ntidote. It all boils down to their poor academic abilities. Back then, I told you, these two universities haven't even graduated, what kind of research can they do It's really a waste of my castle's...On the other side.

Qin Nianxia finally caught up to Leng Yanchen's pace, smiling and teasingly saying, "Hey, you wouldn't be jealous, would you Your grandfather picked a fiancee for you, and now she's being pursued by another wealthy young master."

"What kind of man is Cao Yinghao, don't you know" Leng Yanchen evaded the question, but it reminded Qin Nianxia of the time she was kidnapped.

"Then you're just going to sit there and do nothing" Qin Nianxia asked, looking suddenly enlightened.

Leng Yanchen stopped his steps, glanced at Qin Nianxia, and replied indifferently: "I can't control personal matters."

"Since you are Song Yunxi's boss, you can just tell her that Cao Yinghao is not a good person and ask her to stay away from him, right" Qin Nianxia said earnestly, gesturing with her hands.

Leng Yanchen suddenly turned his head, looking at Qin Nianxia who was standing shoulder to shoulder with him. He just smiled meaningfully.

Qin Nianxia also looked up at Leng Yanchen, but she couldn't understand what the smile on his handsome face meant

"Why are you laughing" she asked, puzzled.

< Leng Yanchen still evaded the question: "You should go to work." >

"Well, it seems like to you, work is all that matters anyway!"

Qin Nianxia pouted and followed Leng Yanchen back to the CEO's office to continue working.

At this very moment, Leng Yanchen received a phone call from Qin Lie. He sat at his desk, answering Qin Lie's call while his gaze was fixed deeply on Qin Nianxia who was buried in translating documents across the room.

Finally, he just said, "I know," and hung up the phone, also withdrawing his gaze from Qin Nianxia.

Soon after, Leng Yanchen left the CEO's office.

Qin Nianxia didn't ask him where he was going, after all, she didn't need to know his whereabouts.

After work in the afternoon, she took her team to the glass house in the woods and began researching her products.

Until the wee hours of the morning, a phone call from the police station came in, leaving her too stunned to answer.

Her phone kept vibrating. Qin Nianxia glanced at her several employees who were engrossed in their research. To avoid disturbing them, she held the phone and walked out of the glass room before answering it.

"Hello!"

"Is this Miss Qin Nianxia"

"Well, I am."

"Your boyfriend is drunk and passed out on the roadside. Our patrol officer brought him back to the station. Please come pick him up."

"Boyfriend I...don't have a boyfriend."

Before Qin Nianxia could finish speaking, the other party added: "It's Mr. Leng Yanchen. Please come to the Linhai Line Street Police Station."

"You..." Qin Nianxia wanted to say something again, but the other party hung up the phone.

Shouldn't he have looked for his secretary or assistant since Leng Yanchen was drunk What did he need her for

Qin Nianxia hesitated between her work and Leng Yanchen for a while, but ultimately chose to go to the police station helplessly.

Here, at the police station.

The officer had just hung up the phone when a dart hit him on top of the head.

The man rubbed his head, which was aching from being hit by a book, while looking at Leng Yanchen who was sitting beside him with an innocent expression. Leng Yanchen's eyes were cold and piercing as he stared at him.

"I only asked you to call and tell her to pick me up, I didn't ask you to say anything else out of line." Leng Yanchen said coldly.

The man said bitterly, "In our police station, we call the wives or girlfriends of drunkards we pick up. You're not her boyfriend, are you So am I supposed to say you're her husband"

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