The Rest Of My Life Is For You

He felt that he was being flirted with… How should he react to this?

Just when Yu Yuehan raised his hand up and was about to hug her, she suddenly lifted her head up from his embrace.

The next second, she seemed to have thought of something. As she retreated a step backward, she grabbed his arm with both her hands.

"Oh yes, I forgot that you don't understand Italian that well. I told Mr. Lombardi just now that you were very concerned about him too."

"…"

"Mr. Lombardi wanted me to thank you on his behalf!" Just like a kid waiting for a compliment, Nian Xiaomu faced upward and looked at him.

Yu Yuehan's gaze flickered when he heard her mention Italian all of a sudden.

A look filled with his guilty conscience flashed past his eyes as he replied a "hmm" softly.

The look in his eyes turned complicated when his gaze landed upon her hands that were holding his arm tightly.

What she had said was wrong.

He was concerned about her, not Lombardi.

"Nian Xiaomu…"

"Oh yes, I must quickly inform the other about this great news!" Nian Xiaomu released her grip on him. Just when she was about to turn around, she heard his voice and shot him a glance.

"Young Master, what did you say just now?"

Yu Yuehan: "…"

To his surprise, he had a moment where he forgot what he wanted to say when he met her animated eyes.

In fact, he simply wanted to ensure that she was the one who was standing in front of him when he called out her name just now.

This was a very weird feeling.

His heart wavered.

Realizing that he was lost in his thoughts, he knitted his eyebrows and said indifferently, "Nothing."

Nian Xiaomu was still in an elated mood and did not take his reaction to heart. Turning around, she ran away when she saw that he was fine.

As Yu Yuehan stared at the view of her back, he lifted his long fingers and stroked the area where she had grabbed just now.

The warmth of her touch seemed to be lingering there.

Whenever she was beside him, she would definitely stay as far away from him as possible. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to get close to him.

It was just that she had fled after flirting… again…

-

The next day.

The moment Nian Xiaomu arrived at the corporate office, Wen Yadai summoned her into her office.

"Sit down, Supervisor Nian." Wen Yadai was the only one in the office since her secretary had not arrived yet.

She personally made a cup of coffee for Nian Xiaomu and placed it in front of her.

With an expression filled with admiration, she smiled and said, "I heard that you managed to contact Mr. Lombardi yesterday and even arranged to have the design draft submitted to us by today, right?"

Nian Xiaomu took the coffee from her and said, "Thank you, Manager Wen."

"You're welcome." Wen Yadai walked back to her seat and sat down. Placing both her hands on the table, Wen Yadai lifted her chin up lightly and asked her about the process.

Nian Xiaomu did not hide anything either and relayed the entire course of the incident.

She merely omitted the part where Yu Yuehan extended his helping hand to her, only saying that it was a friend who had helped her contact Lombardi.

"That's wonderful if that's the case!" Just like the others, Wen Yadai had a happy reaction as well. Reaching out, she grabbed Nian Xiaomu's hand and said, "It's all thanks to you this time around that we were able to contact Lombardi in time."

"…"

"Oh yes, since Mr. Lombardi said that he would mail the design draft to you personally, you don't need to show it to me again. Just send it to the colleagues in the design department directly and coordinate with them to prepare for the press conference tomorrow."

As Wen Yadai spoke, she placed a business card in front of Nian Xiaomu.

"The business email of the manager of the design department is written here, so you can contact him directly."

Time was pressing.

The design department was scheduled to host the press conference tomorrow afternoon and to reveal the results of the collaborative design to the world.

One less segment meant more time for preparation.

Wen Yadai's suggestion made sense after all.

"Okay."

As Nian Xiaomu reached out to retrieve the business card in front of her, she took a glance at it before she turned around and left in a haste.