While speaking, Qing Muye had already returned to the study.
Sitting before his desk, Qing Muye opened his computer. Pei Ying placed some important documents in front of him, and he began to review them.
However, he didn't forget to instruct Pei Ying, "Release the news that I'm back."
"But… you already held a funeral. How should I explain it?" Pei Ying asked, not daring to act on her own.
The man reviewing the documents paused, his cold eyes lifting slightly. "What is the public relations department for?"
He asked back with a slightly cold tone, and Pei Ying immediately nodded, "Yes, Mr. Qing."
"How is the old madam doing now?"
"The old madam's Alzheimer's is getting worse. Aunt Chen has been taking care of her, and she's alright. But…" She hesitated, glancing at Qing Muye, and added, "The old madam often mentions you."
"I understand."
Qing Muye responded, then suddenly frowned and ordered, "You contact Song Ci and arrange some time to accompany Shen Liannuo recently."
"Shen Liannuo? Who is that?" Pei Ying thought carefully, but couldn't recall anyone by that name.
After asking, she noticed Qing Muye's expression darken and immediately lowered her head, "I shouldn't have pried."
His expression turned cold. With just a sharp glance, he continued reviewing the documents. "Remember, do not inquire about anything concerning Shen Liannuo. Also, she is very important; take good care of her. Find a time to transfer Qinxin Residence to her name."
Pei Ying lowered her gaze, pondering. She couldn't understand who Shen Liannuo was to be so highly valued by her boss.
Could it be that he had found a new love?
This was the first time Pei Ying had seen him so earnestly instruct her to take care of another woman.
This thought was confirmed when Pei Ying first met Shen Liannuo.
Two hours later, Pei Ying saw Shen Liannuo at Qinxin Residence. The woman before her wore a red slip dress with a cinched waist. Her thick, dark, waist-length hair was styled in waves. Her skin was luminous, so fair it seemed to glow, and she was strikingly beautiful even without makeup.
Especially her sculpted features, deep-set eyes, long, curled eyelashes, eyebrows like distant mountains, a proud, straight nose, and cherry-pink lips. She was as beautiful as an immortal, like an elf fallen to the mortal realm, exuding an ethereal beauty.
Even Pei Ying, as a woman, was captivated by her beauty.
"Hello, my name is Pei Ying. Mr. Qing sent me here," she said, extending her hand. She felt that it was perfectly reasonable for Qing Muye to have 'changed his affections' and fallen for Shen Liannuo.
Not just any man, but even she found it hard to look away.
"Oh, Master sent you. I thought he had forgotten about me."
Shen Liannuo glanced at Pei Ying's outstretched hand but ignored it. Instead, she carried the bottle of red wine she was holding, turned, and walked back into the living room barefoot, her feet on the cool floor.
Standing in the living room, Pei Ying couldn't help but admire the exquisite and luxurious design of Qinxin Residence.
Qinxin Residence was a villa built by the lake, covering an area of five hundred square meters. In this prime location, this three-story Western-style villa was valued at a staggering one billion.
His generosity was outrageously extravagant.
Pei Ying became even more curious about who Shen Liannuo was to have earned such a lavish expenditure from her boss.
"Mr. Qing said for me to help you familiarize yourself with Lancheng and the local dining and lifestyle," Pei Ying said respectfully to Shen Liannuo as she stood by the sofa. "From now on, I will be responsible for all your needs regarding food, clothing, housing, and transportation."
Shen Liannuo glanced at Pei Ying, frowned, took out her phone, and dialed Qing Muye's number. When he answered, she said, "Hello, what are you doing? Why did you find a woman to take care of me? Tell her to leave quickly. I want a young man to take care of me."