ng Ye dipped his head and picked up the rose branches with thorns from the ground. He left alone, thoughtfully closing the bathroom door for Tong Yimo.Little did he know, the tenderness, consideration...Qin Nianxia coldly replied, "Forget it! Don't bother. I'll go home and get my clothes myself."

"If you're not afraid of your father bringing you back, you can leave here alone." Leng Yanchen said lightly.

After Qin Nianxia found herself held tightly by Leng Yanchen, she had no choice but to compromise: "Then you accompany me back to the apartment, I don't need to buy new clothes."

Leng Yanchen ignored Qin Nianxia and instead took out his phone to call his personal assistant, Yan Xueli.

"If you're not off work yet, come to my office." Leng Yanchen commanded.

Through the receiver came Yan Xueli's response: "Yes, President Leng."

After a while, Yan Xueli knocked on the CEO's office door.

"Mr. Leng, what can I do for you" Yan Xueli walked in only after receiving a nod from Leng Yanchen.

Leng Yanchen pointed at Qin Nianxia, then at the clothes on the tea table: "These are for her."

After understanding, Yan Xueli suddenly realized that she had bought the wrong style and felt a little embarrassed.

At first, she mistook it for someone who wasn't her girlfriend, thinking it was an elder. When buying clothes, she even envied the figure of this "elder."

"I'm so sorry!" Yan Xueli came to her senses and immediately walked over to pick up the bags on the tea table, nodding to Leng Yanchen: "Mr. Leng, it was my oversight at work. I'll go and change them all right away and buy new ones."

"Or maybe I..."

Before Qin Nianxia could finish her words, Yan Xueli looked at Qin Nianxia respectfully and asked, "Ms. Qin, are there any colors or styles you dislike"

"I think I don't need it, I can just..."

“Let me go to the store and take pictures of the styles for you. Then you can choose by yourself.”

After saying that, Yan Xueli left the president's office without any hesitation.

Leng Yanchen didn't seem to have any pity for beauty.

Qin Nianxia was dumbfounded and mumbled, "You're really inconsiderate! She bought so many clothes, which means she must have gone to several stores. Now you want her to return them and buy new ones"

"Now that he understands empathy, it seems like he's cooled down." Leng Yanchen looked at Qin Nianxia and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Qin Nianxia seemed to empathize and said, "Girls' feet will ache if they walk around shopping for a long time."

"This is her job." Leng Yanchen said indifferently.

Qin Nianxia looked at Leng Yanchen and said with a dry smile, "You're so cold and ruthless, no wonder the employees in your company want to revolt collectively."

"Is that so" Leng Yanchen chuckled meaningfully, "Seems like the fish has taken the bait."

"What fish has been hooked" Qin Nianxia couldn't quite figure out what Leng Yanchen meant by this.

Leng Yanchen didn't explain, picked up the few translated contracts, and left the office directly.

He didn't say where he was going, and Qin Nianxia didn't ask. Anyway, where he went had nothing to do with her.

Although it was past work hours, Qin Nianxia was still sitting in the CEO's office translating contracts.

After an unknown amount of time, she received a text message from a stranger on her phone.

The inside was full of pictures of clothes, and Qin Nianxia immediately thought of Yan Xueli.

It should be asking Leng Yanchen for contact information.

Qin Nianxia picked out a few items she liked best, then went to the employee restaurant for dinner. When she came back upstairs, she happened to meet Yan Xueli, who had just returned from shopping for clothes.

Yán Xuělì meekly handed the numerous packages of clothes to Qín Niànxià and proactively apologized: "Miss Qín, I'm so sorry, I forgot to ask Mr. Lēng your age."

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