The secretary handed the contract to Ye Mingmei, respectfully reminding her.
"I understand."
Ye Mingmei took the cooperation proposal, her fingers slightly tightened, holding the proposal, and left the office.
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"Miss Ye, this way please." The attendant led Ye Mingmei to the elegant seating.
Upon seeing Bai Zheng seated, Ye Mingmei became entranced again, her gaze firmly locked on the face that haunted her dreams.
She even forgot to sit down, let alone greet him.
"Do I look like someone from Miss Ye's past?" Bai Zheng stood up from his seat, walked around behind Ye Mingmei, and gentlemanly pulled out her chair, gesturing for her to sit.
"..."
Ye Mingmei sat down in a daze, Bai Zheng's masculine aura lingered beneath her nose, carrying a faint medicinal scent, completely different from Yu Xiuzhun's dominating presence.
Ye Mingmei clenched her fist, her nails digging into her palm, keeping her rational.
