"You really do want to change jobs!"
Yan Qingdu shook his head with a hint of helplessness, then added sarcastically, "He hasn't even mentioned the compensation to you."
Ye Yizhou paused. That jab was aimed at him. He frowned slightly. "What's that supposed to mean? Trying to stir things up?"
"You go ahead and talk. I'm fine with everything. I'm going to the restroom."
Wen Ningcheng didn't dare stay any longer. He made an excuse, excused himself, and left.
"I'll go too."
Pei Jiabei got up and went out with Wen Ningcheng.
Ye Yizhou and Yan Qingdu exchanged a glance, their eyes flickering.
"What's that supposed to mean? You won't even give me a chance to slack off?"
Ye Yizhou frowned at Yan Qingdu. With just the two of them there, even his complaints took on an unconsciously wheedling tone. "Is it so hard for me to be rich and idle?"
"Not at all. My entire fortune is in your hands. No one is richer than you. As for this project, have fun with it if you want. If you don't, I'll be there to back you up. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
The moment Ye Yizhou started wheedling, Yan Qingdu softened. He reached out to stroke his head, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.
"Don't worry. I'm not under any pressure."
Ye Yizhou smiled freely, not feeling any pressure at all. His eyes curved as he said, "No one can force me to do anything I don't want to do. That includes you. Not even you, whom I love very, very much."
"Mm. I love you."
Yan Qingdu picked out the key point in what Ye Yizhou had just said and declared his love without the slightest reserve. He reached out to pinch his cheek. "I