张妙言 smiled a bit reluctantly at Yang Chenmin’s invitation, "Sure, I have ti. About my friend, I’ll leave that to you, Manager Yang. You can just call Miao Yan."
"Then you shouldn’t call Manager Yang either, it sounds too formal," Yang Chenmin smoothly responded, looking like a master flirt.
Reluctantly, Zhang Miaoyan said, "Chenmin, thank you."
Yang Chenmin’s spirits soared. He was about to conquer the ice queen of the office, how could he not be excited?
"I’ll wait for you at the company entrance tonight."
"Alright."
Zhang Miaoyan left the fifth floor, feeling restless, as if she was doing sothing wrong.
She wondered if Yang Chenmin was just toying with her, casting a wide net. She knew she had no feelings for him, and using him made her feel uneasy.
She returned to her office, her phone buzzed with a ssage notification. Seeing it was from Xie Yuchen, she quickly opened it. There were only a few words: "Cook dinner tonight."
It ant he wanted her to go to his apartnt and cook dinner after work, still as terse as ever.
She had been cooking for him for over two years, initially just lunch. Later he said his housekeeper had gone back to her hotown and wouldn’t be returning, he was too lazy to find a new one, and he increased her pay to cook dinner as well.
She seldom saw him at the apartnt; when she did, he was always rushing off. Cooking an extra al wasn’t a big deal for her, so she agreed.
After her promotion, Gong Xiaoyu had asked her, "Your salary isn’t low, why still cook for Xie Yuchen? That spoiled rich kid is always bossing people around, I can’t stand it."
Yue Xiaoyang originally didn’t cook either, but since being with Xiao Yu, he learned. Especially during her period, he wouldn’t let her touch cold water, even hand-washing her underwear.
Though they were still just boyfriend and girlfriend, seemingly without much progress, Gong Xiaoyu could feel Yue Xiaoyang always put her first, making her very happy. Thinking about it always brought a smile to her face.
Zhang Miaoyan felt envious. She had spent the past two years working and cooking for Xie Yuchen, with no ti to think about anything else.
She told Gong Xiaoyu, "My small apartnt costs six thousand yuan a month. I can’t compare to you; the pressure is too high."
Gong Xiaoyu did so quick math, "Didn’t you get a raise? Six thousand a month shouldn’t be too bad for you. Isn’t it tiring to cook for Young Master Xie every day?"
Not agreeing, Zhang Miaoyan said, "I want to save more. If I don’t save while I’m young, what about retirent?"
Gong Xiaoyu was shocked, "Zhang Miaoyan, how old are you? Already thinking about retirent? Not planning to get married?"
With a shrug, Zhang Miaoyan said, "I haven’t considered marriage. I have my own place now; living alone is fine."
Gong Xiaoyu was amazed, "That’s really forward-thinking. I can’t accept growing old alone. I’d go crazy if Yue Xiaoyang and I don’t end up together."
Zhang Miaoyan thought, only after he gets married, can she start planning her own life.
Xie Yuchen’s company was busy with a new research project. If the product trial was successful, he had a chance to win the Global Physical Science Award.
She knew it was Xie Yuchen’s ambition. If he won, he would be the youngest person ever to receive it, surpassing many predecessors, marking a milestone in the field of science and technology.
She couldn’t help him much, just cooked his als so he could eat when he got ho.
Except for tonight; she had agreed to Yang Chenmin’s invitation.
She stared at the WeChat ssage for a while before replying, "I have sothing tonight and can’t cook. Have your assistant order takeout, and rember to eat on ti."
She edited the ssage, then deleted "rember to eat on ti," reminding herself she had no right to say that to him.
She checked the short ssage several tis before sending it.
Xie Yuchen got her reply and thought he’d read it wrong. He brought his phone closer and reread it twice to confirm she really said she was busy tonight.
That had never happened before. She always ca when he asked.
Why was she busy tonight?
Xie Yuchen beca unsettled, put down his work, and called her.
Zhang Miaoyan returned to work after replying. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Xie Yuchen calling.
He rarely called, only when there was sothing urgent.
She answered, and Xie Yuchen directly asked, "Where are you going tonight?"
Thinking he didn’t want takeout, she said, "I’m going out with colleagues. You’ll have to eat takeout tonight."
"Which colleagues? Where?"
Feeling inexplicably guilty, Zhang Miaoyan randomly answered, "Departnt dinner with many colleagues."
Temporarily believing her, Xie Yuchen said, "Fine, call after dinner. I’ll pick you up." Then he hung up.
Looking at her phone, Zhang Miaoyan was confused. He said he’d pick her up?
When did Mr. Xie beco so considerate? Besides, he didn’t even know where she was going, how could he know if it was on his way?
Zhang Miaoyan told herself not to overthink. Yang Chenmin would likely take her ho, and she could tell Xie Yuchen not to co; it shouldn’t be a problem.
An Junxi smoothly entered the TV station, greeted by a girl in her twenties who introduced herself as the assistant to the new rising star.
Knowing An Junxi was soone Manager Yang specifically instructed to look after, the assistant was courteous. After getting a general understanding of the TV station’s layout, An Junxi said, "You go ahead, I’ll look around on my own."
The assistant said, "Then, Miss An, feel free. If you need anything, you can find in Studio 1."
An Junxi dismissed her to continue her exploration and headed straight to You Lifen’s private dressing room.
A crowd surrounded the dressing room. From their badges, An Junxi saw they were from Youli Entertainnt.
Surprisingly, for just an interview, You Lifen brought such a large team.
Curious, An Junxi heard a commotion inside the dressing room.
The people outside the door whispered uncertainly. An Junxi approached to eavesdrop, carrying coffees to discreetly serve them while listening.
With a staff badge, the people assud An Junxi worked for the TV station and paid her no attention.
She overheard soone say, "The Spanish composer scheduled with Miss You bailed. There are issues with her new song. With the Wanling collaboration next week, changing the song now is a huge problem. Even her manager can’t calm her down."
Another chid in, "Wanling is under Gu Family. Their entertainnt division is the least prioritized among their ventures. Our company, Youli, leads the industry. If Wanling overshadows us in this collaboration, we’ll lose face in the entertainnt circle."
Everyone sighed, feeling ti was too tight and predicting a failed collaboration.
An Junxi had an idea. Ignoring the ongoing argunt inside, she knocked and said, "Miss You, your coffee is here."
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