What did President Ye mean?
Was he dissatisfied with her performance, and his previous remark was just an excuse to criticize her?
Or was he simply warning her not to disturb him during non-working hours?
Zhao Han was flustered, unsure how to proceed.
Unbeknownst to Zhao Han, on the Douyin trending list.
The number one spot was still occupied by the criticism of licorice and Wang Weiguo.
The second place was now taken by a short video.
#Duoduo's Congenital Disability#
The video was posted by a nurse.
It showed a little girl, who looked like a little angel, lying listlessly on a hospital bed, her face pale and lifeless.
Meanwhile, at Ye Yun's home.
After two hours of intense activity, coupled with the rush of recent days, Ye Yun was sound asleep in bed.
Looking at Ye Yun sleeping soundly on the bed, especially his chiseled and handsome face.
Li Mengyao felt a sense of reluctance.
Unconsciously, two streams of tears trickled down her cheeks.
Truly, truly.
She wished she could stay with Ye Yun forever.
Whether they had another child or not, she just wanted them to live quietly together, a family under one roof.
Frankly, she really wished her family wasn't so wealthy.
She wished she could go back to when she had just given birth to Keke.
At that time, the couple had no money, nor any debt.
But they were truly happy.
They had hope.
"No! I absolutely cannot let anyone snatch you away!"
Li Mengyao murmured to herself, looking at her reflection in the mirror, noticing the faint crow's feet. She made some sort of decision in her heart.
...
The next day.
Perhaps because Li Mengyao slept late, Ye Yun had breakfast while his wife and daughter were still asleep.
After a simple tidy-up, Ye Yun quietly went out.
He felt a bit guilty about scolding Zhao Han last night.
Although in that situation last night, any man would have probably cursed.
His hormones were almost exploding, and a phone call to interrupt him was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head. Which man wouldn't be angry?
But on second thought, he had never told Zhao Han not to contact him at night before.
She was a young girl, inexperienced in social matters, yet diligently working, and her learning ability was also strong.
No matter what, his attitude yesterday was wrong.
So, as soon as he left the house, Ye Yun called Zhao Han.
Ring, ring, ring.
Zhao Han was still lying in her school dormitory bed.
The dormitories at Jinling Art University had a design where the bottom was a computer desk and the top was a bed.
Zhao Han was lying on the bed, her phone charging below.
Due to Ye Yun's attitude last night, the young girl hadn't slept much, just staring blankly at the ceiling.
What if she had angered President Ye, losing a job with such a good salary, then what about her family...
Zhao Han was very worried.
As she tossed and turned, thinking about how to explain to Ye Yun.
Ma Jie, her roommate, spoke up.
"Zhao Han, your phone is ringing, go see who it is."
"Ah? Okay..."
Hearing someone was looking for her, Zhao Han's heart skipped a beat. She quickly got out of bed and picked up her phone.
Ye, President Ye?
President Ye calling me so early must mean something.
Could he be firing me?
Telling me not to come to work today?
But...
Thinking of this, Zhao Han couldn't help but her eyes welled up with tears.
If she lost such a good job, what would happen to her mother!
But she had to face it. Zhao Han gritted her teeth and answered.
"President Ye!"
"You're not up yet, are you? I'm passing by Jinling Art University today, so I'll give you a ride to work. I'll be there in about half an hour." Ye Yun said.
"Ah? Oh, President Ye, okay!" Ye Yun's words completely disrupted Zhao Han's thoughts.
She had thought of many things Ye Yun might say.
Fire her.
Scold her.
But she never expected Ye Yun to offer her a ride to work!
What did this mean?
Zhao Han couldn't figure out what Ye Yun was up to.
However, just as she was about to apologize for last night, Ye Yun had already hung up.
Thinking that Ye Yun would pick her up in half an hour, Zhao Han quickly got up to wash and put on makeup.
"What's the hurry? Going to see your crush!" Ma Jie said with a smile.
"No, President Ye is giving me a ride to work, I can't keep the boss waiting," Zhao Han replied without turning her head as she did her makeup.
"Oh, Zhao Han. Why do you work so hard? You only earn a few thousand a month at most. A few days ago, I met three bosses, and just going out with them earned me over fifty thousand. I know you need money, why don't you come with me? With your looks, you'll definitely earn more than me! By the way, one of those bosses was surnamed Ye! One was called Xiao Ye, another Xiao Lin, and the last one was Old Zhang!" Ma Jie said with a smile.
"Forget it, Ma Jie, I can't do that kind of thing. Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. President Ye will be here soon. I don't know if he's had breakfast yet, I need to buy some buns from the cafeteria!" Zhao Han said and rushed out of the dormitory.
Zhao Han knew exactly what Ma Jie was talking about.
In fact, this kind of thing was very common at school.
As soon as the weekend arrived, luxury cars would be parked at the school gate, and it was obvious what those cars were there for.
But she, who had never even dated a boyfriend, still had reservations about such things.
As for Ma Jie, seeing Zhao Han rushing around, trying to please her boss, and still buying breakfast from the cafeteria, she could only shake her head and smile.
This kind of life, where she thought about how to please her superiors every day, came to work on time, and worked late.
She, Ma Jie, couldn't live like that.
After all, what's the difference whose bed she slept in?
She might as well use these few years to earn some money and enjoy her youth.
When she got tired of playing in a few years, she could find someone to take over.
It could only be said that it was a personal choice.
Zhao Han hurriedly bought some breakfast from the cafeteria. Because she didn't know what Ye Yun liked, she bought a lot.
Egg pancakes, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk...
With everything ready, Zhao Han, panting, ran to the school gate and found that the orange Lamborghini Urus was already parked there.
"Ye, President Ye."
In the middle of winter, the little girl was out of breath, and smoke came out of her mouth as she spoke.
"It's quite cold outside, get in the car first."
Seeing Zhao Han like this, Ye Yun smiled slightly.
As expected, she was still young, not yet seasoned by the workplace.
Zhao Han got into the car, closed the door, and immediately took out the breakfast she had prepared from her down jacket.
"President Ye, here, breakfast. I don't know what you'd like to eat..."
"Here, this is breakfast, don't go hungry..."
However, Zhao Han choked halfway through her sentence. It turned out President Ye had also prepared breakfast for her!
"I've already eaten at home, you eat it yourself." Ye Yun shook his head with a wry smile.
However, he didn't know that his wry smile almost made Zhao Han burst into tears.
President Ye, was his sigh because he thought she had done something wrong.
Was he planning to fire her directly?