Ye Bufan's Wishful Thinking: Clothes Make the Man, Saddles Make the Horse

Wang Yaoyao's voice is clear and melodious, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Ye Bufan snapped out of his daze and looked up.

My gaze first fell on Wang Yaoyao's legs, which were covered in black stockings.

The image finally settled on that fair, delicate face, so smooth it looked like it could be pinched to release moisture.

It must be said that, as the secretary to the president of Qingcheng Group...

Wang Yaoyao is top-notch in terms of figure, appearance, education, and ability.

Hello, hello.

Ye Bufan stood up, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

As she reached out her hand to Wang Yaoyao, her signature smile appeared on her lips.

Elegant yet graceful, confident yet with a touch of arrogance!

He truly hadn't expected that even Qingcheng's secretaries were so beautiful.

Indeed, birds of a feather flock together.

This is fantastic! Buy one get one free!

As if he had thought of something, Ye Bufan's smile gradually turned sinister.

Beside him, Little Vajra sighed, rubbing his forehead.

This kind of lustful fantasy is something any woman could have, right?

Damn it, it's one thing for him to lose face, but he dragged me down with him too.

Noticing the strange looks from the people around him, as if they were looking at a rare species, Little Vajra wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

This is the worst luck imaginable, to have run into something like this.

At this moment, Wang Yaoyao's eyebrows were also slightly furrowed.

However, out of professional ethics, he still shook hands with Ye Bufan.

"Mr. Ye, can you let go now?"

Suppressing her disgust, Wang Yaoyao gave a polite but distant smile.

Many male management employees passing by were filled with righteous indignation.

They CEO Mu not dream of Wang Yaoyao, who came from an ordinary background and excelled in every aspect.

They were still clinging to a sliver of hope.

"Haha, sorry, I was a little distracted."

As Ye Bufan spoke, he reluctantly let go of her hand.

The feeling of her hand was still replaying in my mind; it could be summed up in two words: smooth and tender!

Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Ye Bufan straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's go."

As soon as she took a step, Wang Yaoyao slowly spoke.

"Mr. Ye, CEO Mu is very busy these days and it is inconvenient for him to meet with people."

"If you have anything to say, I can help pass it on."

Upon hearing this, Ye Bufan paused, his smile freezing on his face.

A disbelieving guess arose in his mind: Did Qingcheng not want to see him?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Recalling what Wang Yaoyao had just said, Ye Bufan suddenly realized.

He understood; Qingcheng must be too busy to know that he was now the young master of the Kyoto Ye Family.

He was afraid that if Jiang Cheng, that spoiled brat, found out, he would come looking for trouble.

"That's thoughtful of you."

Having figured this out, Ye Bufan smiled with relief.

It's alright!

Let's give Qingcheng a little surprise when we meet tomorrow.

By then, Qingcheng will realize that he is no longer the same person he once was.

Is this silly boy performing Sichuan opera face-changing?

Watching Ye Bufan's constantly changing expressions, Little Vajra silently complained.

"A Mao, bring me paper and pen!"

Ye Bufan waved his hand and spoke calmly.

Even if we can't meet in person, writing a note is just as good.

After a moment, looking at the crooked dog-pawed characters, Little Vajra fell into deep thought.

He had originally planned to see what this guy had written so he could report it to Young Master Jiang.

Now it seems he was overthinking things.

This is encrypted!

"Let's go."

After handing the note to Wang Yaoyao, Ye Bufan glanced at the shocked Little Vajra and a smile appeared on his lips.

This kid, he probably's never seen such elegant calligraphy before, has he?

Wang Yaoyao walked into the CEO's office.

"CEO Mu, Ye Bufan has left. This is a note he asked me to give you."

Mu Qingcheng didn't even look up, continuing to look at the report in her hand, her tone indifferent.

"Throw it away."

On the other side, Jiang Cheng International Shopping Center.

"Aunt Yun, that's enough."

Looking at the shopping bags that he couldn't carry in both hands, Jiang Cheng sighed helplessly.

He had originally planned to spend some time with Bai Weiwei today.

Halfway there, Yun Ruoxi insisted on buying him a gift, saying it was a reward for his help last time.

Unable to refuse, he had no choice but to come along.

"These are just a few items, Xiao Cheng, don't be shy, we're all family."

Yun Ruoxi smiled and said, "You helped Aunt Yun so much last time, Aunt Yun really has to thank you properly."

After saying that, Yun Ruoxi didn't give Jiang Cheng a chance to speak and pulled him into another store.

To be honest, she felt somewhat fortunate.

It's a good thing she didn't manage to cook last time, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to find a suitable excuse to drag Xiao Cheng out.

After strolling around for a while, the two finally found a place to rest and chat.

"Xiao Cheng, speaking of which, Aunt Yun just ruined your plans. You don't mind, do you?"

Yun Ruoxi looked at Jiang Cheng with a smile, a sly glint in her eyes.

Did it ruin something good?

When? How come I didn't know?

Jiang Cheng looked somewhat puzzled.

Seeing this, Yun Ruoxi smiled and explained, her red lips slightly raised.

"That young girl just now asked for your contact information, but she mistook Aunt Yun for your girlfriend."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng was left speechless, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

"Aunt Yun, what a mess this is! I should thank you for helping me fend off unwanted suitors."

Jiang Cheng smiled helplessly and continued,

"Besides, with your skin condition, people would believe you're in your early twenties."

"When the two of us walk together, it's like I'm the one who's getting the better deal. You saw the envious looks those men were giving us earlier."

Yun Ruoxi covered her red lips, her laughter as melodious as silver bells, "Xiao Cheng's mouth is so sweet."

I really want to try it again!

"Alright, let's go."

Suppressing the flutter in her heart, Yun Ruoxi stood up and stretched lazily.

Cough cough~

Jiang Cheng awkwardly looked away and was about to get up when Yun Ruoxi pressed him down with her delicate hands.

"Don't move yet."

Yun Ruoxi parted her red lips slightly, gently straightening Jiang Cheng's collar as she sighed,

"That's more like it, tsk tsk, my Xiao Cheng is so handsome."

Because they were so close, Jiang Cheng didn't dare to look up, afraid that he might accidentally make eye contact with Shen Yuan.

In particular, the fragrance emanating from Yun Ruoxi was constantly tantalizing his senses.

It's so awful, so incredibly awful!

I silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra several times before I was able to calm down.

"Thank you, Aunt Yun."

Jiang Cheng smiled, confirmed the safe distance, and then stood up with his shopping bags.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, I saw an old friend.

"Brother Ye, I didn't expect you to be back too."

Jiang Cheng curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

He walked straight towards Ye Bufan, scrutinizing his red suit, and slowly spoke.

"They say clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse. Brother Ye, you really do look more and more like a real person in this outfit!"

Pfft~

Upon hearing this, Yun Ruoxi, who was following behind, covered her red lips and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

When did Xiao Cheng become so eloquent?

She's very eloquent, but she likes her a lot.

Yun Ruoxi pursed her dry lips and subconsciously squeezed her long, beautiful legs together.

My mind is filled with images that are inappropriate for children (???)