When Chitose placed the last piece of A4 paper on the neatly arranged stack of documents on the far right, she felt a good and comfortable feeling in her heart.

This kind of pleasure that her father called - the limit.

Chitose raised her eyes and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, seven minutes and twelve seconds had passed since she walked into the study.

After about ten seconds, the door to the study clicked and opened.

Ye Wanfeng's eyebrows frowned slightly, and when she was about to ask Chitose why she closed the door, her eyes were unconsciously attracted by the neat stacks of documents on the desktop.

Chitose stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the warm sunlight shining on her, and outside the window was a colorful potted bouquet of flowers, which was blooming brilliantly.

These flowers and plants seem to be maintained by gardeners every once in a while.

This room, Chitose liked very much.

It's as if you can be in nature after work. When you close your eyes, you can relax and feel particularly comfortable.

Probably because he was in a state of high concentration in the first few minutes, the whole body relaxed at this moment, so that Chitose didn't feel that Ye Wanfeng had walked into the room at all.

And, staring at her earnestly.

He put his hands in his pockets, squinted slightly, his long eyelashes fanned in the sunlight, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously outlined a beautiful arc.

Ye Wanfeng took two steps back, half-leaned on one of the bookcases, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

I only listened to the 'click' and took down the photo button.

Chitose seemed to hear the voice, turned around, and happened to bump into Ye Wanfeng's bottomless, floating eyes.

The glimmer of the afternoon shone on them from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Such a picture seems to be very beautiful, and the only fly in the ointment is...... Chitose is dressed in a puppet costume.

After a while, Ye Wanfeng raised her eyes and looked at her: "Everything is sorted out, right?" ”

"Hmm." Chitose replied unhurriedly, without the slightest invitation or proud tone, and said lightly: "It's just arranged according to my habits, and it shouldn't be completely accurate." ”

Ye Wanfeng walked in her direction, her slender fingertips gently flipping a few pages of A4 paper, and a faint streamer flashed in her deep eyes.

He was indeed amazed, but he kept himself from showing it.

The documents on the desktop were all driven by a male colleague from the company early this morning.

There were three boxes of documents, and each person still had some in their hands.

This is because of the recent turmoil in the business world due to the financial crisis and the auction of land in the city center.

Ye's Group has brands involved in any industry in various countries, and they are all piled up together for a while, and he has asked Chen Ya to go abroad to deal with many things.

Most of the rest needs to be done by himself.

It's just that Ye Wanfeng never expected that this person who Chen Ya temporarily came to sort out the documents for him first would actually ......

How can it be so good......

"Boss?"

"Mr. Ye?"

"Ye Wanfeng!"

"In ......" Ye Wanfeng was stunned, and instantly withdrew from being immersed in his own world, looking at Chitose with a puppet head, he was a little nervous, and moved his thin lips and said, "What...... What's wrong? ”

was so nervous that he decided that it was nothing even when the other party called him by name, and he was not angry at all.

Even—

It even feels special.

And in Chitose's eyes, in the few seconds just now, Ye Wanfeng seemed to be stunned.

What she said to him was like a spring breeze, and he didn't listen to a word.