Ye Feng, halfway out the door, cast a glance at Xia Qingqian and said dismissively, "Reception duties are usually the secretary’s responsibility. Are you trying to decline?"
She shook her head repeatedly, "No, no." She was so excited about it, how could she think of declining?
"Then Miss Xia, you should go back to your room and rest." Tomorrow, after Nancy returns, the planning and release of HDC502 would be so busy, no one knew when it might perfectly conclude.
Without Ye Feng’s reminder, Xia Qingqian herself wanted to dive into bed and sleep soundly.
Tomorrow she would find out whether Nancy was indeed the Brother Zhenyu she had been waiting for.
She was both excited and fearful; if he really was Brother Zhenyu, how would he explain everything when he saw her?
And if not, what should she do? Where had he gone?
Moreover, Brother Zhenyu had never told her he had a twin brother; he was supposed to be the only son in the family.
After placing the dinner on the stone table, Ye Feng waited nearby for the Young Master to erge from the pool.
The first thing the Young Master did after returning ho was to relax for half an hour in the outdoor pool next to his bedroom.
And he was accustod to eating dinner quietly by himself, without wanting anyone’s interference.
Such a magnificent and handso man, with jet-black, neat short hair, exuded an aura of refreshnt with every gesture. His strong, slim physique was enough to make anyone drool at the sight.
Beitang Yao’s features and skin had the refined texture of a marble sculpture, and even his casual poses revealed a natural and graceful aristocratic deanor.
In his ink-black eyes, there was always a hint of cold loneliness, like a chilling pool that made people instinctively keep a certain distance from him.
The Young Master’s body was robust and powerful, the angular muscles perfectly showcased the rging of strength and beauty through smooth and intricate lines, as his six-pack abdon erged from beneath the water.
Droplets of water trickled down the contours of his muscles, and his short hair went from wet to dry; by the ti he walked to the pool’s edge, it had beco smooth and separated, as if Michelangelo’s masterpiece David had co alive, rising from the water.
Such a dazzling Young Master, Ye Feng gazed at him, transfixed for a mont, then snapped back to reality and imdiately handed over the towel he was holding.
"Young Master, I have inford Miss Xia, she will handle the reception for Nancy tomorrow," Ye Feng said softly, blushing slightly.
Ye Feng’s gaze towards Beitang Yao was fiery, yet he dared not boldly cast it upon him.
"Pay close attention, Nancy can only be soone from the Beitang Group," Beitang Yao said as he took the towel, wiping the water off his body, and instructed Ye Feng.
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng’s once bright and intense eyes suddenly dimd, and the corners of his slightly raised lips froze.
The hand next to him tightened subtly as he watched the Young Master ticulously wipe the water off his body.
How could Ye Feng not understand what the Young Master ant?
Even if Nancy has left Beitang Group, when the Young Master needs him, he must return without hesitation to help him.
Yet, in Ye Feng’s heart, Nancy was his brother, born through adversity, but the Young Master seed to appreciate Nancy for different reasons.
"... Yes, Young Master," Ye Feng’s voice carried a hint of lancholy.
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