"I want the most detailed information on the cooperation matters they talked about," Qiao Ye quickly looked over the thick stack of information in his hand. "In addition, find a way to tell his object of urging marriage about his intention to pursue Wen Xiao, and then monitor the woman's actions. Once she has the intention to find trouble, she will tell me immediately."

A Li's men kept moving and did everything he told them in a short time.

Qiao Ye sits in the car and sees that the light in Wen Xiao's room is dark. He takes out his mobile phone again and sends a good night to her mobile phone. After a few minutes, he drives away.

Wen Xiao stood in front of the window and looked at the familiar vehicles passing away with complicated eyes.

……

Wen Xiao didn't sleep well this night.

The next morning, she vaguely turned over in bed, picked up her mobile phone and looked. Half an hour ago, Qiao ye sent a "good morning."

Wen Xiao was holding his mobile phone in a complicated mood and didn't know how to reply.

After scratching her head, she still thought it would be better to ignore it for the time being. When she finished washing and was ready to make some breakfast, the doorbell rang.

"Who?" Wen Xiao looked out through the door mirror suspiciously, but unexpectedly saw his brother's face.

"Why did you come back? Isn't there an exam in No. 1 middle school recently?" Wen Xiao opened the locked door while talking. "I was still thinking whether to go to school to see you. I didn't expect you to come back..."

"I didn't want to come back," Wen Yiming yawned wearily. "It's not your crazy boss who ran to my school dormitory in the morning and dragged me out of bed. He had to let me come back with you..."

"Good morning, Xiao Xiao." before Wen Yiming finished his words, a familiar man's voice came. Wen Xiao looked in the direction of the elevator in surprise and saw that the man was wearing a casual suit and carrying a Hangzhou small cage bag that was very inconsistent with his temperament. He looked naturally towards himself.

Wen Xiao's expression suddenly became a little stiff.

"He just sent me here and turned around to buy breakfast, so he just came," Wen Yiming, who knew nothing about what happened last night, yawned and muttered, "Alas, sister, please talk. I'll go in and sleep again."

"Eat your meal before you go to bed," Qiao Ye's voice rang before Wen Xiao spoke. "I remember you said that you and your sister like this family's small steamed buns best."

Seeing his sister's approval on her face, Wen Yiming had to nod. After washing his hands, he ate a drawer of small caged bags, and then staggered into the house to make up for his sleep.

"Fortunately, the small steamed stuffed bun is not far away. It's still hot now. Eat it while it's hot," Qiao Ye kindly poured the packed porridge into the bowl and put it in front of Wen Xiao. "Although it's better to eat less outside, I haven't mastered my cooking skills yet, so I have to buy it for you. When I learn to make small steamed stuffed bun, I can stop you from eating outside."

Wen Xiao, who was a little hungry because of seeing the small caged bags, swallowed his saliva hard and felt that the small caged bags in front of him exuded a strange smell.

"How did you get Xiaoming back?" Wen Xiao ate a few small steamed buns and drank half a bowl of porridge. When he felt almost finished, he asked, "I heard that No. 1 middle school had an exam recently, so I didn't pick him up on Friday."