One day, he will become a true master in the fragrance industry.
At that moment, someone knocked on the door: "President Ling, your wife is here."
"I've said before, there's no need to announce my wife's visits." Ling Can said displeasedly to the secretary.
Secretary Xiao Wang apologized, saying, "That was the lady's intention."
Ling Can furrowed his brows, got up and went around his desk to greet his wife.
"Ah Can."
A beautiful young woman walked in. She was dressed in the most expensive spring haute couture of the season, with a graceful updo, smiling, serene, and lovely.
"Ruo Er, how many times have I told you, the company is just like home, you can come anytime, no need for the formality." Ling Can took her hands and gazed at her gently.
Du Ruo smiled slightly, her appearance bearing a three-fold resemblance to Ye Weining: "I'm afraid of affecting your work."
