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"Huh?" Zhang Yan quickly waved her hand, "This... this isn’t appropriate... I can just stay at the hotel with my colleagues."

"What’s inappropriate about it?"

"I..." She lowered her head, unsure of how to refuse.

"Alright then. I’ll reserve a separate room for you with a private bathroom, and we’ll stay together."

Wen Ruan smiled, gently ruffling her shoulder-length hair.

Feeling the strong gentleness of the older sister, Zhang Yan was a bit at a loss.

In the end, she could only nod in agreement.

Immediately, Zhang Yan suddenly summoned the courage to say, "Sister, can I, can I ask you a question?"

"Oh? What question? Go ahead." Wen Ruan raised her eyebrow, her tone still warm and full of laughter.

"Emm..." Zhang Yan hesitated for a long time before saying softly, "...never mind, I was just saying."

Wen Ruan pinched her cheek, "Oh, don’t say that! You’re making me anxious!"

"I... I’d better not say it, it’s nothing really..."

"Come on, talk, you’re leaving me hanging! I won’t be able to sleep tonight if you don’t tell me!"

Zhang Yan looked at her again, ultimately making up her mind.

She lowered her head forcefully, hesitantly asking, "You, you and Tang Song... what exactly is your relationship?"

After asking this question, she felt all the strength leave her body.

Her legs trembled slightly with nervousness.

Her face was practically buried in her chest.

In the bedroom, there was a brief silence.

Wen Ruan was momentarily stunned, then let out a gentle laugh.

She leaned down, close to Zhang Yan’s ear, her voice low and magnetic: "That’s right, just as you thought, similar to you. That’s why I said we’re like family."

Zhang Yan’s mind went blank with a "buzz."

But when this suspicion was so plainly confirmed by Wen Ruan, the impact still made her dizzy.

She finally understood why the high and mighty Chairman Wen treated her so well, so considerately.

Yet, strangely, she felt no envy or fear in her heart.

Just a sense of calm relief.

The main reason, of course, was that impassable mountain in her heart, shining like the sun—Liu Qingning.

In her feelings for Tang Song, she always felt like a despicable thief.

Fearfully treading, worried the "rightful owner" would find out.

She was terrified of Liu Qingning’s inherent radiance, not even daring to imagine facing her head-on.

But now, Wen Ruan’s presence was like a gentle shade.

Giving her a sense of safety in hiding within the shadows.

In the large bedroom, a long silence ensued.

After a long while, Zhang Yan slowly lifted her head from her chaotic thoughts.

Her usually timid almond eyes carried a gentle glow, "Sister Wen Ruan... thank you... for being willing to tell me all this."

Wen Ruan didn’t reply, but gave her a big hug.

...

New York, Manhattan.

Local time, 9:30 AM.

Park Avenue, penthouse duplex apartment.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows were rows of towering skyscrapers.

Secretary Jin, dressed in comfortable white home attire, sat barefoot on the large circular sofa.

She was browsing a report on the latest quarterly ESG holdings of the European Carbon Credit Fund.

Her brown hair draped casually, accentuating her exquisitely beautiful face, making it even more serenely striking.

Beside her was a cup of steaming American coffee.

The entire scene was tranquil, focused, and aesthetically pleasing, like a cool-toned modern oil painting.

"Knock knock knock—"

The sound of gentle knocking was heard.

"Come in."

Shangguan Qiuya stepped in quickly, "Chairman Jin, the matters you arranged before have been handled."

"Miss Wen Ruan’s property in Shen City has begun processing the related paperwork, and the security team is in place. Just now, Chairman Zheng from DJRH also contacted me. The candidate for the new president of Xingyun International Group’s International Business Department has been selected."

She handed over the tablet in her hand. On the screen was a résumé: "Former WPP Group Greater China CEO, with over fifteen years of overseas media group management experience..."

"...Chairman Zheng’s suggestion is that once this person takes office, they can completely take over Xingyun’s overseas acquisitions, allowing Miss Wen Ruan to disengage from the complexities and focus fully on Xuanji Light Realm’s work."

"Mm." Jin Mei smiled and responded indifferently without looking at the résumé.

"Moreover, Assistant Qin has already started making internal personnel adjustments at Qingning Technology. By optimizing project processes, they aim to make Miss Liu Qingning’s work in Qingmi AI a bit easier."

Jin Mei thought for a moment before asking, "What about Xie Shuyu?"

"She attended a private gathering organized by First Finance in Rong City with President Tang..."

Shangguan Qiuya then objectively reported everything that happened in Rong City.

Secretary Jin put down the tablet, her fresh and lively eyebrows slightly furrowed.

She stood up, pacing barefoot on the carpet.

The sunlight streaming through the large floor-to-ceiling window elongated her slender figure.

Her movements were graceful, full of rhythm, yet exuded an invisible pressure.

After a moment, she stopped, suddenly saying, "I remember, Jiang Yourong and Xie Shuyu are quite close, right?"