C15 Intentionally Making Things Difficult for Him!

Upon opening the office door, he was immediately struck by an odd scent. It was reminiscent of flowers, yet somehow impure.

The peculiar aroma in the office was almost suffocating. A few steps in, he noticed a woman in business attire standing by a flowerpot.

It was clear that Mu Yanrou had changed her usual style today, but it still wasn't to his liking.

"Yufei, you've finally arrived. I've taken the liberty of watering the office plants for you. I'm not sure how you maintain them usually, but when I arrived, several seemed on the brink of death. Don't worry, though; I've learned the proper techniques and am confident I can revive them."

Mu Yanrou stood next to Ye Yufei, her smile incongruous with the ill-fitting white business suit she wore, not to mention the skirt's excessive shortness.

Hiring a secretary didn't mean she needed to wear such revealing attire during work hours. If word got out, he could only imagine what others would say.

The flimsy skirt barely reached an inch above her knees, just covering her behind.

"Let's not worry about the flowers for now. You should be more concerned with saving your own image. Go change that skirt. I don't require my secretary to dress provocatively for work. From now on, it would be best if you didn't even show your thighs in the office. I have no interest in that."

Ye Yufei made his way to the beverage station and pressed the coffee button, while Mu Yanrou, standing behind him, shot him a resentful look. His demands were excessive.

"But this is the dress code enforced by the company. If I don't comply, I could face a fine."

Mu Yanrou's voice was tense as Ye Yufei picked up the freshly brewed coffee and moved to the window. Her concerns were her own, not his.

"It's up to you. Since you've chosen to be my secretary, you'll follow my directives. If that's not acceptable, feel free to leave Ye's Group. This place isn't a good fit for you anyway, wouldn't you agree, Miss Mu?"

Ye Yufei turned back with a sardonic smile that only fueled Mu Yanrou's silent rage.

This infuriating Ye Yufei was deliberately making her life difficult.

Thankfully, she was well-prepared before her arrival. No matter what Ye Yufei did, Mu Yanrou was determined not to leave.

"I'll go change right now."

Five minutes later...

Mu Yanrou returned in a floor-length dress, a smile gracing her face. However, Ye Yufei knew her too well to be fooled; her true happiness was not reflected in her current expression.

"Yufei, I've specially prepared breakfast for you. There's a selection of Chinese and Western dishes, along with several varieties of Guangdong-style dim sum. Take a look and see what you'd like to eat."

After changing, Mu Yanrou had brought the breakfast she prepared in advance and arranged it meticulously on his desk from one end to the other.

Unfortunately, Ye Yufei had no interest in these offerings. He wouldn't consider having breakfast from Mu Yanrou.

"You're my secretary. Unless I specifically ask for something, I expect you not to engage in these extraneous activities. Later, go and accept your penalty—a deduction of one thousand yuan."

He sipped his coffee, not even glancing at the spread of breakfast items. Mu Yanrou gasped, puzzled by Ye Yufei's harsh treatment and wondering how they could possibly continue to work together.

Mu Yanrou trembled with anger, looking at Ye Yufei and feeling the sting of losing control over him. He was like a kite slipping from her grasp, flying away on its own accord.

She realized she had lost her influence over Ye Yufei; he was following his own path now.

It was evident that he was resolute in severing ties with the Mu family. The Ye family could survive without the Mu's, but the reverse was not true—they needed the Ye family's protection.

Lately, Mu's Group had seen an influx of new business partners, and their turnover had skyrocketed, doubling the previous year's annual revenue.

The leap was beyond their wildest expectations, with the Night Group bringing in benefits that far surpassed what was visible on the surface.

Mu Yanrou stared blankly at the man before her, feeling a sobering realization dawn upon her. Perhaps the affection they once shared had long since transformed, and her realization had come too late.

"Can't you be a little less harsh? After all, we've shared something special. Even if you disregard our current relationship, you should at least acknowledge the beautiful moments we once had together."

Mu Yanrou gazed at him with a pitiful expression, but Ye Yufei was not swayed. If it was all in the past, why dredge it up now? They both should let bygones be bygones.

"Forget about the past. You're with Chu Yunfei now, and I wish you both happiness. Please refrain from discussing personal matters during work hours, or I'll have to impose further fines."

Ye Yufei's expression was stern, showing no interest in further dialogue with her. It seemed the Mu family members had a knack for playing the sympathy card—first Mu Xun, now Mu Yanrou. Was this an inherited trait?

"Yufei, I don't know what I can do to convince you there's nothing between Chu Yunfei and me. How could I possibly be with him? You're the only one on my mind. In fact, at my grandfather's birthday celebration, I half-expected you to propose."

Mu Yanrou's insincerity was palpable; it was clear to anyone that such a scenario was out of the question in their lives.

Ye Yufei sought a woman with spirit and complexity, certainly not a spoiled and haughty miss like her, who had no notable skills but a plethora of bad habits.

"Enough. Please leave now. Organize all the documents in the office and bring them to mine before the end of the workday. And don't touch anything else in the office."

Ye Yufei issued the warning pointedly, to prevent her from acting as if she owned the Night Group while in the office.

He might overlook such behavior in others, but not in Mu Yanrou. Without a taste of hardship here, she was unlikely to leave Ye's Group anytime soon.

Mu Yanrou was about to respond when a phone on the desk suddenly rang.

"Chen Xue?"

Ye Yufei's brow furrowed in confusion. Chen Xue seldom called him; could there be a problem?

With these thoughts, he quickly answered the call.

"What's the matter? Why are you reaching out all of a sudden?"

Ye Yufei was taken aback. He discreetly turned up the phone's volume, ensuring that Mu Yanrou could overhear the conversation.

"I've run into a bit of trouble at school, and I can't handle it on my own. Could you come over and help me sort it out?"

There was a moment of hesitation from Chen Xue on the other end of the line. Ye Yufei grabbed his jacket from the hook behind him, ready to dash out the door. The clamor in the background of the call only heightened his concern.