<strong>Capítulo 1408: Chapter 1421</strong>


    “You Ran?” the boss noticed Xia Youran daydreaming and stepped forward to pat her shoulder.


    “I know him,” Xia Youran nodded instinctively, but then felt something was off and quickly corrected herself, “Oh no, I don’t know him.”


    “Do you know him or not?” The boss asked, a bit annoyed.


    Xia Youran silently grumbled inwardly. She never really observed the boss closely, but now seeing him today, she realized their boss dressed up wasn’t any less stylish than those celebrities.


    “Ye Chen, boss, he’s reported on TV and in magazines. I know him, but he doesn’t know me.”


    That was the truth. Although Xia Youran wished Ye Chen would notice her, so she could unt it in front of Lin Lin. That girl would surely treat her like royalty.


    But it was just a thought, merely a thought.


    Xia Youran pouted helplessly, her pitiful look even made the boss feel a tinge of sympathy. She rarely talked much with her, but knew her situation—having to work three jobs daily and choosing cheap meals to save money. Although no one knew why Ye Chen suddenly requested her to handle his task personally, it was unquestionably a golden opportunity. If Xia Youran could satisfy Ye Chen with her service, a generous tip wasn’t out of the question.


    Thinking about this, the boss guided Xia Youran to the most luxurious private room in Liang’an Coffee, her heartbeat intensified with every step. She had never been to the second floor before, let alone knew there was a third.


    “Bo… Boss…” Xia Youran stepped forward to stop, wanting to refuse but didn’t know how to say it without making the boss angry. She was already clumsy; if she inadvertently offended this bigwig, would the boss fire her?


    “Don’t be afraid, just take care of the guests’ coffee in this private room like downstairs.”


    The boss noticed Xia Youran’s nervousness and, before she could say more, stepped forward to knock on the door—she had to take the first step.


    “Mr. Ye, this is Xia Youran, responsible for this private room today. Please feel free to tell her what you need.”


    Ye Chen rarely smiled but nodded to her in acknowledgment.


    As the boss of Liang’an Coffee, reading expressions was a basic skill. From the moment Ye Chen entered, he paused to take several nces at Xia Youran, she knew Ye Chen found her interesting. Who was Ye Chen? A dominant force in business; his stomping could send tremors. Countless morous women surrounded him, asionally favoring a refreshing type was natural.


    The boss patted Xia Youran on the back, gave her a reassuring look, and turned to leave, leaving Xia Youran dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.


    Since she was already here, might as well make the most out of it.


    Xia Youran took a step forward, gently asked, “Hello, I’m Liang’an Coffee’s representative zero…”


    Before she finished, Ye Chen interrupted her.


    “Xia Youran?”


    The low, maic voice carried a hint of huskiness, naturally making Xia Youran pause, looking at Ye Chen in a daze.


    His obsidian-like eyes attracted Xia Youran’s gaze like a vortex. Their eyes met for only three seconds before Xia Youran hurriedly lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed.


    “Take off your sses.”


    Ye Chen chuckled lightly, no longer looking at her but instead flipping through the documents in his hands.


    Xia Youran suddenly felt her scalp tingle. What did this man mean? Her hand instinctively adjusted her sses. They say the more high-quality a man, the more quirks they have; could it be not liking people wearing sses is his kink?


    Even though she’s not genuinely nearsighted, wearing sses saves her from a lot of troublepared to not wearing them.


    “Sir, I’m sorry, I’m nearsighted. Without sses, I can’t see anything.”


    If she can’t see anything, she won’t be able to serve you, so please stow away your quirks and bear with it for now.


    Xia Youran dared not voice these thoughts, fearing an inadvertent offense would lead to dismissal by this living divinity.


    “Are you staying far away because you’re afraid I’ll eat you?”


    Ye Chen nced at her, seemingly dissatisfied with how far she was standing; was she really that afraid of him?


    Xia Youran pursed her lips to express discontent, though somewhat fearful inside, she obediently took a small step forward, “Sir, would you like to order coffee now?”


    “Mm.” Ye Chen replied coldly, ignoring her further, focusing on the contract in his hands—the southernnd parcel he long coveted. Had it not been for sincerity, he wouldn’t havee personally. Resolving peacefully avoids underhanded strategies, but the current situation shows the other party’s cooperative sincerity iscking.


    “…”


    Hearing his response, Xia Youran suppressed her frustration. Based on what she saw if she pursued further questioning, it wouldn’t bode well for her. So, she served the most expensive coffee from the shop, unable to leave without the customer’s permission, she stood by, quietly waiting.


    Time ticked by, Ye Chen’s secretary frequently checked the watch, casting inquisitive nces at Ye Chen, thetter seemingly oblivious, sipping coffee and tapping on theptop. The content inside—market data, was indecipherable to Xia Youran.


    Xia Youran also started watching the clock, already ten minutes over her shift. If she didn’t leave soon, she’d bete for her next job.


    “Miss Xia, you seem anxious to leave?”


    “No,” Xia Youran quickly tucked her phone away; if heined, she’d definitely be out. The first workce prohibition use was no cellphone use!


    “Is Miss Xia heading to her next work ce?”


    Ye Chen was thoroughly familiar with her backstory, but she was unaware. His offhand remark chilled Xia Youran’s spine.


    “I…” She really wanted to say no, fearing if she imed otherwise, he might not let her leave. But saying yes…


    Seeing Ye Chen’s increasingly grave expression, Xia Youran shut her mouth obediently, continuing to stand like a sculpture beside him.


    At this moment, Xia Youran resembled an ant on a hot pan, restless standing.


    After another ten minutes passed, Xia Youran felt her legs growing numb, debating whether to ask permission to leave when the door suddenly swung open, a portly middle-aged man, sweating profusely, huffed and puffed as he entered.


    “Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. My car broke down halfway, I truly apologize…” The man spoke while wiping sweat with a handkerchief, bowing apologetically to Ye Chen.


    His overweight figure, bowing down, made his belly look like a mound of fat. Even though Ye Chen wore a stern expression, he didn’t hold it against him, allowing him to cautiously sit aside.