The elevator arrived, and Yu Kang took her to the president's office.

"The office is big, you can't run around, nor can you get in trouble..." Yu Kang said, suddenly stopping.

He saw Ye Jiaqi's eyes falling in the trash can at the door, where there were dim sums that Ye Jiaqi worked hard to make.

Yu Kang's face was so hot that it seemed like someone had hit him.

I just told Ye Jiaqi that the president likes the snacks she makes very much.

I was slapped in the face in an instant.

Ye Jiaqi withdrew his gaze and pretended not to see it.

"I can't take you into the office directly. I feel wronged that you sit on the sofa outside. You can read books or play with your laptop." Yu Kang coughed lightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

"I understand, thank you, Yu Zhu." Ye Jiaqi smiled, "You go and do it. If you don't go, you will be late. You can't be scolded."

"If you thirsty, pour tea yourself. The second half of the meeting will probably take two hours, don't worry."

"I know."

"I'll go down first, you'll think about how to apologize to the president."

Ye Jiaqi nodded.

"That... the dim sum you made is really delicious. Will you still make it for me next time?" Yu Kang was afraid that she would feel sad. After all, the things she made with her own hands were thrown away, and it was uncomfortable for anyone to put them on.

"Okay, I can do whatever you want."

"Then I'll say thank you first, I'll go down."

Yu Kang waved his hand over Ye Jiaqi and went out along the corridor.

Ye Jiaqi is the only one left in the huge outer room.

She sat down on the sofa, holding her notebook, and looking at the trash can.

All the snacks that Yu Kang brought from her were thrown away, and she had been making them for a long time.

A curl of sneering appeared on the corner of her lips, her heart was cold, and her limbs and bones were filled with coldness.

She held the corner of her lips with a self-deprecating look, and her eyes fell on her wrist again.

Ye Jiaqi opened his notebook and sorted out the minutes of the first half.

Although he is here alone, he is not too lonely. After all, he is still accompanied by his baby in his belly.

Ye Jiaqi's work efficiency is not low. In less than half an hour, she sorted out the minutes and organized them in an orderly manner.

The sun shines in from outside the curtain, and the strong light falls on the smooth marble floor.

Ye Jiaqi put his notebook on his thigh and looked out through the window.

This is the top floor with a great view and can fully view the Chicago Financial Center.

The skyscrapers, green trees and flowers are everywhere, and the bustling and lively.

Standing on a high place, you do feel like you are in the world, like a king.

She knew that he was born king and that he was born to live for his career.

She is different. She has more or less a little bit of a little woman's temperament, and her career is always beyond family and love.

What he needs is a woman who can bring him luck and be shoulder to shoulder with him.

For example...Ms. Jiang.

No matter how he scolds her, she still hopes that he will be happy in the future.

After all, no matter how bad his temper is, he will give her life.

And, it has been given more than once.

However, he forgot that he still loves to scold her so much, as if she owed him a lot of money.

Ye Jiaqi held his head and sat on the sofa and looked out the window.

The scorching sun gradually sets westward, and the sun is the hottest at two or three noon, burning the earth.

Summer has arrived, but he forgot to take her to see the fireflies.

It doesn't matter, she went to take a look at it herself, at least she still had the baby in her belly.
Chapter completed!