Yun Ya chuckled, "No problem, just wait a minute." The staff member didn’t understand her meaning, did Secretary Yam really recognize her? Yun Ya stood there calmly, but actually it was not even a minute, around forty seconds, when the elevator door opened, and a young man with nearsighted glasses ran out of the elevator. He seemed to be in a hurry, breathing slightly, but when he saw Yun Ya, he immediately hurried over. "Miss Ji, I’m sorry to have kept you waiting. I was just too busy and got confused. Please don’t take my earlier words to heart," he said, bowing and scraping more than he would in front of the president. Updates are released by novel⁂fire.net The receptionist was dumbfounded by this scene. What was the relationship between Ji Yunya and the president? Yun Ya nodded with a smile, "Thank you for the trouble." Secretary Yam quickly waved his hand, "Not at all, not at all." Leading Yun Ya toward the elevator, he took a couple of steps, then turned back to whisper a warning to the receptionist, "Don’t go spouting nonsense outside, got it?" The receptionist nodded blankly, and Secretary Yam, satisfied with a smile, quickly followed Ji Yunya, "Miss Ji, President Qin is in the middle of an important meeting. You can wait in his office. It should be over in about twenty minutes." Yun Ya agreed with a nod, "Alright." Qin Du’s office was very large, clean and tidy, with floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the entire cityscape, giving a sense of expansiveness. This was Yun Ya’s first visit to Qin Du’s office; she had not informed Qin Du beforehand, so he was unaware of her arrival. On the office desk, two photos were placed, one on each side. One was a photo of him with Qin Zhuan, and the other... Yun Ya narrowed her eyes slightly. It was a solo photo of her, taken on her and Miaomiao’s thirteenth birthday. She wore a paper crown on her head and held a cake in her hands. Her face was adorned with a few drops of cream, and her smile was brilliant in front of the camera. "Miss Ji, may I ask if you’d like something to drink?" Secretary Yam asked from the doorway, noticing Ji Yunya’s gaze on the photo before looking away. As Qin Du’s secretary, he had some understanding of Qin Du’s thoughts. This photo had been placed there since his first day at work. Although the features were somewhat youthful, it was highly recognizable—he realized who it was immediately. That’s why upon hearing the name Ji Yunya, he had hastily run down. But why did President Qin want to oppose Yun’s? On one hand, he admired the young lady of Yun’s, and on the other, he had set a trap for Yun’s. It was a contradiction that he just couldn’t wrap his head around. Yun Ya diverted her gaze and said calmly, "Just plain water is fine." Soon, Secretary Yam brought over a cup of plain water and set it on the coffee table. Yun Ya sat on the sofa, absentmindedly picking up a financial magazine. The cover featured Yun Shen. Feeling slightly irritated, she tossed the magazine aside. "Miss Ji, if you’re bored, may I get you an iPad? Would you like to watch a movie to pass the time?" Secretary Yam tentatively asked. Yun Ya raised her hand to massage her temples, "Leave me alone for a while, you may go down." Secretary Yam turned and left the office, carefully closing the door behind him. Leaning back on the sofa, Yun Ya gently closed her eyes, feeling a bit more at peace here. Having not slept well the previous night, she now felt a wave of drowsiness enveloping her, and she began to feel sleepy. Suddenly, her phone rang, jerking Yun Ya fully awake. She pulled out her phone and her pupils shrank when she saw the caller ID. She pursed her lips, hung up the phone with a sense of annoyance, and switched it off. The caller, undeterred, tried again, but Yun Ya tossed her phone aside, listening to the ringtones repeat, hugging her knees on the sofa, and coldly staring at the screen that went black and then lit up again and again. Finally, the ringing stopped, and when there was no sound for a minute, a sense of loss welled up within her, and she thought bitterly, "No sincerity." As if responding to her thoughts, the phone rang again, this time with an air of persistence that Yun Ya wouldn’t give up until she answered. After hesitating for a long time, she slowly reached out her hand and pressed the answer button, just as the door to the office was pushed open from the outside. "Yaya, why didn’t you tell me before you came?" Qin Du walked in, his warm and handsome face lit up with surprise, his clear voice resonating distinctly. Yun Ya’s hand jerked, and upon hearing the endearment "Yaya" suddenly go silent inside, she instinctively hung up the phone and turned it off. Qin Du frowned, "What’s wrong?" Yun Ya sat up slowly, casually brushing away the stray hair at her temples, and said with a smile, "It’s nothing, just a nuisance call." Regaining his smile, Qin Du walked towards his desk, sat down, and skillfully started up his computer, "Let me just finish up one last thing, and then we’ll go to eat."