"Mr. Yu..."

Jiang Yuan opened his mouth, and his expression showed that he had misunderstood.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not asking you to resign and come with a blank job."

After hearing Yu Beichen's words, Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and went out with the documents.

Lin Xiaoyuan Yan also raised his head, a little curious, who should Yu Beichen report his resignation to? It's unlikely that he, a big CEO, wants to let go.

Receiving Lin Yan's curious gaze, Yu Beichen answered her doubts in time.

"It's for you."

When I was eating melons, Xiao Yu had the feeling of being stabbed in the neck with a fork instead of eating the melons.

"Give me?"

Lin Yan's big round eyes were full of confusion. She remembered that she had never said she wanted to leave her job.

Moreover, the employees of Fuyan Jewelry resigned at the Yushi Office. Is this reasonable?

"Yes, you just fill it in here, and then I will ask someone to help you send it to Fuyan."

Yu Beichen's expression was very serious. He was not joking with Lin Yan. She was pregnant and suffered from morning sickness so hard that she should take a good rest at home and not be too tired.

"You are pregnant. You don't need to work. I will support you."

This was a decision that Yu Beichen made after deliberation all morning.

"Mr. Yu, I have no plans to resign."

Lin Yan's tone was a little anxious. She knew that Yu Beichen was a man of his word.

"I guarantee that the child will not be affected at all because of my work. When he is 1 month old, I will take maternity leave."

Working at Fuyan is not only a source of income for Lin Yan, but more importantly, she likes that job very much.

“The place where I work is too far from my home, and the weather is slippery, making commuting unsafe.”

Yu Beichen patiently explained that he actually didn't quite understand why Lin Yan wanted to go to work regardless of rain or shine.

When he passed by the tea room, he would often hear the female employees chatting and talking about when they would be able to live a comfortable life without moving bricks.

"Thank you for your concern. I will take a taxi to work, please don't worry."

Lin Yan's word "please" was accented, which was a bit jarring.

Yu Beichen had never heard Lin Yan speak to him in such a cold tone. Lin Yan was wearing a mask and he couldn't see her expression.

But there was a faint surge of anger in those usually soft eyes.

"I don't feel very well, so I'm going back first."

Lin Yan grabbed the bag and moved too quickly, scraping the cup of warm water on the table.

The water glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Anger began to grow in Lin Yan's heart, and her embarrassed look could always be seen by Yu Beichen.

But Lin Yan couldn't get angry, and Yu Beichen was just worried about the child.

"Yanyan, I'll give it away..."

Before Yu Beichen finished speaking, Lin Yan had already rushed out of the door.

The door suddenly opened. Jiang Yuan, who was about to enter, was frightened out of his wits. He saw a broken cup on the ground through the crack of the door. Jiang Yuan closed the door silently.

It looks like Mr. Yu and his wife had a quarrel, and he can't hit the gun.

Lin Yan's state made Yu Beichen a little confused.

He thought that Lin Yan would be happy by doing this, but it seemed that he was not, and Lin Yan seemed to be angry.

Could it be...he did something wrong?

Clicking on Lao Yu's small conference room, Yu Beichen said something.

I seem to have offended Lin Yan.

Yu Beixing: Which kind? Let’s talk about it.

After typing a few words on his phone, Yu Beichen suddenly felt a little irritable, so he sent a voice message instead.

After listening to this voice, Dr. Gu was the first to stand up.

Gu Yan: The link I sent you is all white. Pregnant women can easily develop fetal gas when they are angry.

Qin Yu: Pregnant women can go to work as long as they do not affect their health. If the company maliciously dismisses pregnant women, please contact me.

Yu Beixing: Brother, it turns out I’m not the only one who feels that your concern is sometimes heavy.

Qiao Naiwen: If I were you, I would chase her out a long time ago. I know you have good intentions, but have you ever thought about it from Lin Yan’s perspective?

Yu Beichen put down his phone and thought about Qiao Naiwen's words, women should understand women better.

Lin Yan’s perspective?

Yu Beichen lowered his eyes and thought. If he knew what Lin Yan was thinking at all times, then he would not have set up this group chat.

Looking around, Yu Beichen glanced at the seat where Lin Yan had just been. Lin Yan had left a notebook behind.

On the cover of the book, there is a quiet starry sky, a dark blue night sky dotted with a few twinkling stars.

Her things are just like her people, and there is a soothing magic in them just by looking at them.

Yu Beichen flipped through Lin Yan's sketchbook, thinking that this was the first time he had seen Lin Yan's design.

He only knew that Lin Yan was a jewelry designer, and he originally wanted her to work at Yu's, but she said she didn't want to make money from him, so she refused.

Opening the book is like opening a window, with gentle and warm wind blowing in from the window.

The sketches on the white paper caught Yu Beichen's eyes.

And next to the sketch of each design, the source, place and time of the design inspiration are marked in small letters.

Some inspirations come from a dead leaf in late autumn, some come from a fleeting thought while waiting for the bus, and some even have the time marked as early in the morning.

It's really not good to behave, and I secretly stayed up late behind his back.

Although they are just simple sketches, Lin Yan's seriousness and...

love.

Suddenly, Yu Beichen seemed to understand why Lin Yan wanted to go to work so much.

She doesn't just work to live, work is just a part of her life.

No wonder Lin Yan, who had always been obedient, lost his temper with him. He was such a fool. Who could he be to deprive others of their love?

The fingertip slides to the latest page, which is an unfinished sketch.

The painting shows a man who is reading a document. Although it is an unfinished profile, it can be seen from his clothes that Lin Yan is painting Yu Beichen.

Recalling how Lin Yan looked like a frightened rabbit just now, Yu Beichen curled his lips. It turned out that she was secretly painting him.

Holding the notebook, Yu Beichen pushed open the door.

As soon as Jiang Yuan saw his boss coming out with the car keys in his hand, he immediately followed him.

"Mr. Yu, where are we going?"

When I usually go out for business negotiations, Jiang Yuan drives.

"I'm going home. If you need anything, call me."

Lin Yan just said that she was going home. If there was no traffic jam at this time, it would be almost there. He had to hurry up.

"Then will you come back this afternoon? I have a contract to sign."

"uncertain."

Yu Beichen pressed the elevator. Whether he could come back depended on whether he could successfully coax his wife.

"Just send the contract online and I'll sign it electronically."

After saying that, Yu Beichen got on the elevator without looking back.

Jiang Yuan looked at the elevator door that was gradually closing and couldn't help but sigh.

Yu's small group chat had something to gossip about again. The overtime maniac, after being late, even left early one afternoon.
Chapter completed!