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Thanks to Secretary, after her injury, Yuan Qingqing no longer had to run around and could naturally stay in the general manager's office.
These days, she seemed like a different person, so well-behaved that no one could find fault with her. She would often gaze at the man across from her with a smile and say, " Brother Yangfan, you like me."
Yuan Qingqing rested her chin on her hands, her eyes filled with anticipation.
"You've developed a delusion," he replied without looking up, tossing a document in her direction. "Get this contract ready for me; we need it for the negotiation later." He focused on his work, trying to ignore her words.
Avoidance—this man was clearly avoiding the truth.
He refused to acknowledge his true feelings. He cared for her deeply, which was evident when he saw her injured; he had panicked and held her tightly in concern.
" Brother Yangfan, hurry up and confess your feelings to me. Don't be shy; I promise I won't mock your romantic notions. I'll gladly accept your affection."
Yuan Qingqing stood up and walked over to him, staring intently into his eyes.
When Ye Yangfan met her clear, bright gaze and saw his reflection in them, he felt a twinge of fear and instinctively turned his head away, avoiding her gaze.
"You really need to see a doctor. After the negotiation ends, go get yourself checked out," he said.
"Okay." She nodded obediently, smiling sweetly, her eyes curving into crescent moons.
The woman, as the negotiation representative of Lianhua Group, seemed to have an overly enthusiastic gaze, didn't she?
At the negotiation table, Yuan Qingqing glanced sideways at Zhuo Lan across from her. Since taking her seat, her sparkling eyes had not left Ye Yangfan for a moment, and her unabashed stare clearly conveyed: Everyone can see it, Ye Yangfan is mine!
Yuan Qingqing slightly raised her chin, a hint of provocation in her eyes.
"Director Zhuo, please save your infatuation for later; this contract is worth one hundred million dollars," Yuan Qingqing interrupted her daydreaming without hesitation.
Such a strong woman was hardly charming; boldly declaring her interests as if all men should take pride in her affections—one had to wonder where she got such confidence. She crossed her arms and wore a serious expression.
Suddenly, suppressed laughter erupted around them.
Zhuo Lan's expression darkened as she shot an unhappy glance at Yuan Qingqing, anger flickering in her eyes.
Zhuo Lan and Ye Yangfan were former lovers; they had been a couple during their university days but broke up when she went abroad for further studies. Unexpectedly, years later, after many twists and turns, they had become the best of partners.
For a twenty-six-year-old woman, she wanted both career and love, and this time, she would not let go.
All these years, only Ye Yangfan had lingered in her thoughts. She gripped the pen tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning slightly white.
"You’re really noisy; you’re interrupting my train of thought. How could Haitan Group have such casually dressed and ill-mannered employees?" Zhuo Lan said this while looking at Ye Yangfan, but his gaze never lingered on her.
"That’s an internal matter for us at Haitan; it has nothing to do with the contract."
Ye Yangfan shifted the topic back to business. "Miss Zhuo, if you have any questions about the product, you can directly contact our Marketing Manager. He can provide you with detailed information."
His expression was serious, his gaze focused on the matter at hand.
Ye Yangfan instinctively defended Yuan Qingqing.
He had watched this girl grow up; she was like a sister to him.
A sister was someone he could only bully himself. If anyone else dared to treat her poorly, he would not hesitate to retaliate. For instance, the Secretary who had pushed her and caused her injury—he made sure she packed her things and went home that very day.
Although he had a slight fondness for that little secretary, the moment he saw Qingqing hurt, that fondness vanished completely.
"Who is she that deserves your protection? The company has its rules, and no one should be favored. Besides, I don't want to see our partners being from a disorganized company."
Zhuo Lan's expression darkened, her tone turning stern as she expressed her dissatisfaction with his earlier indifference.
"I certainly need to protect her because she is..." Ye Yangfan deliberately paused, noticing the hostility in Zhuo Lan's eyes. He smiled with satisfaction. "My sister."
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