Have you been dabbling in some kind of forbidden sorcery?

“Come to my place.”

“What about my little donkey…”

Lin Yichen nearly flicked her forehead. “You’re even less useful than a little donkey.”

“…”
Xiao Qi drooped her head, falling silent.

Pan Sen walked over with a smile. “Yichen, only you can handle her. She was really fierce to me just now.”

At his words, Xiao Qi immediately raised her eyebrows in protest. “How was I fierce? You’re just too weak.”

Pan Sen’s face darkened, but seeing Xiao Qi’s face smudged black, he couldn’t help but laugh. “Quick, take your Xiyang to get cleaned up. You’re dirtier and uglier than a little donkey.”

Xiao Qi: “…”

Her little donkey is adorable, thank you very much >_

Lin Yichen drove in silence.

Xiao Qi glanced sideways.

She suddenly realized that when this man quieted down, he radiated a natural aloofness. No matter where he was, his refined air made him stand out from the ordinary. Even his posture was elegant and pleasing, and his driving movements were mesmerizing.

The journey passed in silence.

Suddenly, Xiao Qi remembered, “Oh? Your breakfast is still with the little donkey, isn’t it?”

If she remembered correctly, that breakfast was quite sumptuous.

“Do you think I’m in the mood for breakfast?”

His handsome face was still tight.

Xiao Qi muttered, “If my little donkey is broken, I’m the one without a mood, okay?”

Yichen said nothing, and soon the car reached the tower. Fang Li walked out from the company entrance.

As soon as Xiao Qi got out, the man was already beside her, his familiar routine—grabbing her by the back of the neck and steering her toward the company.

Xiao Qi wanted to shake him off, but seeing President Lin’s angry expression, she decided to behave for once!

Fang Li looked at Xiao Qi’s charcoal-black face and couldn’t help but smile.

“Go buy a set of women’s clothes,” Yichen’s voice was cold.

“Yes, sir!”

As they entered the company, the two immediately drew everyone’s attention.

So many eyes—it was too much for Xiao Qi.

“Hey, can’t you let go? Like this, you’re making me look like a chick.”

“You’re not even as good as a chick.”

“…”
First he says she’s worse than a donkey, now worse than a chick. He’s not even as good as an eagle ╯^╰

The employees cast curious glances at them, and faint murmurs could be heard.

Yichen turned his head slightly; the noisy office instantly fell silent as everyone bowed to their work.

He led her to his office, pushed her toward the bathroom. “Go in and wash your face clean.”

Bang—the door closed.

Why is he so angry?

Xiao Qi was a bit disgruntled in her heart. She glanced up and saw her blackened face in the mirror—mortified.

Ugh, she really did look dirty and ugly.

Fang Li quickly brought over a set of women’s clothes.

Xiao Qi finished washing her face and came out.

She glanced at the paper bag and instinctively said, “These clothes are size M, which is too big for me. I need S. And I like white, not pink.”

Fang Li was puzzled. “Miss Ye, the clothes haven’t even been taken out. How do you know the size and color?”

Xiao Qi laughed it off and snatched the clothes. “Just guessing. I’ll go change now.”

Fang Li looked curiously at the aloof President Lin, who frowned.

Last time Xiyang appeared in his office, he hadn’t figured it out.

Now, Xiyang seemed even stranger—almost mysterious.

But really, what mystery could she have? He knew her like the back of his hand—except for those five lost years.

Fang Li remembered the meeting. “President Lin, should we start the meeting now?”

Lin Yichen glanced at the bathroom, then at his watch. “Go buy breakfast. If she’s bored, let her play on the computer.”

“Yes, sir!”

When Xiao Qi came out, Fang Li handed her a lavish breakfast. “Miss Ye, President Lin is in a meeting. You can eat breakfast and play on his computer if you’re bored.”

“Oh!”

Why did she have to stay here?

She had already eaten breakfast.

She had come to bring him breakfast.

And her little donkey!

No, she had to leave.

But Fang Li was here.

“Um, I already ate. I don’t like computers. Can I look around?”

This was President Lin’s beloved, so Fang Li naturally agreed.

Xiao Qi had originally planned to slip away, but the company was so big she really wanted to explore.

She hadn’t gone far when she saw a dozen men in suits and women in formal attire all walking in neat formation behind Lin Yichen.

Such an impressive procession instantly drew her attention.

The scene before her:

The young, handsome president, surrounded by a throng, walked with poise. His expensive tailored suit accentuated his tall figure, every step exuding power and dignity. The dazzling overhead lights shone on him, giving him an elevated air of nobility.

My goodness, he’s unfairly handsome!

As if sensing her gaze, he turned his head.

In that electric moment when their eyes met, Xiao Qi grew nervous and cast a spell of immobilization.

No time to lose—she ran.

Yichen looked at the motionless people beside him and rubbed his brow.

What was going on?

He thought he’d just seen Xiyang.

He’d better check.

Xiao Qi hadn’t run far before she smacked her forehead.

How stupid—why didn’t she just use teleportation?

Just as she was about to switch spells, her nape was suddenly caught.

Xiao Qi felt as though fate itself had grabbed her by the neck.

“Xiyang, you really know witchcraft?”

“…”
Xiao Qi feigned ignorance. “What are you talking about?”

Yichen frowned. “Xiyang, tell me honestly—these five years, did you learn some dubious witchcraft?”

“What’s witchcraft?” Xiao Qi suddenly looked at him with a shocked expression. “You’re not hallucinating, are you?”

Yichen pointed at the frozen employees beside him. “Hallucination or reality—doesn’t this make it clear?”

“Whoa, look over there,” Xiao Qi’s big eyes locked on a spot not far away. “What kind of company is this? There’s even a UFO.”

Yichen didn’t believe her. “Xiyang, tell me the truth, you…”

“Ahh, the UFO is coming closer!”

Her expression turned panicked.

Yichen turned his head to look.

All around him, people were back to normal. “Good morning, President Lin.”

Yichen was startled, then nodded coolly, glancing sideways—only to find the person before him had vanished.

He frowned deeply. Was it an illusion?

Fang Li ran over. “President Lin, everyone’s waiting in the conference room.”

Lin Yichen strode away.

“By the way, President Lin, Miss Ye said she already ate breakfast, but now she’s using your computer to play games.”

He stopped in his tracks.

“She’s in my office now?”

“Yes.”

“She’s been there the whole time?”

“Miss Ye said she wanted to look around, but then went back. She’s been playing games in your office,” Fang Li replied.

Yichen rubbed his brow. Was it really just an illusion?

He seemed to think of something, pulled out a card from his wallet and handed it to Fang Li. “Go to the dealership, pick up a car, and drive it to Aunt Fang’s restaurant.”

Fang Li understood immediately. “Yes, sir!”

Xiao Qi played games for half an hour before she grew restless.

Why was she obediently waiting here?

Such a waste of precious time.

She shut down the computer and teleported away.