Stand-in Exit, Tycoon Boss Anxious Crazy

Zheng Xuanlin pretended not to see: "I still need to handle your PR, so I can't keep you company."

Then she hurriedly left.

Xiang-Nuan didn't even dare to imagine how Shen Yanshi would react if he saw that comment.

She immediately opened WeChat and sent a message to Assistant Lin.

"Are you managing Shen Group's Instagram? Could you help delete some negative comments?"

Her phone vibrated, and Assistant Lin's reply came back.

"I'm handling it, but now... President Shen has already seen it."

Xiang-Nuan: "???"

How could Yanshi have the time to read comments on the official Instagram account?!

"Someone in the company group chat took a screenshot and shared it, and it accidentally caught President Shen's eye."

Assistant Lin put away his phone, entered with some documents in hand, and said, "President Shen, here's the proposal for the next project."

Yanshi took it and glanced over it, while Assistant Lin sneakily observed his expression, noticing no change in his mood.

He thought to himself, it figures, a billion-dollar project nearly collapsed and President Shen didn't even flinch, just quickly took action to save the day. How could he be bothered by such a trivial matter?

But as Assistant Lin was about to leave, he noticed that Yanshi hadn't turned a page for quite some time...

He stepped out, took out his phone, and sent another message to Xiang-Nuan.

"Take good care of yourself."

Xiang-Nuan: "…"

Her phone suddenly rang, startling her. It was Xia Zehua calling.

The explosive voice on the other end nearly pierced her eardrums.

"I'm dead! Did you see the comments on Shen Group's official Instagram? Yanshi is going to kill me! Xiang-Nuan, you'll help me, right? You'll definitely sort this out, won't you?!"

Xiang-Nuan: "…"

"Xiang-Nuan, say something!"

She took a deep breath: "I'll handle it, don't worry, you won't be implicated."

"Okay! I trust you!"

Today's event was also canceled due to the sudden public opinion crisis.

Zheng Xuanlin was left to deal with the online public opinion, while Xiang-Nuan took an impromptu day off. After some thought, she cautiously sent a message to Yanshi.

"Will you be back tonight? I'll make dinner."

No reply.

She bit her lip, comforting herself, perhaps he was in a meeting.

Xiang-Nuan first returned to Nanchun Bay Community, asked Amy to have her luggage moved back since it hadn't been unpacked yet, and it was just as well to move it back as it was.

She busied herself at home all day, putting everything in its place, her things, Yanshi's things.

Then she ordered groceries online and prepared Yanshi's favorite braised spare ribs.

She glanced at her phone; still no reply from Yanshi.

She fretted, tugging at her hair. Was he really angry?

Pacifying Yanshi seemed to be a constant task for her. In their relationship, she was always at a disadvantage, always having to watch his mood.

She had always been well-behaved, never causing him any trouble, except at the beginning when she wasn't quite aware of his taboos and would occasionally step on a landmine.

Like how he didn't like her meddling in his private affairs, didn't like her wearing perfume, didn't like her applying skincare before sleeping with him.

As she got to know him better, she paid attention to these details, and it had been a long time since she had upset him.

Looking at the chat window with no reply, she thought for a moment and sent another message.

"I bought spare ribs."

The message was accompanied by a picture of the freshly delivered spare ribs.

She put down her phone and got busy in the kitchen.

Whether he would come back to eat or not, she had to prepare the meal, take a photo for him if nothing else, to at least show an apologetic gesture. If he didn't return, she could eat it herself.

It had been a long time since she had cooked, and although she had learned from a young age, she had become too busy to cook.

The few times she had cooked in the past two years seemed to be just to appease Yanshi, and she was a bit rusty and slow.

As she finished preparing the dishes and started cooking the spare ribs, she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.

She turned her head to look and saw Yanshi had returned. Her eyes lit up, and she smiled, "You're back? Dinner will be ready soon."

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Yanshi walked in and noticed that the place had been tidied up, the packed boxes had vanished, and everything had returned to its usual state. Stepping into this familiar space, his mood inexplicably lightened.

He changed into a set of gray and white home clothes and when he reappeared, Xiang-Nuan had already finished cooking.

She served the dishes attentively, prepared his bowl and chopsticks, and cheerfully said, "I made your favorite braised spare ribs. It's been a while since I cooked, see if my skills have gotten rusty?"

Yanshi tasted a piece and said in a flat tone, "Your skills are fine."

Xiang-Nuan beamed with joy.

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Xiang-Nuan's smile froze on her face.