Today, Ye Feimo told her that when Wen Nuan comes looking for him, remember not to stop her; she could come without an appointment. Her keen eyes noticed the wedding ring on Ye Feimo's finger and she understood.
The address, "Young Madam," was actually a tentative one. Zhang Ling hadn't expected Wen Nuang to not object and was shocked. She hadn't thought that the president had actually gotten married. However, as Ye Feimo's chief secretary, she naturally wouldn't spread the word. The secretaries in the office had all seen his wedding ring, and everyone guessed he was married, but they weren't certain, as it had all been so quiet.
Now, Zhang Ling had confirmed it.
Ye Feimo set down his pen, his gaze flicking with a hint of amusement as Wen Nuan twirled with her lunch box and playfully threw him a flirtatious glance, "Does it look good?"
