The engagement was with the younger brother, but I've fallen for the older brother.

Monday morning at 8:00 AM, Yu'an headquarters.

Si Yimian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the 29th floor, looking down at the traffic flowing like ants.

The joint R&D center occupies three floors.

Her office was small, but it faced south and had excellent natural light.

She sat down in the leather chair, turned halfway around, took a picture, and sent it to Ruan Qiutang.

[Mom, your daughter has officially started working.]

Ruan Qiutang replied instantly: 【Keep it up, Mianmian! I'll have Auntie make you some nourishing soup tonight.】

Si Yimian replied with a kiss emoji, her eyes crinkling.

I had just put down my phone when there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The man who entered was a young man with a clean-cut appearance and a decent face.

"Hello, Ms. Si. I am Song Yilang, Mr. He's special assistant."

He walked in and introduced himself in a businesslike manner.

"He's responsible for coordinating with you on the Yu'an side of the work."

Si Yimian stood up and reached out her hand.

"Hello, Assistant Song. Thank you for making this special trip."

Song Yilang was slightly taken aback, then raised his hand and shook it.

This second young lady of the Si family, the legendary dull and timid nobody, is quite different from what he imagined.

He withdrew his hand and began to give instructions.

Song Yilang explained all the precautions in a clear and organized manner.

After saying that, he looked up at Si Yimian and mentally gave this new second young lady of the Si family a high score.

He's not pretentious, doesn't put on airs, and has a clear head.

"That's roughly the process. You've been granted access. Feel free to contact me if you have any questions."

"President He is very busy, so please do not disturb him unless absolutely necessary."

Si Yimian smiled but didn't reply.

Whether it's necessary or not, that's her decision.

Song Yilang pulled out another form.

"These are the materials for today's joint meeting at 10 o'clock. Please familiarize yourself with them beforehand."

"General Manager He said that since this is your first time attending the meeting, you can just listen and don't need to speak."

After Song Yilang finished speaking, he asked her, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

"Not at the moment."

Song Yilang nodded and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Si Yimian pulled out a delicate little potted plant from under the table.

The terracotta pot is a Morandi pink, and a succulent plant called Peach Egg is growing inside.

The leaves are round and pink, like clusters of mini buttocks.

"Please have Assistant Song deliver this to President He."

Song Yilang was taken aback.

"This is?"

"On my first day reporting for duty, I brought a small gift for General Manager He as a token of my respect."

Song Yilang was silent for two seconds.

In Boss He's office, besides medical equipment and medical books, there wasn't even a potted plant.

Would he accept such a cute little thing?

"Boss He doesn't really like flowers and plants."

Si Yimian replied with a smile, "It's okay, he'll like it."

Song Yilang carried the succulent away.

I feel like something's not right, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

……

Song Yilang stood at the door of He Sichen's office, glancing down at the pink succulent in his hand.

Can Crane keep this thing?

He knocked on the door of He Sichen's office.

"General Manager He."

He Sichen was looking at documents when he heard the sound and looked up.

Song Yilang handed the succulent in his hand forward.

"It was given to you by Miss Si as a gift to express her respect."

He Sichen's gaze fell on the small ceramic basin.

The succulents are round and pink, huddled together in a pile.

He remained silent for three seconds.

"What else did she say she didn't?"

Song Yilang: "No."

Where is she?

"In my own office."

He Sichen looked away and continued reading the documents.

"Just put it there."

Song Yilang was stunned.

They just let them go?

They didn't ask me to return it?

He tactfully withdrew and closed the door behind him.

He Sichen stared at the document without reading a single word.

He looked up at the succulent plant in the corner of the table.

The pink terracotta pot and the round, plump leaves are so cute and adorable.

Like that person, Si Yimian.

He reached out and moved the basin closer to himself.

Then I took out my phone and snapped a picture.

I felt silly after taking the picture, so I deleted it.

After deleting it, I felt it was a pity, so I took another picture.

My phone suddenly vibrated, and a WeChat notification popped up.

The Great Demon King has requested to add you as a friend.

The image is of a fluffy little sheep, tilting its head and with round, bright eyes.

Note: Hello Dr. He, this is Si Yimian.

The Great Demon King, the Little Sheep.

The contrast between his nickname and profile picture made his brow twitch slightly.

He hovered his finger over the screen, but didn't click "accept".

Let it cool off a little longer; don't be too eager.

A few minutes later, he approved the application and then placed his phone face down on the table.

Take a look at it after a minute.

No new messages.

Three minutes, then flip it over.

There's still nothing there.

He Sichen tossed his phone aside.

What exactly is he expecting?

……

Si Yimian didn't see the approval message until twenty minutes later.

There was nothing he could do; no sooner had Song Yilang left than emails started flooding in.

After she finished replying to each message, she opened WeChat and found the name He Sichen quietly sitting in her contact list.

It passed, but no one said anything.

Si Yimian opened the chat box and edited a message.

【Dr. Crane, are you selling?】

After sending the message, she put down her phone, picked up her cup, and took a sip of water.

Three seconds later, the phone vibrated.

He Sichen: [?]

Si Yimian stared at the question mark for two seconds, then suddenly realized what she had sent.

She chuckled and leaned back in her chair.

They've made a fortune!

Why did I send out my true feelings?

This move has its own ideas.

She cleared her throat, sat up straight, and started typing again.

【Are you there?】

[I made a mistake earlier.]

Did you receive your succulents?

He replied: 【Received.】

A few seconds later, Si Yimian replied with several messages.

【Dr. Nahe, please take good care of yourself.】

[It's called Peach Egg, and it's quite delicate. If you take good care of it, it will turn a peach-pink color.]

If you don't take good care of it, it will turn green.

Just like a human being.

He Sichen stared at the message and suddenly smiled.

This young lady, even when giving away succulents, manages to slip in her own agenda.

Why did you give it to me?

Si Yimian looked at the message and her eyes crinkled into a smile.

[Let's build a good relationship.]

From now on, if you're going to work for Dr. He, you'll have to prove your loyalty first.

She speaks with great eloquence.

He Sichen laughed in exasperation and abruptly changed the subject.

The meeting starts at 10 AM, don't be late.

The Great Demon King: [Received, Boss He.]

He Sichen put down his phone, but his gaze couldn't help but drift towards the bowl of peach eggs.

After a while, he reached out and moved the ceramic pot to a place where there was more sunlight.

Then, open a webpage and search for "How to care for succulents?"