"Do you have any comments on your current office environment?" Ling Mofeng also ate slowly. "No, the environment is very good, high-end atmosphere!" Lan Yanxi replied with a smile.

Ling Mofeng couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled: "You, the eldest lady of the Lan family, are really not picky!"

"I wasn't picky at first, and besides, I'm not qualified to pick now!" Thinking of her situation in Lan's house, Lan Yanxi became frustrated like a discouraged ball.

"Don't worry, your two uncles won't dare to attack you if your grandfather is still alive!" Ling Mofeng comforted her.

"So I look forward to my grandfather's long life every day!" Lan Yanxi laughed at herself.

"Besides your grandpa, don't you still have me?" Ling Mofeng didn't want to see the sad expression on her brows, so he said this sentence, but when he said it, he was startled first.

Lan Yanxi was also stunned, and looked up at him: "Ling Mofeng, grandpa said you are a very good person, I still don't believe it, it seems that he didn't lie to me, he really found me a good man!"

"Cough... let's eat!" Ling Mofeng, who was issued a good person card for the first time, suddenly felt blushing. He thought he was not bad, but he was not good enough to be praised. This woman was still too naive to believe his grandfather's words just like that.

Seeing him lowering his head, Lan Yanxi stared at him with her eyes: "Why are you blushing? It's not because I was infected, you also have a cold."

"No!" Ling Mofeng had just answered two words, a small hand reached out and stuck it on his plump and smooth forehead.

"It's a little hot!" Lan Yanxi looked worried.

Ling Mofeng quickly took away her restless little hand: "I'm fine, you can eat quickly."

Lan Yanxi bowed his head and laughed twice: "If it's not a cold, then it must be shy."

"Lan Yanxi, didn't your grandfather teach you not to speak when eating or sleeping?" Ling Mofeng's mind was broken by her, his handsome face sank, and he scolded her severely.

"Are you kidding me? Why are you so serious?" Lan Yanxi protested by sticking out her pink tongue. Ling Mofeng was so angry with her that he lost his temper. It was obvious that she was too noisy, but now it seemed that he was too strict.

After dinner, Ling Mofeng went to his study to deal with affairs because of something. Lan Yanxi lay on the bed idly, looking at the work process and content. She drew some things she didn't understand, and asked Ling Mofeng for advice later.

After reading it, Lan Yanxi suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly took apart her professional attire, because it was too late to wash, so she only washed the remaining two pieces, and the remaining two pieces will be worn tomorrow.

Inside is a white shirt, a small black suit, a tight one-line skirt underneath, and black stockings. Lan Yanxi simply picked it up and tried it on. She also issued a black windbreaker long coat.

Lan Yanxi was too bored, so she tried on the work clothes at night. After she put it on, she sneaked out of the bedroom and walked towards the brightly lit study.

With her little hands behind her back, she knocked on the door of the study, and Ling Mofeng's voice came: "Come in!"

Lan Yanxi walked in generously. Ling Mofeng raised his eyes and saw that she was wearing professional attire, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

This set of professional attire originally showed the slender and elegant temperament of women. Lan Yanxi has been wearing casual clothes, even if she wears famous brand products every day, but she has never worn such professional attire, and her temperament has completely changed.

"How? Does it look good?" Lan Yanxi turned around in front of him, and finally asked him expectantly: "Is this coat too tight? I want a small size!"

"It's not bad!" It was obvious that he was distracted by seeing it, but Ling Mofeng's evaluation only had three words of avoiding strong.

Lan Yanxi propped his hands on his desk, and laughed at himself: "I know I'm not suitable for this single color, it looks old-fashioned, but I have to wear formal clothes for work, and I can only bear it!"

"No, you look good in this single color. The colorful clothes you wear every day conceal your own temperament!" Ling Mofeng reminded her very seriously.

"Really?" Lan Yanxi was in a slightly decadent mood just now, but she was successfully lit up by his few words. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a smile, and she asked happily: "Then take a photo for me, hurry up, take your mobile phone and send it to me later!"

Ling Mofeng: "..."

Does this woman have to be so narcissistic?

"Please, just take it as a reminder. After all, this is my first work uniform!" Seeing that he was motionless, Lan Yanxi hurriedly begged him with a bitter brow. JrNovels.com