How awful!
really.
Luan Yenan also knew how despicable she was.
She slightly raised the corners of her mouth.
A pair of fox-like eyes watched as Zuo Baixuan's ears changed from pink and engorged to a shameful bright red.
What should I do if I'm in such a good mood?
He simply couldn't stop wanting to tease the little girl.
All those years in my past life didn't seem as interesting as these few short days.
Even after being pushed away forcefully by Zuo Baixuan, Luan Yenan did not hide the smile on his face.
Zuo Baixuan, however, put away all her expressions, even her usual friendly and harmless demeanor, and said coldly, "Should we go in and help?"
Luan Yenan kept staring at the shy blush on Zuo Baixuan's earlobe.
"No need for that. Leave the professional matters to the professionals."
"So what kind of job do you want me to do?"
Luan Yenan pointed behind him: "Your workplace is in my room."
Zuo Baixuan's eyes sharpened as she tried to catch any hint of ill intent on Luan Yenan's face.
But no.
This person is always like this now.
They can use the most serious and harmless face to say all sorts of things that can be misunderstood.
Zuo Baixuan decided to be direct and took out a small knife she always carried from her bag: "You don't mind if I bring a handy tool in, do you?"
The atmosphere between the two became tense and hostile the moment that glint of cold light appeared.
But Luan Yenan's smile remained, and he asked knowingly, "Is there anywhere in my room where I would need tools? What do you plan to use them for?"
Zuo Baixuan deliberately flashed a clean and bright smile as a form of retaliation, then walked past Luan Yenan toward the master bedroom.
"Just peeling an apple."
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Text 1:
An Yizhu is a moderately well-known illustrator who fell into a coma while illustrating an ABO novel.
I woke up to the cold night rain, my body felt like it was being torn apart and burning. Drawn by a sweet and delicious smell, I entered an alley and saw a weak woman.
The face illuminated by the dim streetlights was that of her favorite character—the abstinent CEO, Yu Guqiu.
Yes, the overwhelming fragrance of roses is the pheromones of the villainous Ice Beauty in the novel.
Marked after Rainy Night.
The beauty's eyes reddened as he grabbed her chin: "Since you've marked me, marry me."
She blushed at the beautiful woman's alluring expression and nodded in a daze.
Copywriting 2:
Yu Guqiu is a famous beauty in Jiangcheng, the head of the Yu family, a top-tier Omega, and the center of attention. However, she rejects all suitors.
Until she was attacked and developed a fever, a little girl said with sparkling eyes, "Sister, you smell so good."
Yu Guqiu knew that the faint licorice scent might be part of a conspiracy or trap, but he still extended an invitation to her to marry into his family.
She needs a humanoid suppressant simply because she is not allergic to the alpha's pheromones.
From then on, the Ice Beauty had a new husband, A.
Those who were interested in such matters didn't care what family changes A had gone through with the Ice Beauty, nor did they care that A was a rare painting genius.
All they want to know is, has the #abnormalA-shaped protrusion appeared yet?
An Yizhu said with a smug look, "My sister hasn't even gotten out of bed yet!"
Everyone was shocked.
Yu Guqiu's face flushed red: "Loosen the rope!"
CP fans are ecstatic: The real-life couple is definitely the sweetest to ship!
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Chapter 23
Zuo Baixuan put the gleaming fruit knife back into her bag.
Before Luan Yenan entered, she first surveyed the room layout and found no traps.
She only peeked into the room through the crack in the door when the cleaning lady was cleaning it.
At this point, the layout underwent many changes.
She caught a glimpse of two cardboard boxes in the corner.
Those flashy accessories were all put away.
"Here, take this." Luan Yenan walked in.
When Zuo Baixuan turned around, she saw a big apple being held up in front of her.
This person hasn't come in for a while; did they go to get an apple?
"What are you going to do?" Zuo Baixuan didn't take the apple, and instead asked a question she already knew the answer to.
Luan Yenan raised the corners of her mouth; teasing the little girl was still fun. But the jokes and entertainment ended there. She turned and placed the apple on the table next to her, then kicked out two cardboard boxes from under the table.
"Let's get back to the main topic. I want to tidy up my wardrobe a bit."
a little?
Zuo Baixuan could see two full cardboard boxes under the table, which had emptied at least an entire cabinet.
"Organize your wardrobe however you like. You don't need to drag me into it, do you?" Zuo Baixuan felt like she had been played, and turned to leave.
Luan Yenan approached Zuo Baixuan and blocked her escape route first.
The Alpha's approach caused the Omega to instinctively furrow its brow in alertness.
I didn't feel it in the more open areas outside.
After entering the bedroom, although the door was not closed, the ventilation system was not turned on. So she smelled a faint scent of vodka.
My gaze shifted.
With his back to himself, Luan Yenan's neck barrier was clearly and obediently stuck on.
Could it be that I could smell even the trace amounts of pheromones in my saliva?
As Luan Yenan opened the wardrobe, she said, "Originally, yes, but after thinking about it, I realized that according to my own aesthetic sense, I might have to throw the whole wardrobe away."
Zuo Baixuan looked puzzled.
That's what I meant.
Does that mean my taste is inferior to yours? Do you think there are any fish that slipped through the net?
But she didn't ask.
Luan Yenan had his back to Zuo Baixuan and couldn't see her expression, but he could guess her inner thoughts from her heavier breathing. He smiled and added, "Because on certain occasions, I'm not sure what clothes would be more appropriate."
"In what context?"
Zuo Baixuan doesn't think there are any occasions where one's own aesthetic sense is needed to help choose clothes.
Luan Yenan should have a lot of experience in handling business occasions, family parties, and even leisure activities.
Not to mention that in these situations, others always have to watch her expression; no one would dare to criticize whether her clothes are appropriate or not.
This is why there were many posts criticizing Luan Yenan in the past two years, but only one post about her clothing and then nothing more.
Being able to do whatever one pleases in any situation might seem undignified and impolite to ordinary people, but not to Luan Yenan. On the contrary, it constantly reminds everyone of the immense power behind this top-tier rich second-generation heir—the Luan family.
Luan Yenan opened all the wardrobes and turned to look at Zuo Baixuan.
"School. Beijing University."
She spoke with the natural composure of someone in a superior position, which made Zuo Baixuan certain that this was another notification, not a discussion.
But this also suggests that she went to school for important reasons.
But what important business could there be?
Is it possible that they want to make money from the school?
Zuo Baixuan recalled the boastful words Luan Yenan had spoken in front of Luan Muyin.
[Want to invest.]
Choosing to incubate projects at schools is indeed a good idea.
While the school owns the patent rights, the returns may not be as high as those from externally selected projects, but they are more stable. This is because, regardless of the outcome, the school provides a safety net, preventing utter failure.
Moreover, since the school knew that Luan Yenan was behind it, they would naturally give the Luan family face.
"Did you get the funding?" Zuo Baixuan asked abruptly.