The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 598 [Reward]

"What do you have to talk about with Director Qiu?" Gu Jundie said discontentedly, her eyes sending a suspicious glance toward Ye Chenfeng and Qiu Murong.

Ye Chenfeng stood as steady as Mount Tai without batting an eyelid. As for Qiu Murong, she seemed somewhat panicked. A more observant person might notice something amiss, her hair and clothing a bit disheveled, and the flush on her face not yet faded.

"I’m President Chu’s assistant, right? President Chu is very busy every day, so naturally as the assistant, I should be in-tune with the populace and show empathy for the subordinates. Look at how thin Director Qiu has gotten recently. See how slender her waist is; shouldn’t I consider buying her some soy milk or something nutritious? Just now, I was discussing with Director Qiu which brand of soy milk would be better," Ye Chenfeng earnestly spouted complete nonsense.

Qiu Murong sent Ye Chenfeng a few reproachful glares, accusing him of all sorts of evasiveness when she asked the critical questions, and now he was thinking up ways to take advantage of her.

Qiu Murong wished she could bite down a row of teeth marks on Ye Chenfeng.

"Soy milk?" Gu Jundie murmured to herself.

She had long noticed that there was an unusual relationship between Ye Chenfeng and Qiu Murong, naturally not believing a word of Ye Chenfeng’s gibberish.

Ignoring Ye Chenfeng completely, Gu Jundie said to Qiu Murong, "Director Qiu, President Chu has called for a meeting with the senior managers of all major departments. I called you just now but nobody answered, so I came personally."

"Whoosh!"

Qiu Murong’s face reddened even more. She had been playing with Ye Chenfeng just now, who had time to answer the phone, so much so that Qiu Murong didn’t even hear the ringing.

"Secretary Gu, thank you, I got it. I’ll be right there!" Qiu Murong felt that Gu Jundie was saying this on purpose, the testing element was more prominent, possibly sent by Chu Qingxue.

"Goodbye, Director Qiu!"

As she passed by Ye Chenfeng, Gu Jundie looked at him coldly, "Aren’t you leaving?"

"Going, going. Goodbye, Director Qiu, next time I come by, I’ll bring soy milk for you and all the lovely ladies of the marketing department!" Ye Chenfeng chuckled, following behind Gu Jundie to leave.

When they got to the floor of the President’s office, Ye Chenfeng suddenly called out, "Little Butterfly?"

"Hmm? What is it?" Gu Jundie turned around, puzzled.

"I want to give you a kiss!"

"What?" Gu Jundie was completely stunned.

"Smack!"

Before she could react, Ye Chenfeng had kissed her.

Suddenly, Gu Jundie’s mind went blank.

Ye Chenfeng had kissed her? Gu Jundie was still not recovering from the shock.

"I said before, if it was a sister I would reward her with a kiss!" Ye Chenfeng said seriously.

"Are you insane, Ye Chenfeng, I really want to kill you!" Having come to her senses, Gu Jundie glared fiercely at Ye Chenfeng, if glares could kill, Ye Chenfeng would have died over a dozen times by now.

If not for the situation at hand, Gu Jundie really wanted to rush at him.

"Shameless rogue bastard!" Gu Jundie cursed through clenched teeth at Ye Chenfeng before running off.

Ye Chenfeng, however, curled his lips into a smile, "Little Butterfly, haven’t you noticed that your androphobia is slowly getting better? Like before, if I kissed you, you definitely would have thrown up."

Donghua Villa.

That is, a villa under the Jiang Family, specifically provided for Jintian Corporation to stay in.

In a luxurious villa of the villa,

there stood a dark figure, his chiseled profile giving off an angular yet gentle vibe. Dressed in a black kimono, his figure was hidden, adding a touch of mystery.

With hands clasped behind, his narrow eyes serenely gazing out the window at the scenery, his gaze was as deep as the vast universe, and you could never tell what he was thinking.

The light spilling in from the floor-to-ceiling windows scattered evenly across his body, matching his tall figure and his soft, gentle demeanor—mysterious and yet composed, just like the leader of some mega family clan.

"Mr. Heimu, Miss Liu Yan is here!" Yoshiko Yuda respectfully said from behind Heimu.

"Let them in!" Heimu commanded without turning his head, hands clasped behind his back.

"Yes!"

Yoshiko Yuda respectfully departed and soon returned, leading several people into the room.

These people were, of course, Liu Yan and Cai Ying. Naturally, there were also two others carrying Liu Yan’s mother on a stretcher.

"Mr. Heimu, the people have been brought here!" Yoshiko Yuda announced.

"Stand aside for now!"

As the words sounded, Heimu slowly turned around, and Liu Yan and the other person finally got a clear look at him.

They were shocked to their core.

Never had they imagined that the secret owner behind Jintian Corporation would be a teenager of seventeen or eighteen years of age, but the boy radiated an eeriness that was distinctly unsettling, even somewhat frightening.

Furthermore, the youth exuded a calmness and a depth of character far beyond his years, which Liu Yan could see was not an act; the boy made her feel the same way her father did.

"Hello, I am Liu Yan!" she said cautiously and carefully.

"Just call me Heimu," Heimu replied indifferently, as if he was naturally one of few words.

However, his gaze deviated from the norm, lingering on Liu Yan, scrutinizing her with meticulous detail. His deep and serene eyes seemed intent on piercing through her very being.

A chilling aura surged from him, making Liu Yan feel as if she had fallen into an icy cavern, her legs heavy as if lead, her body indescribably uneasy.

Off to the side, Yoshiko Yuda couldn’t help but feel curious; she knew a thing or two about Heimu, the distinguished pupil of Ghost Sword Ghost-faced Shiro, who ordinarily had no interest in women.

Yet today, he was uncharacteristically examining Liu Yan.

Could there be such a beautiful woman?

Heimu was puzzled; in his opinion, celebrities and broadcasters were all filthy, but meeting Liu Yan today felt like discovering a new world, clearly different from the women he had encountered before.

Gradually, a wicked smile curled the corners of Heimu’s mouth, a look of appreciation in his eyes, and he even restrained his formidable aura.

"Mr. Heimu, hello. Didn’t you agree that a Buddhist master would help with the treatment?" Cai Ying, a bit bolder, stepped forward to ask.

"Master Konghai has other arrangements. Leave this matter to me!" Heimu said with a faint glance at Cai Ying.

Cai Ying suddenly felt exposed, a shiver running down her spine.

"But you..." Cai Ying hesitated, her implication being, are you up to the task?

"Hmm?" Heimu hummed, and instantly his electric gaze focused on Cai Ying.

In that moment, Cai Ying felt an urge to collapse, her legs trembling, and she unconsciously lowered her head, somewhat afraid to look directly at Heimu.

"Where is the patient? Let me take a look!" Heimu still had his hands behind his back as he walked straight toward the stretcher.

"Phew!"

Heimu withdrew his gaze, and Cai Ying let out a long sigh of relief, her back already soaked with cold sweat, her shirt clinging to it.

His eyes were truly terrifying, Cai Ying thought apprehensively.