s desk, and stood beside him. Her feet were on the soft carpet, and she tiptoed to look at Leng Yichen with puffed cheeks, "Leng Yichen~ Little Yichen~"
Leng Yichen’s writing hand paused for a mont before continuing.
Bai Yiran raised her eyebrows and quickly snatched the pen from Leng Yichen’s hand.
Leng Yichen finally looked up, about to say sothing when Bai Yiran’s fragrant kiss landed.
His body shuddered, ultimately surrendering to Bai Yiran’s gentle offensive.
After a series of sweet kisses, Bai Yiran was already sitting in Leng Yichen’s lap, her head resting on his heaving chest.
Leng Yichen sighed, his slender fingers pinching Bai Yiran’s chin, his voice sounded above her head, "Do you know how serious the consequences of your actions today could be?"
Bai Yiran tilted her head to et Leng Yichen’s gaze, her eyes wide open, clearly not intending to answer.
She wasn’t sure if Leng Yichen’s question was a trap. If she answered incorrectly, would she be devoured on the spot?
Seeing that Bai Yiran didn’t answer, Leng Yichen continued, "If my PR handling of this matter is not tily, it could cause Huai’s stock price to drop. Don’t forget your identity as the president’s wife of Huai International. Even if you deliberately keep a low profile now, identity is sothing that won’t change just because you keep a low profile."
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