C140

At this moment, on the other side —

"... The company's sales this quarter were still number one. The hotel cooperation project with Lin was successfully completed and could soon go public. This quarter will allow you to continue the decision-making process of the previous quarter, and if there are no problems, you can sign the document. "

In front of the desk, Mu Yi was holding onto a flat plate with one hand and his body was standing straight. He reported the situation of the company in detail, his voice was stern yet steady.

As for Yin Yuchen, he leaned on the back of the leather chair, and casually crossed his legs, his index finger unconsciously tapping on his knees, his eyes looking forward, but he did not focus, as though he was thinking about something.

"Young Master, Young Master?" Mu Yi's voice pulled Yin Yuchen back into his thoughts.

"What?" The latter slightly blinked, once again glanced at Mu Yi, and knitted her brows, asking with suspicion.

"Young Master, if there are no problems, we can sign the documents again." Mu Yi repeated himself, his low voice carrying a sense of helplessness.

"What did you just say? Say it again." Still frowning, Yin Yuchen knocked on his knees and said indifferently.

"Master, this is already the fourth time I have said it. If you are not in the mood to listen, I can …" His low voice became more helpless, but after Yin Yuchen gave him a cold glance, he immediately stopped. "Young Master, I'm sorry, I'll report it again."

"Forget it, forget it. You can report in the afternoon!" The person in front of the desk suddenly became agitated. Frowning, he impatiently threw down the pen in his hand, leaned his head back on the chair and closed his eyes.

"Yes." Quickly replying, Mu Yi bowed respectfully to Yin Yuchen, and shot him a glance with worry, then turned and walked to the door.

The young master had been acting strange for the past few days. His mood was unstable, and from time to time, he would become irritable and lose his temper. He was often absent-minded while working, so it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Was it because he had quarreled with his wife?

Mu Yi suddenly remembered that Bai Luojin had rejected the job of a secretary a few days ago. He was determined to clean the place, although he was suspicious, he did not have the authority to stop him.

After that, the young master casually asked about the whereabouts of the Madam. After he replied, although the young master did not say anything, his expression immediately turned terrifyingly dark. It was as if from that day onwards, the young master's condition had always been strange.

"Wait." Yin Yuchen suddenly spoke out, his voice interrupting Mu Yi's thoughts and footsteps: "Young Master, do you have any other orders?"

"That ugly woman … "Now, where are you?" As if he had been holding it in for a long time and finally couldn't resist asking. Yin Yuchen's low voice intentionally carried a few traces of indifference, but it sounded even more awkward.

"Madame is doing the cleaning as usual."

"Bam!" Just as Mu Yi finished speaking, he heard a loud sound, raised his head, and saw Yin Yuchen throwing out the documents on the table. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with anger.

Clenching his lips, Yin Yuchen laughed coldly, and his tone contained rage and ridicule: "Heh, good, very good. She would rather drag the floor than be my secretary, then let's see how long she can last?!"

Seeing Yin Yuchen's angry face, Mu Yi opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not say anything.

The Young Master was still the same as before. He could always easily make people he didn't care about happy, but when facing people he cared about, he would often not be able to say anything nice. It was arrogant and awkward.

Mu Yi could tell that they cared about each other, but they were not willing to give in on their words.

Sigh... Mu Yi let out a soft sigh in his heart, went silent for two seconds, and spoke softly: "Young Master, the Madam should be at the twelfth floor right now, do you want to go and see her?"

"What the hell are you looking at!" Yin Yuchen angrily growled.

There was silence for two seconds.

"I'll take a look and see. I want to see how much that ugly woman likes to mop the floor!"

12th floor –

Yin Yuchen stood in front of the elevator with both of his hands in his pockets, staring at Bai Luojin who was bent over and mopping the floor.

Tch, he was even expressionless as he dragged the floor. This was truly annoying.

"Uncle, can you let me go?" Just as Yin Yuchen was staring at Bai Luojin with all his focus, he suddenly heard a childish voice.

Raising his brows, Yin Yuchen lowered his head and glanced downwards. He only saw a round head, a round stomach, and a white and tender little bean standing beside his calf.

"Brat, you're not walking on the wide road in front of me, yet you want me to give way?" Bending his waist slightly, Yin Yuchen stared at the small bean in front of him, and said with an unfriendly expression.

"Alright, I'll go to the side." Dou Ding tilted her head as she thought for a moment. Then, she nodded her head in agreement as she spoke with a serious tone.

The corner of his mouth raised upwards, Yin Yuchen looked at Dou Ding, and then, just as he was about to straighten his body, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two chubby hands holding onto a doll.

"Wait a minute!" His eyes opened wide, Yin Yuchen pulled the hat on Dou Ding's clothes and carried him back. After that, he squatted and looked at the short man in front of him evenly, pointing at the child in his arms and asked: "Brat, what are you hugging?"

"Child!" Mom gave it to me! " Hearing this, the little Dou Ding immediately raised the things in her arms and crisply replied with a face full of pride and satisfaction.

Wasn't this the little mud man he threw away previously, the one who had the same expression as Bai Luojin? Why is it in the hands of this little devil?

"Brat, give this to me, I'll give you money to buy some candy." Yin Yuchen took out a large bill from his wallet and stuffed it into Dou Ding's arms, preparing to take the little mud man away.

"No, Mom gave it to me!" Seeing that Yin Yuchen was about to grab his doll, the little Dou Ding immediately went back to his embrace vigilantly. She took a few steps back and said resolutely.

"This item was originally mine. I bought it from abroad. Give it to me!" Seeing that the little girl was not willing to cooperate, Yin Yuchen frowned.

"You're trying to steal something from a child, you villain!" Little Dou Ding looked at Yin Yuchen contemptuously, stuck out her tongue at him, then turned and ran.

"Halt!" Being looked down by a little kid, Yin Yuchen became even more angry. He spread his legs and caught up with the little Dou Dou Ding, who was trying very hard to take out her short legs, and with a stretch of his hand, he snatched the clay figurine away.

Wow." The bad guys stole the children, wuu, give it back to me, give it back to me, that was given to me by my mother! " With the doll in his arms stolen, Dou Ding's butt sat on the ground and started to wail in grievance.

"I already said that I accidentally dropped this clay figure before. Sigh, don't cry, I'll give you another 100 candy." Saying that, Yin Yuchen took out his wallet, and just as he was about to take out the money, he heard a cold voice from behind him:

"Yin Yuchen, what are you doing?!"