Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

Lan Yunchen took Yan Na to the presidential suite on the top floor.

We used the private elevator.

Upon arriving at Lan Yunchen's room, Yan Na finally noticed that the room's facilities and decor were completely different from her own room. Having never been to any of the other rooms, she naturally assumed that this was the standard decor of the presidential suite.

Little did they know that this was Lan Yunchen's private room in the hotel, which had been specially decorated and was never used by outsiders.

Lan Yunchen glanced at Yan Na and said, "Please, sit wherever you like."

Yan Na nodded politely and sat down on the sofa. The room was very warm. She took off the coat that Lan Yunchen had draped over her, folded it neatly, and placed it on one side of the sofa. A glass of hot milk was handed to her.

"Warm yourself up, don't catch a cold." Lan Yunchen glanced at the neatly folded clothes out of the corner of his eye.

Indeed, her heart was warmed in an instant. Yan Na took the milk, the warmth of the cup spreading throughout her body through her palm. "Thank you. I'd like to discuss cooperation with you, as well as the price of the equipment."

Lan Yunchen took a sip of warm water, placed the cup on the coffee table, and the two sat in the living room, talking to each other. He got up, took off his coat, and hung it on the back of the sofa. He glanced at Yan Na and said, "Take off your own coat too. It's a bit warm inside. There will be a temperature difference when we go outside, and it's easy to catch a cold."

"Hmm," Yan Na responded calmly, showing she was quite perceptive.

Then Yan Na put down the milk, took off her coat, and habitually folded it up and placed it to one side.

Lan Yunchen stared at her intently. Seeing her pick up the cup, take a sip, and try to put it down, he said, "Finish your milk before we talk. There's no rush."

"Hmm," Yan Na responded, feeling a little awkward during their first negotiation.

A few minutes later, Yan Na put down her cup, and Lan Yunchen handed her a tissue. She looked up, stared at Lan Yunchen for a few seconds, smiled, and generously took the tissue to wipe her lips. "Are you this considerate to everyone?"

"You're the sixth one," Lan Yunchen replied casually, leaning back.

Upon hearing this, Yan Na felt uneasy, a deep sense of loss welling up inside her. Her smile froze slightly, disappearing completely within seconds.

The next second, Lan Yunchen curled his lips into a half-smile, "President Yan, aren't you going to ask if these five are my girlfriends? We've worked together before, aren't you going to care?"

Five of them. They can't all be my own sisters. Why are you asking? Yan Na's tone wasn't exactly friendly or unfriendly, but rather indifferent. "This kind of thing shouldn't be my concern. It should be a matter for your parents."

Lan Yunchen nodded, looking very agreeable. He clasped his hands on his lap and explained to himself, "Hmm, that makes sense. Three of them are family: one is Su Xue, one is Han Guoguo, and you are the sixth."

The initial disappointment gradually faded from her face, replaced by a smile she herself didn't even realize she had. "No wonder your English name is 'Home'."

Lan Yunchen: "That's my dad's English name, not mine."

Lan Chumu values ​​his family above all else; his family is his bottom line, which is why he really likes this English word.

Yan Na felt that the topic was going astray if she continued, "Okay, can we start talking about work now, Mr. Lan?"

He raised his hand to signal her to begin, a gesture that exuded CEO-like aura. How could she have misjudged him? She had clearly felt several times that his aura was similar to Ji Hancheng's, so how could she have been so foolish as to actually believe he was a professor?

"President Yan?"

Lan Yunchen looked at Yan Na, who was staring at him blankly, and called out to her softly with amusement.

After regaining her composure, Yan Na could only speak off-script. The documents were all in the room, but thankfully she had memorized them all. "First, let me talk about our Yan's Hospital. I think..."

During this time, Lan Yunchen paid close attention to Yan Na's feelings, giving feedback from time to time so that Yan Na wouldn't be performing a monologue and could feel that he was listening attentively, not just being perfunctory. When one person is serious, the other person's perfunctory attitude is the most annoying.

During the negotiations, Yan Na was very serious and didn't lose focus for a moment, which gave Lan Yunchen a firsthand experience of Yan Na's usual negotiation style.

Two hours later, after what was also Yan Na's longest negotiation ever, she said nervously, "Mr. Lan, what do you think? Can you make some concessions? The Imperial Hospital only has one main branch, while our Yan Group has many and will continue to open branch hospitals."

After a moment of silence, Lan Yunchen spread his legs, got up to pour hot water, and came back with two cups of warm water in his hands. His slender legs were wrapped in pants, and his tight sweater outlined his perfect body proportions.

Lan Yunchen handed over the water. "Drink some water to soothe your throat. We'll go with the price you said, but the contract will have to be delivered in a few days. The administrative staff haven't started work yet, and I can't call their legal department to work during the Lunar New Year. Would President Yan mind waiting a few days at Lancheng? Let's celebrate our successful collaboration again tomorrow at noon."

Why does it sound so strange that we've successfully collaborated again?

After the negotiations, Yan Na glanced directly at Lan Yunchen several times. Damn, this man is so damn handsome. "Okay, it's only right."

The price we finally negotiated was several percentage points cheaper than in country H. If we go back immediately and don't sign the contract in person, several hours will be wasted, and two days of travel will be for nothing.

Of course, I'll sign the contract before going back. At worst, I'll just treat it as an annual break and give myself a vacation.

Lan Yunchen glanced at Yan Na with a half-smile, then continued to cross his legs. A few minutes later, Yan Na stood up, picked up her clothes from the sofa, and said as she put them on, "I'm leaving now. I'll treat you tomorrow. Contact me by phone."

"it is good."

He didn't stop Yan Na from leaving, having already noticed her discomfort. If one person has nothing to do with the other, then there wouldn't be this discomfort.

However, this unease will disappear after a few days.

Yan Na returned to her room, her heart pounding. She had lost the composure she had displayed during the negotiation. She clutched her chest with one hand and gripped her phone tightly with the other.

He walked blankly to the window, pulled back the curtains, and saw that the snow was still falling. A snowflake drifted outside the window and stuck to the windowpane, like a white paper-cut window decoration, as if telling him something.

A phone chime snapped her out of her reverie. It was a message from Lan Yunchen: "I'm your host. You still owe me that meal. I'll cover your food and lodging while you're in Lan City."

Yan Na felt that things were slipping out of her control, including her own...

Before he could even refuse, the message was already displayed as "typing," but Lan Yunchen's message arrived a step ahead of him: "I hope President Yan will give me a chance to prove myself."

That was a very difficult thing to refuse, and Yan Na wasn't one to be coy: so she shamelessly followed President Lan to have a meal with him.

Lan Yunchen: It's an honor. President Yan is indeed very straightforward.

Just after replying to the message, her father called, "Nana, how are you? If you're not feeling well, come back. I saw that the weather in Lancheng is quite cold, it's even snowing. It hasn't snowed in our capital yet."

Yan Na reported her results truthfully, "Dad, the deal has been settled. The price is even lower than what we paid in H country, but the contract won't be signed for a few days."

"We've reached an agreement, and the price is even lower! Nana, how did you manage to negotiate that?" The stern father asked incredulously, his voice rising several decibels.

"Dad, don't worry, I had a serious talk for two and a half hours, but the company's legal counsel won't be back in a few days."

In fact, Yan Na knew that legal staff could come to work at any time, as long as Lan Yunchen said the word. However, she couldn't bring herself to say it. Lan Yunchen had already made concessions, and she couldn't force the company's employees to come to work and sign contracts for her.

The stern father quickly said, "That's not what I meant. I was just curious why the price was lower than in H country. Did you promise me anything?"

"No, I just made a comparison with him and explained all the situations. He readily agreed."

Now that his daughter had closed the deal, the strict father didn't say much more, but instead said with concern, "Since it will take several more days, why don't you come back first?"

A strict father feels sorry for his child being away from home during the Lunar New Year.

"Dad, I'll stay here for a few days, just to give myself a vacation. By the way, did Mom get angry if I ran away?"

The stern father snorted, "Only now do you think about whether we'll be implicated? Don't worry, we won't. Lan Yunchen saved you, and after you left, he went to Lan City, making your mother extremely happy."

Your mother would love for you to get married in Blue City and then return to the capital, the strict father thought to himself.

Yan Na: Her mother is really resourceful. She even knew that Lan Yunchen had come to Lancheng. I wonder what she would think if she told them that the boss of the equipment company was Lan Yunchen.

Never mind, I'll stop talking about it when I get back.

It would be awkward if her mother came to Blue City in surprise.

"Alright, Dad, I'm hanging up now. I'll be back in a few days. If you have time, try to persuade Mom not to take over the matchmaking duties. If you have nothing to do, practice yoga and watch less of those TV dramas." Seriously, people are watching time-travel dramas.

They are the ones who suffer.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Na continued to stand by the window watching the snow, naturally assuming that Lan Yunchen had indeed come over because of her appointment.

Her gaze was fixed on the window, and another snowflake stuck to the glass. She touched it with her fingertips through the glass, as if she could feel its icy coolness.

She murmured softly, her breath warm against the glass, blurring the snowflakes outside. She wrote three words on the window with her index finger: Lan Yunchen.

What kind of person is this? Sometimes cold, sometimes warm, sometimes unfathomable...?

The next day at noon, Yan Na dressed up specially, wearing an irregular white turtleneck sweater, a black fitted cashmere coat, and a pair of light pink high heels. Her wavy hair was draped over her shoulders, with one side tucked behind her ear, and her tassel earrings swayed naturally.

It gives people a feeling of simplicity and elegance, temperament and femininity, charm and attractiveness.

The Western restaurant at the Blue City Hotel is on the 8th floor. Today's temperature is even lower than yesterday's, and the snowfall is twice as heavy. The roadsides are covered with a thick layer of snow, as if they were covered with a thick blanket.

All the greenery and tree branches are white, making the entire Blue City resemble a white royal city.

It's a beautiful and pristine city.

To make Yan Na feel comfortable, Lan Yunchen didn't book a private room, but rather the main hall, where there were several couples.

Lan Yunchen gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Yan Na to sit down, "Please sit down."

"Thanks."

Lan Yunchen took off his black coat, which was in the same color scheme as the sweater, revealing a white sweater underneath. The two of them looked like they were wearing matching outfits, which made Yan Na subconsciously want to tie her hair up, but when she looked down, her hair was loose.

Noticing her movements, Lan Yunchen asked, "Do you need your hair tied up?"

"No, thank you."

The woman, after dressing up, was indeed beautiful. When the Western food arrived, Lan Yunchen remained as gentlemanly as ever, asking, "Would you like me to help you cut it?"

Yan Na always did things herself if she could, and refused again. However, Lan Yunchen wasn't embarrassed. He picked up a fork and knife and asked, "Does this scene seem familiar?"

This was the second time Lan Yunchen had asked this question. The first time was in the car; Yan Na had a very good memory.