At eleven in the evening, Beichen Rui returned to the bedroom door, reached out to twist the doorknob, but it didn't open.
He raised an eyebrow.
Without saying much, he turned and went to the guest room.
…
Early the next morning, Beichen Rui took the file to the company, instructing Tong Ma to take good care of Jingxi before he left.
Ye Xinluo arrived at the company, just placed her bag down, when the phone on the desk rang.
"Hello, President's office."
"Come in." Beichen Rui's voice came through.
She hung up the phone and went to the president's office.
Pushing the door open, she saw Beichen Rui sitting in the chair, staring in her direction.
"President, is there something you need from me?"
"Assistant Ye, how long have you been with the company?" Beichen Rui asked blandly.
Ye Xinluo thought for a moment, "About a month or so!"
"Then you know that Jingxi is my son, right."
"Yes." Ye Xinluo nodded. The whole company probably knows this.
