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"I have promised, of course I will not go back on my word. But don't worry, the test will officially begin. Resolving the problem in front of LY is your first step towards becoming the executive vice president!" Ling Yao smiled seductively as he said, not putting Lesya's pejorative gaze in his eyes at all.

"What?" Lesya straightened her upper body in shock, "It's only the first step?!"

"To be honest, I hate your Lance family. If you want to work for me, you will have to use yours to conquer me." Ling Yao's slender fingers swiveled with a pen, deeply explaining to Lesya what it meant to be confident in being this willful. He clearly stated his disgust for her family and even told her to try her best to please him.

This man …

The expression on Lesya's face was very marvelous, but in the end, she revealed a meaningful smile, "Joe, you are getting more and more interesting to me! I'm a little regretful that I gave you up to the sea. "

Hearing this, Ling Yao raised his eyes coldly.

"I like challenges. The more difficult it is, the more sense of accomplishment there is in conquering them. I accept your test!" Lesya returned to the main topic at hand.

"Since you like challenges, I'll make it a little more difficult for you," Ling Yao replied.

Ah!" Reiya wanted to vomit blood. Was this man's temper too bad? He did not have the slightest bit of a gentleman's demeanor!

Ling Yao ignored the blue veins on Lesya's forehead as he smiled, "This game is too boring for you to play alone. How about I accompany you?"

"Oh?" She raised her eyebrows, clearly interested.

"Let's fight and see who can solve the problem of LY the fastest and most effective."

"Since it's a competition, shouldn't we have a bet?" Lesya's eyes lit up. The other party's suggestion had obviously struck a deep chord in her heart.

Ling Yao looked at her calmly: "Of course, then... If you win, I will appoint you as the executive vice president. If you lose, obediently go back to your Lance family. How about we use this as the wager? "

Lesya's cheeks twitched, her eyes filled with determination, "It's a deal!"

Right now, she had successfully transferred the attention of the police to a scapegoat, and managed the company that lost Ling Yao. Ling Yao didn't even have the time to do anything, which meant that she had a few more good cards up her sleeve.

Hai Xiao Min prepared a sumptuous dinner as a small celebration for Ling Yao to come home today.

The food was cooked by her personally, and Ling Yao had always loved her cooking skills. This seemed to be the only thing she could make for him.

They had prepared the food before dinner, but when the food had turned cold, Ling Yao did not show up.

Out of the five people staying on the 39th floor, three of them were not present. During this period of time, Zegna and Ian were the only two who were keeping watch at the dining table.

Ian looked at the food, looked at her. Innocent.

After asking the maid and saying that the general manager and the others were still in a meeting, Hai Xiaomin forced a smile, "Let's eat first, they won't be able to come back for a while."

Ian picked up his fork. Just like Lesya and Jesse Xiu, he didn't know how to use chopsticks. Usually, everyone had their own taste, so it was rare for them to share the same table.

This time, Hai Xiaomin didn't know what to eat.

"You're not suitable for him." Ian opened his mouth for the first time.

Although they had been living together for a while, Hai Xiaomin was still not used to the taciturn Ian's children's shoes. She almost choked on the soup in her mouth.

What did she not suit him, who did she not suit?

Hai Xiao Min finally realized that the 'him' that Yi En was talking about was probably Ling Yao...

"Is Lesya more suitable than me?" Hai Xiaomin admitted it. She asked a question with a hint of childish unwillingness and sarcasm. Ian was on Lesya's side from the beginning, so what's wrong with speaking up for her.

"She's not suitable either, but she's very much like him. They're more like the same kind of people, and you're not." Ian used his fork to point at a fish ball. He was expressionless. However, the fish ball was too flexible. His right hand was usually steady but he was unable to cross it several times in a row.

He silently switched the fork to a spoon, then repeated the same action.

Hai Xiaoming pondered over his words repeatedly in her mind. Ian was not good at communicating with others, but he was more suited to be a good spectator. Therefore, he could see most people and things more clearly than the people involved.

"Perhaps …" After thinking it over, she actually felt that what he said was reasonable. She laughed at herself. Weren't she and Ling Yao the same type of people? It seemed that Xue Ning had said the same thing back then.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Ian was still fighting with the fish ball. Hai Xiao Min was speechless. She changed her pair of unused chopsticks and caught the fish ball, bringing it to Ian's mouth.

There was no other way. According to his posture, putting the fish balls on his plate would take a lot of effort, even if he wanted to eat them.

Ian was stunned.

"Not eating?" Hai Xiao Min asked curiously.

Ian slowly opened his mouth and bit off the fish balls on his chopsticks.

Hai Xiaomin switched back her chopsticks. After a while, she realized that she was too familiar with this move. During the next meal, the two of them didn't interact at all.

Late at night, Ling Yao returned to the 39th floor, did not wake Hai Xiao Min intentionally, went to take a bath, and then fell back onto the bed. A soft, boneless hand touched his chest and touched his shoulder, massaging his muscles through his nightgown.

"Tired?"

Ling Shang turned his body to the side and faced Hai Xiao Min, hugging her slim waist and locked her into his embrace, "You're still awake so late?"

She was looking at him with her big, bright eyes, but she didn't look like she'd been woken by him at all.

"Ling Yao, I …" Hai Xiao Min held Ling Yao's shoulder, wanting to say something but hesitated.

"Hmm?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask if you were hungry. I left some food for you in the kitchen." Hai Xiao Min smiled.

Ling Yao pursed his lips into a smile: "I'm not hungry, today's meeting ended late and we've just eaten. These days we'll be rather busy, so don't wait for me while you eat."

"Oh …" Her delicate eyelashes drooped down, covering the disappointment in her eyes. In the blink of an eye, Hai Xiaomin regained her spirits and looked up with a smile, "Let me help you massage and relax."

As he spoke, he actively pushed Ling Yao's shoulder, and with a flip, climbed up to the top of his body.

"Now?" For a moment, a reluctant look appeared on Ling Obscure's face, but in the end, he didn't want to sweep away Hai Xiaomin's interest, so he nodded his head and said, "Okay."

Riding on Ling Yao's waist, she used his hands to help him push and massage.

Indeed, it was very comfortable. Ling Yuan closed his eyes and all the muscles in his body relaxed under the massage. However, there was one part that was tense and had a tent erected!