The little wild cat and the wealthy white moonlight female partner [wearing a book]

Another beautiful night.

It was obviously a two-person exercise, but Jiang Minghuan was the only one who was too tired to get up the next day.

Because the Ye family has a lot of things to do recently, Ye Wenyu left home early in the morning to go to the company. By the time Jiang Minghuan opened her eyes, it was almost ten o'clock.

The curtains were half opened, and the sunlight poured into the room through the gaps, making the red Chinese characters on the windows extra festive.

Recalling the intensity of last night, and looking at the traces left behind by her body covered in cum, Jiang Minghuan couldn't help but blushed a little. Although she murmured that Ye Wenyu was going too far, the corners of her mouth always held a faint smile. smile——

At this moment, she even felt that now was the happiest moment in her life.

The young lovers were sweet and sweet, and after being separated for a while, they began to miss each other.

Jiang Minghuan got up slowly. She had just washed and changed when the doorbell rang. When she opened the door, she realized that Ye Wenyu had invited a private chef in advance to prepare lunch for her.

Compared with Ye's villa, the new house they are living in is not too big.

Jiang Minghuan selfishly regarded this place as a private hut for two people. Except for some close friends, she didn't want anyone else to know the existence of this place.

The door opened and closed, but after a few words, she politely sent the chef back.

Isn't it just for lunch?How can you specially ask the chef to come back to make it?

In the past few years after leaving the Ye family, Jiang Minghuan also learned a lot of skills to live alone outside, and she also knew some basic skills like cooking.

Although the chef left, she kept the fresh ingredients brought over.

One person worked in the kitchen for a long time, and finally made a few decent dishes.

Ye Wenyu has a bland taste and doesn't like onions or garlic. She has already memorized these things by heart.

It was exactly twelve o'clock when the food was put into the insulated box.

The time is just right--

Jiang Minghuan went straight to the company with the lunch box in hand.

She didn't eat breakfast or lunch, and she didn't feel hungry after a busy morning. When she got off the taxi, her stomach started growling.

Fortunately, we have arrived at Ye's.

A few days ago, Ye Wenyu's identity was exposed, and many entertainment magazines incidentally published the "unlucky" relationship between her and Jiang Minghuan.

Although she is still Ye's owner now, the moment the employees of the company saw Jiang Minghuan's appearance, Xiongxiong's heart of gossip was ignited——

After all, their President Ye seems to have never clarified the news.

From the moment Jiang Minghuan entered the company's gate, he felt all kinds of gazes, including envy and contempt, and more, shock.

After all, the last time she appeared in the company, she was only an intern.

Being watched by so many people, even she felt a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Song Yue just came back from the cafeteria, and saw this little ancestor as soon as he entered the company's gate, and hurriedly sent him to the president's office.

As Ye Wenyu's personal assistant, Song Yue naturally knew that the relationship between the two was more than just family.

She wanted to ask, but she also knew how shocking this matter was, after all, one was an aunt and the other a niece——

Even if there is no blood relationship between the two.

After all, she still didn't have the nerve to speak, until she saw Jiang Minghuan close the office door, she was still curious.

It was almost one o'clock, but Ye Wenyu was still sitting at the desk with her head down, processing documents.

It seemed that the company had encountered some trouble again. Every time she flipped through the documents on the table, her brows frowned.

Jiang Minghuan approached with a lunch box, until the door was gently closed, and she regained her senses from work.

Ye Wenyu obviously didn't expect Jiang Minghuan to come over. She raised her eyes and saw the approaching person step by step, and she was dazed before she realized it.

My little baby came over, and all the boredom seemed to disappear, leaving only the relaxed and joyful surprise.

Ye Wenyu pushed away the chair and got up, smiled and took the girl's hand, pulled her to the sofa, and then asked softly,

"Why don't you tell the company in advance when you come here, so I can ask the driver to pick you up."

Although he knew that Ye Wenyu was a workaholic and always missed meals, Jiang Minghuan couldn't help but feel distressed and angry when he really saw her ecstatically working.

I don't know if I am angry at Ye Wenyu for not caring about her body, or at myself for not coming to the company a few days earlier.

"This is called a sudden attack, don't you understand? Otherwise, how would you know that you don't eat on time every day!"

If you are angry, your tone of voice is not very good.

Jiang Minghuan put the lunch box on the table with a big movement, obviously expressing her dissatisfaction.

It feels good to be cared about.

Ye Wenyu couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, and asked,

"How do you know I didn't eat?"

"Sister Song Yue sent me up just now, she said you always forget to eat!"

The more Jiang Minghuan talked, the more angry she became, her two beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned, she clearly said she was angry, but it was more like acting like a baby.

Ye Wenyu laughed lightly when she heard the sound, raised her eyebrows slightly, and opened her mouth as if joking,

"Looks like I'm going to consider changing to an assistant."

"No change—if you dare to change your assistant, I won't care about you anymore!"

Before he finished a sentence, Jiang Minghuan hastily opened his mouth to refute. This aggressive look was like a kitten that was irritated by someone, both milky and fierce.

Seeing that she was really angry, Ye Wenyu didn't dare to joke any more, she was the first to give in, and said a lot of good things to calm her down.

The two were ready to eat.

The lunch box was opened, and there were some home-cooked side dishes, one steamed egg, one fried shredded potato, and one pork rib in clear soup.

They are all Ye Wenyu's favorite food.

Because the chef was invited in advance, Ye Wenyu only thought that Jiang Minghuan asked the chef to cook according to her preferences.

After a few sips, although the taste is okay, it is not as amazing as expected.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

Jiang Minghuan looked expectantly, and pretended to ask casually, but never mentioned that it was done by herself.

Ye Wenyu didn't think too much, and casually expressed her truest feelings——

"It's not bad, but it doesn't look like it's from a master chef."

What kind of evaluation is this?

Jiang Minghuan frowned, her tone was very dissatisfied,

"Is it delicious or not?"

Only then did Ye Wenyu realize something was wrong, and the rice in her mouth suddenly lost its taste.

She picked up a piece of pork ribs and took a bite, instantly her mouth was filled with the smell of soft and rotten meat.

In the next second, she nodded without thinking,

"Delicious, especially to my taste."

Jiang Minghuan was finally satisfied when he heard the answer, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he also responded with a smile,

"It's more or less—"

Ye Wenyu couldn't help but be a little thankful for her wit. If she just said that it was not delicious, she might never be able to eat Jiang Minghuan's dishes again.

Sure enough, it's better to be my own baby - no matter how I look at it, the more I look at it, the happier I am.

Two people ate a meal for an hour.

After the meal, Ye Wenyu proposed to let Jiang Minghuan stay in the company in the afternoon and go home with her at night, but she was rejected by the other party. The reason was that the supervisor had assigned a new task and had to go back to write the report.

Although reluctant, but there is no way, who made his baby so powerful?

Ye Wenyu had no choice but to agree.

After leaving Ye's, Jiang Minghuan was supposed to go home, but it was reported to the taxi driver in another place.

The car galloped all the way, and after turning a few turns, it soon arrived at the destination——

Mercury Sanatorium.

The nursing home where Qin Xishui was locked up.

The author has something to say: Mr. Ye: It’s so risky, I almost said the wrong thing