Dear Commander-in-Chief

Because of the soul exchange last time, Xiao Ning had instructed Fu Qingyun to try his best to contact her by email and not text her.

Fu Qingyun remembered it in his heart and really only contacted her by email.

Xiao Ning liked this "Little civil servant"who was so serious and cute again.

If a man who had been liked by her could arrange his seats as clearly as the Little Red Garden in kindergarten, then Fu Qingyun's seat would undoubtedly be the first by a long way.

Xiao Ning opened the email happily.

"Miss Ning Ning, I've found Zheng Shaogang's case file for you. There's a piece of news that I have to tell you. The prosecution lawyer who was in charge of this case back then, the lawyer who helped Kelly in her lawsuit, is..."

Xiao Ning was stunned when she saw the glaring name on the email.

How could it be?

How could it be such a coincidence?

It was not a coincidence!

= = =

Bai Yeyuan was on a short trip this time and would be back in two days.

Ye Yi felt that he was eager to return home. Many of the decisions he made at work were not as serious as before. Instead, he only made decisions based on principles and delegated a lot of authority to his subordinates.

Did the president's style of doing things suddenly change?

Or..

Ye Yi watched as a certain man returned to the Bai Corporation. Instead of greeting the old madam, he went straight to Xiao Ning's room in the Little Red Mansion. He immediately understood.

He gossiped to ye si, "Do you think the President can get married to Miss Ning?"

Ye Si, who had a cold expression on his face, said expressionlessly, "We don't have to worry about that. You'd better stay out of it."

Ye Yi:"..."

Didn't he have a strong desire to marry for the president.

Hmph, Ye Si, who had never been in a relationship before, didn't know that the president had been on a business trip for the past two days. He had specially arranged for him to go to the bookstore and buy a comparative study on the relationship between pregnant women's emotions and environmental factors.

Alright, the title of the book was too difficult to pronounce.

He looked at it carefully and concluded that it was a manual on how men can make pregnant women happy.

If the president valued Miss Ning's happiness so much, were they still far from achieving success?

Status, blood ties, and status differences were nothing!

At this moment.

Bai Yeyuan was practicing the essence he had learned from the "Manual for men to make pregnant women happy".

As soon as he entered, he did not hold Xiao Ning's hand as usual. Instead, he hugged her gently from behind. "Did you miss me?"

Xiao Ning was studying the case file when she was surprised by his hug.

She quickly closed the book and put the case file inside. After putting on a disguise, she answered him carefully, "I. . . Didn't..."

She did not hear what he asked either. But usually, when he came back, he would ask her, "Little Thing, did you run around when I wasn't around?"

Therefore, this answer should be foolproof.

Who knew that Bai Yeyuan's movements would slow down, and his expression became complicated. "Didn't think about it? Then why did I sneeze the night before yesterday? and sneeze three times last night?"

The book said that if you told a girl that the number of times you sneezed corresponded to "Thinking about it, scolding it, and thinking about it,"the girl would be very happy, and in her heart, she would silently translate it into the meaning of each sneeze, then, she would feel that the man was very thoughtful.

This trick would always make the little thing feel sweet and happy, right?

Who would have thought..

After hearing the number of sneezes Bai Yeyuan sneezed, Xiao Ning frowned immediately and looked at Bai Yeyuan in surprise. "Little uncle, did you have a fever or a cold?"

Bai yeyuan asked, "What did you say?"

Xiao Ning mumbled, "I sneezed so many times. Is it really not a fever or a cold?"

As she spoke, her small hand reached out to Bai Yeyuan's forehead.

Bai Yeyuan endured it again and again, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

What kind of lousy book did ye Yi buy!

Could his woman's brain be the same as those vulgar cosmetics?