"President Ye, what are you..." In the corridor of Tianyun International's top floor, a female employee recognized Ye Huan. She saw Ye Huan peering "slyly" into the Vice President's office through the peephole and was quite puzzled.
Ye Huan's expression turned urgent. He turned around and placed his index finger on his lips, making a "quiet" gesture: "Shh!"
The female employee, though puzzled, walked away.
Ye Huan turned his head back once more, peeking through the peephole into the office, and saw the figure still lying on the sofa, breathing a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, there was no noise.
On the way to Tianyun International, Brother Huan was pondering how to give Zhang Huimin a little surprise.
Still haven't figured it out, hence the hesitance to enter!
If Zhang Huimin had heard any commotion and came out to see Brother Huan, wouldn't all his thinking have been for nothing?
At this moment, Ye Huan's heart was itching badly.
