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Pei Luoyi wasn't sure whether or not she should listen to him. She went out to cook a bowl of noodles before bringing it in.

His legs were weak from the fright just now, and even his fingertips seemed to be trembling.

She was the one who had taken over the house. She should have been angry, but why was he even angrier than she was now?

Her fingers unconsciously flinched and loosened. She slowly turned around, her face still pale from fright.

"Mr. Gong, this is not Thousand Islands Manor, I am not your servant."

The meaning behind his words was that there were no servants here for him to order around.

The man's black cell phone, which he had been playing with in his hand, was gone. His elbows rested on the armrests of the swivel chair, his long, clean fingers interlaced as he looked at her coldly with half-lidded eyes.

After a long while, he finally smiled and said, "If he isn't my servant, then that won't stop you from cooking my noodles."

"You haven't gone to work for a few days. As the biggest investor in the current stock, I think that your absence these few days has caused the company to suffer losses. These losses …" It would be worth it if you filled it with a bowl of noodles, wouldn't it? "

When Pei Luoyi heard this, all he could think of was this sentence of his.

Paint... The biggest investor.

A question that he could not figure out was solved right after he said it.

Originally … The reason the Prefect of Police had strongly recommended her to be a general manager's assistant was because of this man.

The current head of the Gong family did indeed have the ability to turn the tide with a flip of his hand. Moreover, it was just a painting exhibition organization, so he only wanted to buy it.

In order to interfere with her life, this man was truly all-pervasive.

Pei Luoyi felt as if all the strength in her body was drained out of her body. She couldn't even be bothered to make an expression. Without any reaction, she turned around and walked out of the room.

When she passed by the entrance, she stepped on something. With a crisp sound, she lowered her head and took a look.

The broken black phone was scattered all over the floor. With a single glance, she lifted her leg and left.

When she finished cooking a bowl of noodles and came out of the kitchen, there was another person at the table besides the man. He was taking out several lunchboxes from a paper bag and placing them on the table one by one.

Having seen Shen Cui a few times, Pei Luoyi knew that he was Gong Yan's secretary. After a simple greeting, he went around to his seat and sat down.

It must have been that the man had called Shen Cui while she was cooking the noodles, asking him to bring the prepared food over.

After opening the boxes of dishes one by one, Shen Shuo said, "Please enjoy your meal," and left.

Pei Luoyi looked at the hot dishes on the table, and smelled the fragrance of the gluttony. She was tempted to move, but when she looked down at the bowl of noodles, her appetite instantly vanished.

Since she had already ordered someone to bring her food, Pei Luoyi thought that men wouldn't want this noodles anymore. Furthermore, she didn't have the cheek to touch his food. After pausing for a moment, she picked up her chopsticks and prepared to start eating.

"That's my noodles."

The man lowered his head and fiddled with the new phone in his hand. It looked exactly the same as the one he had just smashed.

He did not raise his head to look at her. However, his tone was filled with the domineering aura of someone declaring sovereignty over the bowl.

"You already got someone to send you food, you can't even eat this bowl of noodles, can you? And it was me who cooked it, so I'll eat it myself. "

She hadn't eaten yet, and she was hungry.

As soon as he picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, the bowl was taken away by a long arm.

Pei Luoyi was holding a bowl of noodles in her mouth and groaning inaudibly. She subconsciously wanted to snatch the bowl back, but a man shoved a bowl of rice into her mouth.

When she wanted to ask what the man meant by that, he had already finished most of the noodles with his head lowered. He simply didn't give her the chance to speak.

With her meticulous appearance, even if she ate in big mouthfuls, her actions were still graceful and pleasant.

Pei Luoyi was so angry that her cheeks were puffed up. She used her chopsticks to poke at the rice.

In the next moment, the fragrance of the dish assaulted his nose, and more than half of the air within the air instantly dissipated like a ball that had been held in.

Forget it, she didn't seem to be at a disadvantage.

She shrugged and began to eat.

After dinner, the man acted as if it was a matter of course as he instructed Pei-loi to pour him a cup of tea.

He had a habit of drinking tea after dinner. Usually, he would stay at the Thousand Islands Village for a long time, so when the servants did it, they would give him hot tea that suited his taste well without any special instructions.

However, as a young woman of a new generation, Pei Luoyi usually drank more coffee than tea. Seeing how he was commanding her, she could only be angry and not make a sound.

She entered the kitchen, which had been redecorated by a man, and for a moment she didn't know where to put anything else in the brand-new kitchen. She could only rummage around here and look around.

After a while, he actually found a box of scented tea.

Pei Luoyi opened the lid and took a sniff. Then, using the method she remembered, she steeped a cup of wine before carrying it out of the kitchen.

The man was no longer at the table, so she looked around.

He walked directly towards the study.

This apartment was a small one room with two bedrooms and one living room. The bottom could be seen at a glance. Even if it wasn't in the living room, it could only be in the bedroom or study.

Pei Luoyi held the teacup in one hand and pressed down the door handle with the other. The floor was still littered with the broken pieces of her cellphone corpses from before dinner. She took a glance at them and walked towards her desk.

"Here, your tea."

The steaming cup of tea was handed over to the laptop.

Gong Yan quickly skimmed through the documents on the screen. Without thinking, he took the cup of tea and took a sip.

With a single bite, his handsome forehead creased in an instant, squeezing out a few deep creases.

"It's bad, let's soak in it again."

Pei Luoyi was prepared to leave, but upon hearing his words, she turned around.

The anger in his chest started to burn like a prairie fire, "Mr. Gong, honestly, if you aren't used to not having a servant helping you take care of your life, why do you insist on staying here? "Since I've signed the agreement, you don't have to insist on staying in this apartment with me, do you, as if I were a prisoner?"

Maybe it was really busy, the man didn't reply for a long time. He stared at the computer screen, his hands tapped for a while, then finally squeezed out, "I don't want to discuss this with you right now. Clean up the trash on the floor, then go out."

Pei Luoyi choked on her blood.

She had said so much, but he didn't even get a single word she said?

After taking a few deep breaths, she finally managed to calm the rage that was about to rise to the top of her head.

Almost without hesitation, she turned and left the room.

Pei Luoyi went straight back to her bedroom and closed the door, locking it at the same time.

Then he fell flat on the bed, holding the soft pillow and rubbing it.

It had to be said that although the whole house had been changed, the huge bed that she had just bought was surprisingly fitting for her. It was very big and soft, and after taking a bath, she would be able to roll a few rounds on it.

In that instant, something flashed in his mind.

Pei Luoyi abruptly opened his eyes and realized that there was a very serious problem.

The second bedroom had been converted into a study by the man, and the bed she was lying on was the only one in the room.