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Bai Youyou sat in the living room for a while, then picked up Bai Mo's phone and looked at it.

No photos or anything.

Although she thought that she had no blemishes, but in this world, as long as one had the heart, white could be said to be black. If one was not careful, being framed by others might bring about a life of sorrow.

Other than that phone call, there was nothing else.

Bai Youyou meditatively prepared dinner, and waited for Bai Mo to wake up. Bai Mo slept for an entire afternoon, and when he woke up, he was brimming with energy and vigor.

"I have to go after dinner. I still have a lot of work to do at the company."

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Bai Youyou said softly, giving Bai Mo food, she could already be considered half a mother.

Even after Bai Mo finished his meal, Bai Youyou still did not ask anything for a long time.

Seeing Bai Mo put on his close-fitting suit, the big tall man who was around 1.8 meters tall stood at the door. His hair was combed back, and he looked to be a lot more mature.

He did not take the initiative to say so, and she asked, but she did not get the answer she wanted.

Bai Youyou brought a bowl of food for Bai Mo and told him to bring it to him.

"Then I'll come back in two days. I need to go to the province to negotiate the contract. We'll go out together in a few days."

"Alright."

"I'm leaving! Bye bye!"

Bai Mo smiled and waved his hand to Bai Youyou. No matter how mature he looked, he was still a child in front of Bai Youyou.

Just as she sent Bai Mo out of the door, he almost tripped over a piece of wood. He rushed a few steps forward while holding onto the wall to stabilize his body.

The two workers in work clothes quickly apologized, "Sorry about that, we just need to move them in later. Are you alright?"

Bai Mo waved his hand and said that he was fine, Bai Youyou then looked at his neighbor.

She remembered him as a man living alone. It seemed like he was going to be refurbished?

The worker carried the piece of wood into the house. Bai Mo lifted his leg to signal to Bai Youyou that he had nothing else to do before leaving.

Just as he entered the elevator and Bai Youyou was about to close the door, a person walked out from the neighboring house.

Ye Mingchen.

He wasn't wearing a suit, and he was wearing a rare light gray casual T-shirt and casual sweatpants.

Her short hair was in a mess on top of her forehead and her features were deep. She looked at Bai Youyou and then glanced at the closed elevator door.

"Bai Mo is here?"

Bai Youyou pursed her lips, ignored Ye Mingchen's words, and closed the door tightly.

The worker who walked out from the opposite room was sweating profusely. When he saw Bai Youyou, his eyes immediately lit up. The worker looked innocent as she wiped the sweat off her face with her sleeve and said to Bai Youyou: "Sister, can you give us a cup of water? There's no water in this water pipe since I don't have a good memory and I forgot to bring water!"

The moment that person opened his mouth, the other workers all looked at her with sparkling eyes.

It looks like I've been thirsty for a while.

"Alright."

Bai Youyou turned and indicated for them to come in, and the person waved her hand: "We won't go in, we're covered in dust and will get dirty. Just casually get me a cup, and we'll have a drink."

They were rather polite.

There were five workers, all covered in sweat, their work clothes soaked through with it.

Then, he looked at Ye Mingchen, who was standing there cleanly like a stick.

To not even give someone a sip of water when he was looking for work, this was something that Ye Mingchen could do.

Bai Youyou went back to her room, looked at the water dispenser beside the door, and took a deep breath as she prepared to move it out.

Take a sip, and a bucket of it will be enough for these people.

Back then, she had just taken over the Bai Family Consortium, and started to build relationships with these workers from the bottom level. She was very familiar with the habits of these workers.

Most people are cheerful and enthusiastic. As long as they treat them well, a small matter can make them work harder.