Time flies by quickly.

  Yan Feng's life mostly revolves around two pces: the company and home, along with the commute in between.

  Gu Qing still enjoys her long naps every day, and Chen Xi often pesters him to teach her guitar. Feng Yao, however, is the only one who is outrageous.

  He truly can't understand how someone can solemnly promise to change and then make the same mistake the very next day.

  So after that, Yan Feng gave Feng Yao a good scolding, loud enough for the entire office to hear.

  Yet she remained the same, bowing her head and admitting her mistakes with a good attitude, but somehow still repeating them.

  Before, it was no major mistakes, but constant minor ones. Now, it's no minor mistakes, but constant major ones...

  Yan Feng was speechless.

  Fortunately, he has a good temperament; once he gets angry, he doesn't hold grudges. That's why Feng Yao managed to receive more warnings about being fired in half a month than others get in years.

  And yet, she hasn't been fired.

  It's as if this girl is deliberately trying to provoke him!

  But when Yan Feng calmed down and checked carefully, he found that although she still made mistakes, her correction speed was astonishingly fast, and her work efficiency had improved significantly, no, tremendously...

  In the end, he found himself scolding her while giving her bonuses???

  This absurd situation continued until mid-July, just a few days before the art performance at Chen Xi's university.

  At 7 p.m., the man sat at the dining table, working on unfinished tasks while eating.

  Suddenly, a campus card with a university picture was pced in front of him.

  Yan Feng was a bit puzzled, swallowed the food he was chewing, looked up at the young girl opposite him, and asked:

  "Little Xi, why are you giving me this?"

  "It's for the performance," Chen Xi said ftly, but her chopsticks were gripped tightly in her hand. "With this, you can enter the school directly. Don't lose it."

  "Oh... haha, I almost forgot," Yan Feng scratched his head with a smile, then looked at the girl's unfriendly expression and tentatively asked, "Um... when is the performance this year?"

  "Wednesday."

  Chen Xi said, getting up and walking to her room. Before closing the door, she turned back, her eyes fixed on the man, her expression slightly complicated:

  "You... will come to see me perform, right?"

  "Of course!"

  Yan Feng agreed without thinking, a bright and cheerful smile on his face: "Don't worry, I will definitely be there to watch!"

  …………

  The next morning.

  Yan Feng was still in his office revising documents.

  He has always been clear about himself, knowing that he might forget to attend Chen Xi's university performance due to being busy with work, so he deliberately stuck two sticky notes on the corner of his desk, just in case.

  Just then, the door opened, and Feng Yao walked in with her files.

  "Oh, you're here?"

  Yan Feng gnced up and saw it was her, skipping any unnecessary pleasantries.

  After all, after scolding someone for so long, even a stranger becomes familiar...

  "By the way!"

  The man suddenly had an idea and smiled at her: "Little Feng... there's already an Old Feng in the company... let's call you Xiao Yao!"

  "Xiao Yao, help me remember to take a leave on Wednesday. I need to attend a child's art performance."

  Feng Yao was taken aback, nodded, and then quietly pced the files she was holding onto the man's desk: "Brother Feng... this is... what you asked me to do before..."

  "Oh, just leave it there." Yan Feng didn't have time for her, only speaking while staring at the computer screen: "I finished revising the document you sent me yesterday. There's progress, but the typos are a big problem. Go through it carefully again, and if necessary, use some AI tools for document correction. It's better than this."

  Feng Yao nodded.

  The two then maintained their silence.

  Yan Feng was too busy to chat, while she was puzzled and anxious.

  Shouldn't he be scolding her now? Why isn't he?

  She had deliberately made mistakes, being such a troublesome child, deserving of a good scolding and punishment!

  But why...

  The woman slightly raised her head, looking at Yan Feng's focused expression, and couldn't help but swallow.

  Yet he showed no sign of wanting to bme her.

  She was getting anxious.

  Her gaze wandered, and Feng Yao looked at the water cup on Yan Feng's desk, roughly calcuting the angle and distance needed for it to fall...

  "Almost forgot, there's one more thing."

  The man's voice interrupted her forward-leaning action, stopping her in her tracks.

  Is it punishment? No, it's a reward! Feng Yao thought.

  But instead, he leaned back in his chair, rummaged through a drawer, pulled out an envelope, and handed it over.

  Seeing the woman still in a daze, Yan Feng couldn't help but curl his lips, speaking in a slightly annoyed tone: "Take it, what are you standing there for?"

  Feng Yao quickly reached out to take it, just about to ask what it was when he expined:

  "It's your bonus for this month. There was an issue with finance, so it was deposited into my account first. I happened to have some cash here, so I thought I'd distribute it to everyone. Also, when you leave, call Old Liu and Little Wang over; they have some too... Why are you looking at me like that?"

  Noticing something strange in his peripheral vision, Yan Feng frowned and looked up, only to see Feng Yao staring at him with a silly smile, her eyes fixed on him as if she was about to pounce and devour him, sending chills down his spine.

  "Do you... do you have something else?"

  Feng Yao just smiled foolishly, her body gradually leaning closer, pressing against the desk.

  "What... what are you doing!?"

  The woman didn't speak, only extending an arm, using her index finger to rub against the desk, creating a soft rustling sound.

  Yan Feng was frightened, quickly pcing his hands in front of him to block, but the anticipated horror didn't happen. The hand moving towards him changed direction... and nded on the water cup beside him.

  "Brother Feng, your cup spilled," Feng Yao said, her bright and charming eyes fixed on the man, smiling as she asked, "Do you want me to help you clean it up?"

  Following her arm, he saw that the cup on the desk had indeed tipped over at some point. Fortunately, there wasn't much water inside, otherwise, it would have been troublesome if the documents got wet.

  Yan Feng swallowed, quickly suppressing his fear, stood up, and used a tissue to wipe the water while saying:

  "No need, no need, you... you can go back now... remember to call them over..."

  "Okay..." Feng Yao retreated her graceful figure, returning to her previous posture, a smile on her lips, her gaze infatuated:

  "As you wish, Brother Feng..."

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