A world where love reigns supreme? This is truly chaotic!

Shan Yaoning immediately shook her head and said, "No, no, it was a problem with my arrangements..."

Guangchang noticed that Yao Ning seemed to have something she couldn't say, so he asked, "Hmm, is there something you want to say?"

After hearing this, Shan Yaoning nodded and slowly mustered her confidence. The moment she looked up, Guangchang Chen even panicked subconsciously, after all, the sense of déjà vu was too strong.

“Although my sister strictly forbids it, I think... in private, I can still call you brother, brother…” As soon as Shan Yao Ning called him brother, Guang Chen felt his whole body begin to melt.

That's great.

Don't you hate being called that?

Shan Yaoning quickly shook her head and said, "No way!"

"Um... it seems your sister doesn't want you to call me that, as it might create unnecessary misconceptions like those in the book."

Whether or not it's called out is not important; that's the key point.

Hearing this, Shan Yaoning suddenly took two steps forward with renewed courage, getting close to Guang Yunchen, her hands clenched tightly at her sides, and said with unwavering determination, "It's not an illusion! It's definitely not an illusion!"

Natural type is straightforward, and Guangchang can't refute her, because that's how the numbers are displayed.

"Maybe not yet... but! This feeling is unmistakable! It's definitely not an illusion!"

He repeated the important thing three times in a row, which made Guangchang Chen take two steps back in response.

"Okay, okay, I believe you, I believe you, alright?" Guangchang surrendered. He was absolutely certain that Yao Ning would continue to cause trouble in the street, which would eventually attract Shan Yimo's attention.

"Hmm!" Shan Yaoning sniffed and let out a long breath. She finally got to say what was on her mind and felt much better. It seemed that Yaoning hadn't changed at all; she was still the same innocent and lively Yaoning.

"And I also think the pan-fried fish was a bit bland today."

"Right! I think so too."

The conversation lightened up immediately and returned to normal. Shan Yaoning burst out laughing, but after a couple of seconds she realized they were outside, so she restrained herself, smiled with narrowed eyes, and said, "It feels much better to have said what was on my mind. I guess I should head back now."

"Okay, sure." Guangchang watched Yao Ning leave, but Yao Ning had only taken a few steps when she turned back to Guangchang and said, "See you next time, brother."

Guangchang felt elated again. He responded and waved goodbye to Yao Ning. As she crossed the zebra crossing, he watched her back. The 51 points of favorability above her head were particularly eye-catching. This meeting had caused her favorability to skyrocket again, even surpassing that before.

What kind of feelings should this data stream have...?

Just then, Chen Nuanxin finally returned with her purchases, but when Guangchang Chen looked inside the bag, he saw it was full of snacks.

"You said you were going to eat at Tustin, why did you buy so many snacks?"

"Just chewing on it for fun," Chen Nuanxin said just as frankly.

After looking at each other for a couple of seconds, they both burst out laughing at the same time. Then, they shared the snacks and headed towards their destination.

96. Of course, I'd choose you!

……

"Boss, what would you like for lunch? I'll bring you some." Guang Chen stood beside Jiang Xintong with a fawning expression, seemingly smiling, but in reality, he was filled with anxiety. He hadn't been sleeping well for the past few days, and the thought of losing his 30,000 yuan a month would wake him up from his dreams.

"I don't need you to take me, and you're not allowed to talk to me like that again. It's disgusting." A fierce glint flashed in Jiang Xintong's eyes, showing that she hadn't been in a good mood lately. As the saying goes, serving a ruler is like serving a tiger. I don't know what I did to offend her, so I'd better be careful.

"Okay, boss."

"..." Jiang Xintong glared at him again, and Guang Guangchen wisely stood further away. Just as he was about to find a seat, Jiang Xintong's sharp gaze was cast upon him again. Guang Guangchen had no choice but to sit further away, but the situation remained the same. He sat further and further away until he smiled apologetically and slowly closed the classroom door.

"Then, boss, I'll take my leave now."

After the door closed, Guangchang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and saw that Nuanxin was also sneaking around behind the wall, occasionally peeking out of the window to check on the boss's current situation.

"Warm-hearted, so you were here all along?" Guangchang said, squinting his eyes.

Chen Nuanxin nodded heavily, leaned closer, and the two chatted quietly on either side of the door frame. Chen Nuanxin covered her face with one hand and said, "I noticed a couple of days ago that the boss wasn't in a good mood, so he's been coming in rather late."

"I don't know what it's about, Nuanxin, do you have any clue?"

Chen Nuanxin shook her head slightly and said, "I don't know, but what I do know is that we should avoid appearing in front of the boss when she's angry and getting in her way."

"Hmm~" Guang Chen thought about it carefully and realized that it really was true. When the boss was having a lot of bad luck, subordinates should not hang around in front of her.

"What we should do now is..."

"Retreat." Chen Nuanxin had barely uttered those two words when the front door of the classroom suddenly opened, and Jiang Xintong stood in the doorway, looking down at the two people who were chatting with their heads down.

"Can you speak louder about your conspiracy? Do you really think I can't hear you?" Jiang Xintong crossed her arms and lightly tapped her elbows with her fingertips.

Seeing that they had been exposed, Guang Changchen and the other man did not panic much. They straightened up and Guang Changchen sighed and said directly, "So what exactly happened? Miss, you've been unhappy all this time, and we, the two who are paid, are also very uneasy."

Besides being a boss-subordinate relationship, the relationship between the two is more importantly a harmonious friendship. This is the main reason why Guangchang has been able to tolerate Jiang Xintong's bad temper. Of course, the 30,000 yuan a month also accounts for some objective factors.

"Yes, I was worried about you too, boss." Chen Nuanxin also had a sincere expression.

Jiang Xintong was momentarily stunned by Chen Nuanxin's words, but after hearing Nuanxin's words, she suddenly frowned, stepped forward, and poked Chen Nuanxin's shoulder with her right index finger, lowering her voice to say, "I heard someone say that we were going to retreat..."

"Ah..." Chen Nuanxin opened her mouth slightly, letting out a soft, hoarse sound, her body trembling involuntarily.

Hahaha, so heartwarming. You've finally met your match. Your cleverness has backfired.

Guangchang was laughing inside, but he kept his sincerity on his face. Seeing that Nuanxin had been teased by the young lady for a while, and that she was probably about to faint on the spot if he said something like "I'll deduct your salary," Guangchang stepped in to stop her, saying, "Alright, stop teasing Nuanxin. So, can you tell me what happened now?"

Jiang Xintong frowned, her gaze shifted slightly downwards, and she bit her lip, saying, "Let's come in first and talk."

The two then sheepishly went inside. Once the door was closed, the cold air was cut off, and the classroom's heating system kept the three of them warm and cozy.

Guang Guangchen pulled up a chair, and the three of them sat down. Guang Guangchen and Chen Nuanxin brought up the matter again, but Jiang Xintong's single glance was enough to shut them up and make them listen to her story.

"Yan Xingmeng's birthday is at the beginning of next month. What do you think I should get her?"

"Huh? Just for this?" Guangchang was surprised.

"That's just one thing! You answer whatever I ask, are you trying to dock my base salary?!"

"Uh..." Guang Chen and Chen Nuanxin were speechless for a moment. Then Chen Nuanxin suggested, "Since the boss and the president are the type who have everything, instead of giving expensive gifts, let's give something with sentimental value. If the president really considers you a friend, he will definitely cherish such a thing."

Chen Nuanxin's suggestion was exceptionally brilliant, even surprising Guangchang, who wondered if she had picked up the wrong script.

"Hmm, that makes sense. I'll raise your base salary by a thousand next month," Jiang Xintong said indifferently.

"Boss, please move on to the next question." Guangchang suddenly became very serious.

What started as a casual chat instantly turned into a tense standoff. What happened to everyone being friends?

“I’ll think about the gift later. Next is the second thing, which is also about Yan Xingmeng’s birthday party… Guang, Guang Chen! You haven’t accepted her birthday party invitation yet, have you?” Jiang Xintong’s gaze suddenly fell on her, her eyes revealing a hint of complexity.

"No, they haven't contacted me at all."

"Ah That's good."

"If the boss doesn't want me to go, I won't go," Guangchang declared, showing his loyalty.

"Hmm? Who said you can't go? You have to go, but... you can't go as Yan Xingmeng's guest. I'll take you with me, of course." As she said this, Jiang Xintong's expression became awkward, as if she had something difficult to say.

"I wasn't invited by the president, but I can be taken by you, boss. Isn't that a bit too domineering? After all, it's the president's birthday party."

"That's not what I meant. Ugh! It's so annoying. I just mean that a lot of people will receive invitations, but you just can't accept the president's invitation. I'll bring you along."

Guangchang Chen stared blankly at Nuanxin, who was also completely bewildered.

"I heard you, but I didn't understand." Guang Chen's reply made Jiang Xintong's cheeks turn bright red, but thinking that she still needed their help, she tried to calm herself down, looked away, and told the truth, "It's just that every year at Yan Xingmeng's birthday party, there's a little game. The people who receive her invitation first automatically become her teammates, and the people I bring become my teammates. It's that simple..."

"Oh, I see. The competition between the boss and the president is really fierce, they even compete at birthday parties. So, boss, will you also..."

"Right, right, why speculate so much? No matter whose birthday party it is, we have to win the game we're supposed to win! Do you understand?" Jiang Xintong tried to cover up the key point by speaking loudly.

Unfortunately, Chen Nuanxin, who had activated her money-obsessed super-intelligent mode, immediately picked up on the key information. She turned to look at her boss and asked, "So, boss, are you worried that the eldest brother will join the president's camp first? Hmm? Could it be that you haven't invited enough teammates yet?"

The shot hit precisely, and Jiang Xintong trembled, unable to utter a word for a moment.

Haha, we've seen through you! The boss can't invite enough teammates and is worried that the leader's spot will be taken by the guild master first, so he's been in a dilemma.

With the Jiang family's background, they could find any kind of teammates, but those probably weren't Jiang Xintong's friends. This birthday party game, which was like a New Year's tradition, was a way for the two of them to compete against each other since childhood. Neither of them would break the rules, and the real victory was to win while abiding by the rules.

“…How heartwarming! I’ll fine you five thousand next month!” Jiang Xintong said through gritted teeth.

After hearing this, Chen Nuanxin blinked calmly, then slammed her head on the table, unable to get up again.

Only Guangchang Chen can still offer advice. And this prize-winning quiz has such a severe punishment for answering incorrectly!

"Guang, Guang Guangchen, I actually respect your opinion. Whether you choose the president as your teammate or me should be your personal choice. If you're not sincere, even if..."

"Of course I'd choose you, Miss," Guangchang replied without hesitation.

The moment this answer was given, the entire room fell silent. Even Chen Nuanxin, who was slumped over, couldn't help but raise her head and look at her boss with some surprise.

Jiang Xintong remained silent for a long time, her cheeks feeling slightly hot. She had thought Guang Guangchen would at least hesitate, because, because he and Yan Xingmeng were clearly so... Jiang Xintong's mind flashed back to the scene last Sunday when Guang Guangchen and Yan Xingmeng were chatting and laughing as they picked out gifts in the jewelry store...

"Boss?" Chen Nuanxin called out softly.

Jiang Xintong then slowly realized what was happening, blinked repeatedly, and then softly agreed, without saying anything more.

The prize-winning quiz... seems to be over...

That's all for now. Jiang Xintong said she wanted to stay a little longer by herself and asked the two of them to leave first. Guangchang Chen and Chen Nuanxin could only nod and leave first.

After closing the door for the young lady, the two walked back to the classroom. Guang Chen thought there wouldn't be any problems with the birthday party. So that's why she was so conflicted about inviting him and Nuan Xin—because she couldn't invite any other friends. Is this the tsundere way of thinking...?

Guangchang Chen looked up in thought, then turned to look at Nuanxin, only to find her rubbing her chin, deep in thought. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about again?"

"Hmm... I still feel like something's a little off, hmm..."

"Something's off? Where?"

"Boss, didn't you notice that the boss seems a bit annoying today?"

"Hate?"

"Yes, it's about the base salary and deductions that have been brought up many times. In the past, our bosses never seemed to care about these things. What's going on today?"

"Now that you mention it, it seems to be true." Guangchang recalled the events of the past few days. Jiang Xintong did seem to like to bring up deducting money when she was angry. The more she brought it up, the more resistant she became. Now even Nuanxin has noticed it. It seems there really is something that the two of them don't know yet. This is another drawback of being proud and arrogant. They like to keep everything to themselves and not say it out loud.

Hmm? Could it be that Nuanxin has already developed a resistance to Jiang Xintong? Is this game between boss and subordinate going to end here?

Looking at Nuanxin's pensive expression, Guangchang couldn't help but ask, "So what are you thinking, Nuanxin?"

"Hmm..." Chen Nuanxin murmured, then suddenly opened her eyes and said firmly, "We must find the answer to this problem! Boss, let's find the answer together!"

Wow! You're so sweet-hearted!

Guangchang's expression immediately relaxed, a smile appeared on his face, he nodded and said, "Then good luck!"

"come on!"

97. Of course I support the president.

……

With a soft tapping sound, the pen glided across the paper, producing beautiful cursive English letters. Yan Xingmeng's lips curled into a slight smile, the pen tip resting against her cheek. After a moment's thought, her smile deepened, and she continued writing.

On the table were a dozen or so light pink papers and red outer covers. Shan Yimo stood next to Yan Xingmeng, quietly waiting for the president to finish writing the invitations.

This year's birthday party for Yan Xingmeng was exceptionally grand. Hundreds of regular invitations were sent out, but these special invitations were written specifically for companies with which the Yan family had maintained long-term relationships. As a junior member of the family, Yan Xingmeng was already well-liked by these elders, and the fact that she personally wrote the invitations was a sign of respect. There were invitations from both domestic and international companies, and a little over a week was enough time for them to come and attend the birthday party.

"That's all. Please mail them out for me. Thank you, Yi Mo." Yan Xingmeng finished writing, closed her pen, turned around, smiled with narrowed eyes, and handed the last invitation to Shan Yi Mo.

"No, it was nothing, President." Shan Yimo remained calm as she accepted the invitation. There were only about ten of these personally handwritten invitations, all addressed to influential leading companies. Shan Yimo could understand sending them these invitations, but...

Shan Yimo hesitated for a moment, but still asked out of curiosity, "Is that all for the invitation?"

"Okay, that's all for now. What's up?"

Normally, Shan Yimo would never have bothered to explain anything; she would have simply obediently completed the tasks assigned by the president. However, the events of the past two months, and the sight of the president's dejected state, had greatly changed Shan Yimo's mindset.

Shan Yimo's expression grew increasingly serious, and she said in a deep voice, "The regular invitations were all sent out yesterday. Are there any that were missed, President?"

"Nothing."

"...Guang Guangchen...aren't you going to invite him?" Shan Yimo brought up Guang Guangchen for the first time, and this topic made Sun Weizecheng, who was lying on the sofa not far away and yawning, suddenly cast a sleepy glance at her.

What is that scent? When did Shan Yimo start to smell like a human? And why is she bringing up Guang Yuanchen?

Sun Weizecheng immediately sat up, and Yan Xingmeng looked slightly surprised. She then smiled and replied, "No, there's no need to invite him. Someone will bring him here naturally."

Yan Xingmeng had already guessed that even if she didn't invite him, Jiang Xintong would probably bring Guang Changchen over herself. In previous years, the games at their birthday parties had always been a mixed bag, and she hoped that this year would be a little more fun.

"Is the president so sure?"

"Yes, I'm absolutely sure."

“…I still suggest that the president send out an invitation, even if it’s just a regular one.” Shan Yimo made another unexpected statement, which was quite unlike her usual self. Sensing her presence, Sun Weizecheng even moved to the main table, sat backwards in a chair, and said, “What’s wrong? What’s wrong? Our secretary seems unusually different today.”