Chapter 23

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Back in the car, Ming Qianye wanted to go straight back to Wenlan, but before she could start the car, the phone on the passenger seat beside her suddenly lit up.

The light from the screen was especially eye-catching in this dark space. It was difficult to ignore it!

Ming Qianye took a casual glance and realized that it was a message from the Devil.

She frowned and opened it.

Devil: Return to Canglan immediately.

Shen Tinglan had always been like this, giving orders out of habit. Ming Qianye was actually a little annoyed!

He often carried out surprise attacks like this, especially in the middle of the night!

What if she had already washed up and gone to bed?

However, there was nothing she could do now. Since he had asked, she still had to go unless she wanted Tang Feng to bring a group of people to invite her over.

…

When she drove into Canglan Courtyard, it was already eleven o’clock at night.

The lights in the front yard were still very peaceful and quiet. Not far away, the intertwining lights were still flashing. The entire Canglan Villa looked even more mysterious and peaceful…

“Miss Ming, Young Master is waiting for you in the study,”

Tang Feng greeted her respectfully.

“Is there anything important?”

He called her over in the middle of the night, not caring if she was busy or if she was free.

“You should go up and take a look yourself,”

Tang Feng said.

Ming Qianye had no choice but to go upstairs.

She swiped her ID and entered the study.

Soon, she saw the man sitting behind the luxurious and spacious desk.

He was dressed in loose and simple black casual clothes, and his deep eyes were sharp. A slender and cold hand was flipping through a document. There were a few documents piled up beside him. A slightly cold breeze blew from the balcony at the side. His other hand held a white handkerchief in his hand and covered his mouth. He coughed a few times, but even so, it could not diminish his aura of importance…

There was a faint cold fragrance in the slightly desolate air, making one feel inexplicably calm.

Ming Qianye hesitated for a while before taking a deep breath and walking over…

She closed the balcony door and poured a cup of hot water before walking towards him.

Shen Tinglan raised his dark eyes and looked at her. She had already come to his side. His gaze was silent and calm as he reached out to take the water she handed over and took a sip.

“Why did you call me over in the middle of the night?”

Ming Qianye asked directly.

Shen Tinglan put down the cup and looked at her quietly with a hint of coldness in his eyes. His gaze was very pressuring, making Ming Qianye feel inexplicably uneasy. She subconsciously frowned.

After a while, the coldness in the man’s eyes subsided a little. His low and hoarse voice sounded. “Did you go to the Orange Night?”

Ming Qianye frowned. She didn’t know how the news got to him.

“Something happened. I went over to take a look.”

“Where are you hurt?”

Shen Tinglan asked indifferently, but his deep gaze stopped at the side of her right palm…

Ming Qianye didn’t notice and replied directly, “I’m not hurt, you’ve just recovered. You shouldn’t overwork yourself…”

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a chill on her right wrist. She instinctively looked down…

The Devil’s cold and slender fingers were pinching her wrist. He pulled it up slightly and looked at the band-aid on her thumb and index finger.

There was some blood seeping through the edge of the band-aid, but it was already dry.

It was because she had used too much strength when she smashed the beer bottle just now and was scratched by the shattered glass shards.

“I got a little scraped up but I’ve taken care of it. What do you need me to do?”

Ming Qianye had always been very direct. The two of them had known each other for many years and had worked together before. Sometimes, Ming Qianye even had to act as his temporary secretary!

The Devil had always been domineering. Even if Ming Qianye was unhappy, she was not able to refuse. The two of them had been cold to each other all these years.

In the past few years, he was rarely in the country, so she could relax a little. Now that he was back, she…

Shen Tinglan’s eyes darkened and a cold glint flashed across his eyes. His slender fingers grabbed a document at the side and handed it to her. “Translate this document.”

Ming Qianye immediately perked up when she heard his serious tone. She took it and opened it.

It was entirely in German.

And it was a sophisticated encrypted file.

Ming Qianye was proficient in many international languages. As an academic, she often had to consult a large amount of domestic and foreign literature, so it was necessary for her to be proficient in all these languages. As a result, she had practically become Shen Tinglan’s personal secretary.

She often had to translate these encrypted documents for him.

“That much? Can’t I do it tomorrow? I’ll give it to you the day after tomorrow?”

Ming Qianye rolled her eyes and her cold face darkened. This was a lot of work and she was a little sleepy now…

“It’s for tomorrow morning,”

Shen Tinglan replied indifferently.

Ming Qianye nodded and didn’t say anything else. She took the document and walked to the coffee table with her laptop.

Soon, the sound of fingers typing on the keyboard could be heard in the study. Occasionally, one could hear the sound of documents being flipped over.

The servant brought some supper over. Ming Qianye didn’t hesitate and continued eating to keep her spirits up…

It was very quiet in the study room. Shen Tinglan raised his head and his deep eyes quickly locked onto her. At this moment, his cold face seemed to have lost its usual coldness and alienation. Instead, it was more peaceful.

Ming Qianye was very concentrated. She had always been very focused and efficient.

After who knew how long, when Shen Tinglan finished reading the last document in his hand and looked up, the woman had already fallen asleep on the coffee table…

The night breeze was a little chilly. Shen Tinglan stood up and walked over, putting his coat over her shoulders.

She slept very peacefully. Her cold and outstanding face was like the flickering light in the night. Her loose hair hung down irregularly, swaying slightly in the night wind. Under her long eyelashes, her eyes were clearly very tired, and her fatigue was obvious. It seemed that she had been exhausted enough these few days.

The documents at the side had already been closed. The laptop screen displayed the translated documents.

Not only did she translate it well, but she also analyzed the summary and marked it at the side. She even took the effort to highlight important data and did a more digestible table summary and analysis.

This had always been her obsessive-compulsive disorder. She was so diligent that she double-checked every figure.

She was a very rigorous person. No matter what it was, she would strive to be perfect. If he handed these documents to her, she would treat it seriously and do her best without his prompt. Hence, she would never make any mistakes.