The sunset sank inch by inch, rendering the clouds in the sky purple-red, like a splendid horse spreading in the wind. Yao Zhiyue curled up on the bed, her hands tightly covering her stomach, and she was woken up by hunger again.

Her gaze shifted to the phone with a black screen at the bedside, her eyes were empty, and her face was loveless. For a workaholic, absenteeism for a day is undoubtedly a day without a soul.

Yao Zhiyue got up and walked to the door, her ears were close to the door, and she didn't hear any movement in the living room. She tiptoed open the door, and as soon as she stepped out of the room, her footsteps stopped.

But Chen Yiming was still wearing the expensive silk pajamas, sitting at the chest-high long white dining table, holding documents in one hand and typing on the keyboard of his laptop from time to time with the other.

Sunset falls through the glass wall on the side of his face, the outline of which is smeared with a circle of light, like the light emanating from the protagonist in a close-up of a movie.

Yao Zhiyue was stunned. Suddenly, only to hear a snap, Chen Yiming threw down the sketch file in his hand and picked up his mobile phone from the computer notebook.

"Secretary Han, ask the planning department to redevelop the value of Luna. Tell them not to think that superimposing the attributes of other game characters is her special attribute, I want a new special attribute that has not been repeated. If they dare to fool them any more, let them get out of the way immediately. ”

After listening to the words on the other end, Chen Yiming's tone was a little more angry, "If it is shoddy in order to launch new characters in the game before the next quarter, I don't think there is any need for the company to be established." ”

Hanging up the phone, Chen Yiming threw the phone on the dining table, Yao Zhiyue was so frightened that she turned around and was about to return to the guest room.

Chen Yiming glanced at Yao Zhiyue's figure, put his hands in his pockets, and asked gloomily, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"I'm not going to violate professional ethics, you die."

Before the words fell, Yao Zhiyue's stomach let out a hungry grunt. She hung her head in embarrassment and quickened her pace into the room.

Seeing Yao Zhiyue's slender back disappear in front of him, Chen Yiming's eyebrows overflowed with a trace of stunnedness, but he didn't expect that he really underestimated this woman's endurance.

Looking at the completely sunset outside the window, Chen Yiming went upstairs to change his clothes for going out, came to the living room, glanced at the guest room with the door closed, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, strode to the garage, and drove his SUV Land Rover out.

Yao Zhiyue saw Chen Yiming driving away through the glass wall and hurriedly ran out of the guest room, but with a lot of effort, he still couldn't open the impregnable door with his bare hands, so he had to return to the guest room with shame.

About an hour later, she heard the sound of machinery moving, and sure enough, it was Chen Yiming driving back. Soon, the door closed mechanically.

Chen Yiming walked to the door of the guest room with a delicately packaged hard box in his hand, slowly put down his things, knocked on the door twice and turned to go upstairs.

Yao Zhiyue opened the door, and the mellow smell of black chicken soup and food came to her nostrils, and she swallowed her saliva so greedily. Just as her hand reached for the treasure-like bag, it was as if a pair of invisible hands were pulling her.

Yao Zhiyue loved food deeply, and with tears in her eyes, she closed the door with difficulty. She knew very well that if she accepted the enemy's feeding at this time, it would mean surrendering to the enemy's minions.

She lay on the bed and covered her head with a quilt, as if to isolate her senses from the food. That night, Yao Zhiyue was separated from the food by a door, just like a beast and a beautiful woman separated by a wall, and she was extremely tormented.

Early in the morning, Chen Yiming was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and when he passed by the living room, he saw the packaging bag intact at a glance. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if he was smiling: it seems that the means are not enough.