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Yin Yanyue frowned somewhat unhappily, "It's not that I'm not satisfied with the profession of Design Director Assistant, but if Zhao Huimin kept suppressing me, I won't swallow my anger."

When the time came, she would definitely use her identity as the CEO's future wife. It wouldn't be a problem for her to accidentally cause the entire design department to go into chaos.

He then picked up a document from the table and handed it to her, "If you don't want to continue being Zhao Huimin's assistant, then win this competition. When the time comes, I'll let you be the designer."

Yin Yanyue looked down at the document in his hand in a daze. She slowly took it, opened it for a few seconds, and her face changed, "I already said, it can only be done by the designer from the design department. I'm just a design assistant, how can I compete?"

However, if she really won the design competition, her reputation in the company would be boosted and she would receive a million dollars in bonuses.

Although she wasn't short on money, she wouldn't accept it if she had to.

Young Master Gong looked at her expressionlessly, "I'll let you participate."

"Alright, then I'll participate."

Yin Yanyue smiled with ill intentions and deliberately lowered her voice, "But you did set up a back door for me to directly win the prize, right?"

Since he was going to take the back door and let her be an assistant, then he might as well take the back door thoroughly and directly decide that she would be first.

The expression on the face of the young nobleman immediately turned cold, "Impossible!"

The reason why he let Yin Xianyue compete was not to directly let her win the championship, even if she didn't get first place in the end, it didn't matter. He was trying to make her walk the path of clothing design.

Dai Yue's father was a shrewd enterprise manager, and his mother was a good clothing designer.

He believed that the dyed moon was no worse than her parents.

However, it was clear that Yin Yanyue was not confident. Her tone immediately became heavy, "You're not arranging for me to win, and you're even letting me participate in the competition. Do you think I'll be able to get first?"

"Yes."

The resolute look in the young noble's eyes almost made Yin Yanyue believe it.

Yin Xiaoyue opened her mouth, but felt that she had nothing to refute. If she tried to refute, it would only disappoint the trust that Uncle Gu had placed in her.

Aunt Wang's voice came from the kitchen. "Mr. Gong, Miss Yin, do you plan to have dinner now?"

Yin Yanyue came back to her senses and looked at the time. It was already dark.

"Yes."

The young nobleman returned to his expressionless face, got up from the sofa, and slowly walked towards the dining table.

Yin Chengyue sighed and silently followed behind him.

She thought about all the competitions she was going to participate in recently. The coaching and selection for the secret service had already given her a headache, and now there was a competition for designers.

She had studied design in university, but she had never truly practiced her design skills. Now that she had suddenly entered the competition and even competed with Zhao Huimin, who was an old driver in the design world, it was obvious that she had no chance of winning.

At this moment, the viscount had already taken his seat at the table.

Yin Yanyue sighed again and sat down at the dining table. She picked up her chopsticks and asked carelessly, "Uncle Gu, when do you want to get married?"

She had just heard some of his conversation with her grandfather. It was possible that her grandfather had come to urge the marriage.

Now that the engagement was already set, she really had to find out about the intention of the young lord of the palace to marry her.

"Cough."

The young noble was choked by her words, and asked with a sigh, "What are your plans?"

He hadn't expected that Dazzling Moon would bring up this topic of his own accord.

"I'm in no hurry." Yin Yanyue helplessly curled her lips and picked up a pair of chopsticks, "It's just that grandpa might be a little anxious."

She had said so much just to mock her grandfather for coming to talk to him about marriage.

The young noble palace drew back his gaze, sighing in his heart, "If you are not in a hurry, then let's not talk about it yet."

"No."

Yin Yanyue looked up at him with a serious face, "I just want to know what you're planning to do. You can also prepare me a little like this."

The expression in the young lord's eyes deepened, and he paused for a few seconds before opening his mouth, "If possible, I intend to get married tomorrow."

The sooner the better for him.

After all, there was still An Luochen, Gong Yufeng, and the others who were after Yin Yanyue behind him.

And … The woman he had met in the dining hall had also given him a strange feeling.

So get married as soon as possible, so as not to get into too much trouble.

Yin Yanyue opened her mouth in shock, "You're in too much of a hurry."

Marry tomorrow?

Why didn't he say he'd have a baby tomorrow?

The noble palace lowered his gaze, his voice didn't fluctuate at all, "Late summer." Not until the end of summer. "

It was still early summer, and there were still a few months left before the end of the summer.

Yin Yanyue took it as tacit agreement. He did not make any more suggestions and obediently started to eat with his head lowered.

While they were eating, Aunt Wang was still busy in the kitchen. She had already brought out the dishes, but she was still messing around in the kitchen.

Even though Yin Yanyue was puzzled, she didn't ask any further. After she was done eating, she put down her chopsticks and said to the young nobleman, "Uncle Gu, I'm full. I'm going up first."

The young noble didn't say anything, only nodding his head.

But just as she pushed the chair away and was about to leave, Aunt Wang came out from the kitchen with a bowl of dark food. "Miss Yin, please drink this medicine."

She had only taken a few steps forward when Yin Xiaoyue smelled a very strong scent of Chinese medicine.

Yin Yanyue was so scared that she took a step back, "I'm not sick, what's the medicine?"

As she spoke, she turned her inquiring gaze to the side to look at the young noble.

However, the young noble still continued eating, not intending to pay any attention to her.

Aunt Wang placed the herbal medicine on the table with a troubled expression. "Master asked me to prepare these for you. He said it was to make up for your illness."

Yin Yanyue was at a loss. There was nothing wrong with her body, so why did she need to make up for it?

"And also, Mr Gong's is ready."

Aunt Wang's voice rang out again. She turned around and brought out another bowl of traditional Chinese medicine from the kitchen and placed it in front of the young nobleman.

"Don't tell me …"

Yin Yanyue looked at the two bowls of Chinese medicine on the table and was stunned for a moment. "These two bowls of Chinese medicine …" One bowl is for nourishing Yin, while the other bowl is for strengthening Yang? "

Aunt Wang was a bit embarrassed when she heard her words. She stuttered and said, "Master told me to prepare these for all of you to mend your bodies so you could carry my grandson."

The grandson who was hugging his head!

He hadn't even gotten married and was already thinking of hugging a grandson! I didn't expect grandpa's thoughts to be so advanced!

On the contrary, the young noble was extremely calm, he looked up at Yin Yanyue and slowly said, "If you don't want to drink, then don't."

He could tell that Yin Chengyue did not completely accept him, but it would be counterproductive if he was in too much of a hurry right now.