Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!
Chapter 129: What Do You Want from Me

Chapter 129: Chapter 129: What Do You Want from Me

Then, she said, "Let me help you."

Reaching out to grab the files on the desk, Lan Shan quickly stopped her, saying, "You’ve just started to recover a bit; you can’t work too hard."

Ye Xinluo smiled and said, "It’s fine. Assistant Mo didn’t schedule anything for me today anyway, and it’s not like I’m busy now. Besides, you’ve taken care of me for so long, and I haven’t properly thanked you yet."

Hearing her say this, Lan Shan was still a bit worried, "Are you really okay? Can your body handle it?"

"Really, do I seem like I’m lying to you?" Ye Xinluo said.

Lan Shan shook her head; indeed, she didn’t look like she was lying. Moreover, her complexion was noticeably better compared to a few days ago.

"Then don’t overwork yourself," she still cautioned.

"Don’t worry. Just consider it my way of thanking you for looking after me these past few days."

"No way, is thanking me that simple?" Lan Shan decisively refused.

Ye Xinluo paused, then asked, "Then how should I thank you?"

"Treat me to a meal," Lan Shan said without hesitation.

"Sure. No problem," Ye Xinluo agreed readily.

The two chatted for quite a while before Ye Xinluo returned to her seat with a few files.

She grabbed her water cup, went to the pantry to pour a glass of water, then returned to her seat and began looking at the files.

...

After finishing with the files, she raised her head and rubbed her sore neck.

Glancing at the time, it was already past three in the afternoon. She organized the files a bit and planned to go look for Lan Shan.

She hadn’t taken a few steps when she heard the elevator doors open.

A stylishly dressed woman stepped out of the elevator, walked up to Ye Xinluo’s desk, gave her a once-over, and then said, "Is your president here?"

Ye Xinluo was initially startled, then quickly collected herself and flashed a polite smile, asking, "The president is here. May I ask who you are?"

"My surname is Jiang. Could you please tell your president that I have something to discuss with him?"

"Okay." Ye Xinluo politely replied, then picked up the internal phone. She dialed the president’s office.

The phone rang twice before being answered, and Beichen Rui’s voice came through, "What’s up?"

"President, there’s a Miss Jiang here to see you," Ye Xinluo said.

Miss Jiang?

Beichen Rui thought for just a second before guessing who it was, then said, "Let her in, and also make two cups of coffee."

"Okay." Ye Xinluo hung up the phone, then smiled at Jiang Shihan, saying, "Miss Jiang, the president is waiting for you in the office."

Jiang Shihan ignored her, directly stepping in her high heels toward the office.

Ye Xinluo watched her back, lost in thought for quite a while. She felt that the way Jiang Shihan looked at her just now was inexplicably a bit displeased.

As if a high and mighty princess was looking at a servant.

Sighing, she headed to the pantry.

Jiang Shihan stood at the office door and knocked.

"Come in."

Beichen Rui’s voice came from inside, and then she pushed the door open and entered.

She immediately saw him sitting in the office chair, dealing with work. The afternoon sunlight was gently pouring over him.

The slightly disheveled hair on his forehead accentuated his relaxed demeanor.

He looked like a living picture of a handsome man, and Jiang Shihan was momentarily dazed.

It wasn’t until Beichen Rui’s voice sounded that she snapped back to reality; by then, Beichen Rui had already lifted his head and was looking at her.

"What do you need me for?" he asked lazily, leaning back in his chair.