klisemfg Chapter 242 Gaffe
Chapter 242 Gaffe
Mrs. Lin and the housekeeper gradually disappeared behind the gate of the villa. Ye Wanqing gently placed the freshly made chrysanthemum jelly and soft glutinous rice cake on an exquisite porcelain plate, then walked into the kitchen and began to stew a pot of fragrant bone and corn silk soup.
In the hot summer, people are always easily disturbed by the heat. A bowl of clear soup is undoubtedly the most thoughtful comfort.
Lin Xuan once casually mentioned that he would come to pick up the carefully restored painting at night. As for whether he would stay for dinner, Ye Wanqing had no definite answer in her mind and could only wait for his decision.
Walking out of the steaming kitchen, Ye Wanqing inadvertently glanced at the watch on her wrist. The hour hand had quietly pointed to half past four.
She had stayed up late the night before because of preparations for the dinner, and coupled with the warm time she had spent with Mrs. Lin today, at this moment, she only felt a slight tiredness coming over her.
Inside the villa, it was so quiet that even time seemed to have stopped. This tranquility made Ye Wanqing's eyelids even heavier.
She gently picked up the phone, and with her fingertips jumping, she sent a short message to Lin Xuan, informing him that the soup was ready. Then she set an alarm to remind him, and with a trace of reluctance, she slowly walked into the bedroom and fell asleep.
As for Lin Xuan, the three-point meeting he mentioned did happen and was not a temporary measure.
He hurried back to the company from Ye Wanqing's place, and the moment he stepped into the building, the clock pointed to 2:55.
When Zhao Yu saw Lin Xuan return on time, he finally felt relieved.
This meeting on future market strategy is of vital importance to the Lin Group. Although Zhao Yu did not dare to disturb Lin Xuan's "private time" easily, he secretly prayed that everything would go well.
The meeting lasted until five in the afternoon. Lin Xuan walked out of the meeting room with a slightly solemn expression.
He unlocked his phone, and Ye Wanqing's message jumped into his eyes. A hint of subtle tenderness flashed in his deep eyes. After a quick reply with his fingertips, the softness on his face disappeared in an instant. When he looked up again, he had regained his usual coldness and composure:
"Zhao Yu, ask the head of the R&D department to come to my office."
Today's meeting focused on the development progress of a new product. The project was launched in late autumn last year, and it has been over nine months now. However, the report just now failed to show any substantial progress.
After investing hundreds of millions of yuan, Lin Xuan got nothing in return. His mood was naturally indescribable.
Seeing this, Zhao Yu's expression became serious: "Okay, Mr. Lin." He acted quickly and notified the relevant personnel in the R&D department to stay on standby and prepare to go to Lin Xuan's office.
The atmosphere in the conference room was already tense. When the heads of the R&D department heard Zhao Yu's summons, their expressions became even uglier. "Secretary Zhao, is Mr. Lin in a bad mood today?"
"Mr. Lin is in a relatively calm mood today." Zhao Yu tried his best to make his tone sound more relaxed, but his inner anxiety was difficult to conceal.
He was also very dissatisfied with the lag in new product development. Although innovation takes time, it was unacceptable that nearly a year had passed without any progress.
Zhao Yu already had a plan in mind. He had heard about the problems within the R&D department a long time ago, but Lin Xuan had been keeping it to himself because he was waiting for the right opportunity and the soul figure who could lead the team out of the predicament.
Two months ago, Lin Xuan personally traveled to Country M and successfully persuaded two top technical experts to agree to return to China in June to join Lin's.
Now that May is drawing to a close, it's time to take action and resolve the R&D department's problems once and for all.
Zhao Yu brought several leaders from the R&D department into Lin Xuan's office. They saw the man in front of the desk with a stern expression. Everyone stood up straight involuntarily, not daring to breathe.
Zhao Yu found an excuse to leave, the door closed gently, and Lin Xuan's low and powerful voice rang out in the office.
There was no doubt that the outdoors was being swept by a strong wind, with a wildness that could not be ignored.
Ye Wanqing slowly woke up from her dream. She tapped the screen with her fingertips and saw Lin Xuan's message. The words between the lines revealed a sense of "you're welcome" as a matter of course: "Then I'll have to trouble my girlfriend."
Doesn't this imply that he is clearly telling her that he will come here to have dinner with her tonight?
A faint smile appeared on Ye Wanqing's lips, with a bit of helplessness and pampering. She stood up and walked to the sink. The moment the cold water touched her face, she felt refreshed.
Then she threw herself into preparing dinner.
Lin Xuan arrived earlier than she expected. Before the clock pointed to half past six, the doorbell rang at an inopportune time, as if urging something.
Ye Wanqing carefully placed the freshly pan-fried chicken breast on the dining table, then hurried downstairs to open the door.
Lin Xuan, who was outside the door, seemed to still have a lingering chill around him, which was completely different from his usual warmth.
She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and asked with some concern: "Is the meeting not going well?"
Lin Xuan's expression was indeed somewhat unhappy, but when he saw Ye Wanqing, all those worries seemed to disappear with the wind, leaving only a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth:
"It's definitely not going smoothly. I hope things will go a little smoother here tonight."
Ye Wanqing gave him a slightly teasing look. Her deep black eyes seemed to see through everything, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"The dishes are not ready yet. There are still two finales."
She originally thought that Lin Xuan would arrive around 6:30, so she cooked slowly. However, she never expected that he would arrive half an hour early, and her dinner was only half ready.
Lin Xuan casually draped his coat on the sofa in the living room, then followed Ye Wanqing into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves naturally, and washed his hands:
"Is there anything I can help with?"
"No need, just help me bring the soup to the table. We can start eating after I finish cooking these two dishes."
In weather like this, it’s okay to let the food cool down a bit. By the time she finishes making the remaining two dishes, the soup should be just the right temperature.
Ye Wanqing quickened her movements, and fifteen minutes later, the last two dishes were completed.
After dinner, the clock quietly pointed to seven o'clock, and the sky outside the window had completely sunk into the night.
Ye Wanqing had just sat down on the sofa when she heard Lin Xuan's low voice ringing in her ears: "Did mother cause you any trouble this afternoon?"
She raised her head and met his eyes: "You and Mrs. Lin asked the same question."
"Oh? How did you answer?" There was a hint of curiosity in his tone.
"Of course I tell the truth." Her answer was concise and clear.
As night fell, the wind seemed to become softer.
Lin Xuan was still thinking about the two paintings he owed Ye Wanqing. After a short rest, he offered to repay the favor by painting. Ye Wanqing had also been interested, and seeing him bring it up, she smiled and led him into the studio.
Lin Xuan thought he would just find a seat and sit down like last time. However, as soon as he sat down, he heard Ye Wanqing's unusual request:
"Can you please take off your shirt?"
Lin Xuan was slightly stunned, and looked at Ye Wanqing with a deep gaze: "Quan, take it off?"
"Yeah." There was a subtle nervousness in Ye Wanqing's voice. Although she had never painted a human body, she felt that it should be acceptable to only expose the upper body.
"Okay." Lin Xuan answered decisively without any hesitation and started to unbutton his shirt.
Ye Wanqing looked at his movements and always felt an indescribable attraction, which made her heart beat faster.
She frowned slightly, trying to focus herself and return her gaze to the drawing paper.
After a while, Lin Xuan's voice rang in his ears: "It's already taken off."
This voice... had a subtle magnetism that made Ye Wanqing's heartstrings tremble slightly.
"Put your clothes on the chair next to you." She tried to make her voice sound calm.
"Yeah." Lin Xuan responded and followed her instructions.
The studio was silent. Ye Wanqing said, "Please sit wherever you like," and then immersed herself in her own world.
This was her first attempt at painting a half-naked figure, and the model was Lin Xuan, which made her distracted several times, and the time the brush stayed on the paper became exceptionally long.
Speaking of which, this was not the first time she had seen Lin Xuan's upper body, but observing him so closely and carefully was an unprecedented experience.
Lin Xuan's muscle lines are smooth and charming, perfectly interpreting the essence of "thin when dressed, muscular when undressed".
This was her first attempt at painting a human body. Although her skills were rusty, she still managed to complete the work in more than two hours.
After finishing the painting, Ye Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm done, you can put on your clothes."
"Can I take a look?" Lin Xuan picked up the shirt beside him and put it on, then walked to Ye Wanqing with a hint of anticipation in his tone.
Ye Wanqing generously showed him her work and let him observe it carefully.
Lin Xuan was standing behind her, with the buttons of his shirt casually open. He leaned forward slightly, and Ye Wanqing could clearly smell the unique masculine scent on him.
"This is my first time drawing a human body, so I do have a lot of shortcomings." Ye Wanqing's voice was a little humble.
"It's already very good." Lin Xuan commented seriously, and then continued to button his clothes, but stopped after buttoning the second to last button.
Ye Wanqing glanced back at him, her gaze landing on his prominent Adam's apple. Her heart trembled slightly, realizing her own misconduct...