The next day, when Lin Yan woke up, he was the only one left on the big bed, and consciously went back to his room to change into a more formal shirt.

As soon as he left the bedroom, he bumped into Wen He who came out of the gym. He was wearing only a black sports vest. His arms were smooth and his muscles were evenly distributed, showing a sense of strength.

When Wen He saw Lin Yan, he walked straight towards him. The strong aggressive aura made Lin Yan tilt his head a little uncomfortably.

He didn't run away as quickly as the chick who saw the eagle like before, but stood where he was and waited for Wen He to come over.

Wen He stood still in front of Lin Yan, stretched out his hand to help Lin Yan fasten the top two buttons of his shirt, and said coldly, "Buttons fastened." After speaking, Wen He turned and went back to his bedroom.

Lin Yan habitually wears a shirt and unbuttons the top two buttons, revealing half of his collarbone, exuding a restrained sexiness, casual laziness, and extra alluring.

After all the shirt buttons were buttoned up, Lin Yan felt a little bored, and wanted to untie the top button uncomfortably. He put his fingertips on the button for a while, thinking of Wen He's words, he still didn't move after a long while, turned around and went downstairs .

Wen He changed into a suit and sat down at the dining table, staring at the two untouched breakfasts on the table. The French lamb chops on the plate in front of him were rather small.

There was an untouched copy in front of Lin Yan, but some sauce was on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were wandering with a fork in his hand, and he looked obviously guilty.

Wen He didn't deliberately try to expose him, but holding a knife and fork, he said to the butler standing aside:

"In the future, we will have Chinese breakfast."

With his head down, Lin Yan had a smile in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He cut a large piece of lamb chops and stuffed them into his mouth to chew hard. The chef must have added honey to the lamb chops for breakfast, which is very sweet~

Wen He grew up abroad, and the one who prefers Chinese breakfast is actually him.

Lin Yan has longed for such a peaceful and peaceful life as Wen He's canary.

After eating, Lin Yan carried his backpack filled with snacks, and followed Wen He to the parking lot. Wen He opened the door and let Lin Yan get into the car first.

After getting into the car, Lin Yan saw that this was not the one from last night.

The Wen family has a big business, and as the head of the Wen family, Wen He spends everything extravagantly on food and clothing. He can buy a house in their city with a garage of luxury cars.

On the way to the company, Wen He's high-end suit jacket was used as a quilt and casually put on Lin Yan's body. Lin Yan leaned on Wen He's shoulder and closed his eyes tightly. After sleeping, Lin Yan was very obedient and did not wake up at all Grieving appearance.

After arriving at the company, Lin Yan sat on the sofa in Wen He's office and gnawed potato chips. The sound of 'crunching' was a little noisy, but Wen He ignored it. Occasionally, when he glanced over from the corner of his eye, his expression softened inadvertently.

Secretary Li brought Wen He a cup of coffee after he arrived at the office as usual, but when Wen He reached out to get it without raising his head, he accidentally missed the cup.

Looking up, Lin Yan did not know when he arrived at his desk, and he had already taken a sip of coffee, his whole face wrinkled into a ball due to the bitterness.

"It's so hard to drink..."

"Secretary Li, make a cup of milk tea."

Secretary Li stood on the ground showing hesitation, and asked in a low voice:

"President, that coffee..."

"There's no need to redo it."

"Ok."

After leaving the CEO's office, Secretary Li was making milk tea while thinking about the box of disinfectant wipes he would bring with him every time he went out to discuss business with the CEO.

Damn, what about cleanliness...

Lin Yan hugged the milk tea, sat on the sofa and ate snacks. After the snacks were finished, he propped his chin and stared at Wen He, concentrating on being a 'Watcher'.

The overly scorching gaze made Wen He rarely distracted while working.

Song Qi knocked on the door of their president's office at eleven o'clock in the morning as usual, asking Wen He if he wanted to order food at noon, opened the door and walked in after hearing 'come in'.

The few dishes that Wen He casually mentioned to eat at noon were Lin Yan's favorite without exception. After Song Qi agreed, Lin Yan, who was originally nestled on the sofa, suddenly said:

"Wen He, I want to drink Bing Kuo Luo."

"Add an iced Coke when ordering."

Wen He raised his head and said to Song Qi, Song Qi's face turned slightly pale, and he nodded stiffly.

After Lin Yan finished speaking, he buried his little head in the pillow of the sofa and grinned. In his previous life, he was foolish to push such a good Wen He away. In this life, he will definitely kill all the seedlings that have not had time to germinate in the cradle.

He remembered Song Qi. In his previous life, Song Qi liked Wen He. Once Wen He went out to socialize and got drunk, Song Qi sent him back to the villa, and almost climbed into Wen He's bed.

Lin Yan silently considered the list of rivals in his previous life in his mind, and suddenly felt a headache. What kind of human suffering is this? Even if he is an octopus, he may not be able to pinch all of Wen He's peach blossoms.

Wen He's bed should be climbed up by himself first, and then Wen He was enclosed in his own territory, ordering him to obediently not allow him to run around.

There are so many peach blossoms, let him pinch them slowly.

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