Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!

Several people filed in one after another, with Gan Yuan being the last to enter, standing in a corner of the elevator.

Her face turned towards the front, a professional smile on her lips, her eyes secretly drifted to the corner to observe the man standing right in the center.

Six years had passed, yet he remained the same; it seemed as if heaven had especially doted on that handsome face, leaving not a single trace of the years on it.

Compared to the past, he had become even more reticent and inscrutable, making it even harder for her to see through him.

The man kept his gaze straight ahead and did not spare her even a glance, which, on the contrary, made Gan Yuan feel more at ease—it seemed that he hadn't recognized her, which was for the best.

Indeed, for a man like him, a one-night encounter was nothing to linger on.

Gan Yuan's tense nerves slightly relaxed, yet deep down, she felt a faintly inexplicable emotion stirring within her.

In a blink, they reached the top floor.

President Li personally ushered Huangfu Jue into the guest room. The entire 56th floor had been booked out by him, with no other guests around. Several bodyguards automatically stayed in the corridor, with only two personal bodyguards and two assistants following him into the room.

President Li also sensed Huangfu Jue's temperament and, without unnecessary talk, left Gan Yuan behind and excused himself.

The man walked up to the sofa, the two bodyguards began to check the room, one assistant went to pour him some tea, and the other took the sunglasses he had removed, respectfully stepping aside.

The spring morning sun was just right, the light streaming in from the living room floor-to-ceiling windows casting a bright glow on the man's face, those deep blue eyes like jewels sparkling with the clear azure of a sunlit lake.

The man sitting on the sofa resembled a master's oil painting, exuding a heavy and compelling presence.

Gan Yuan drew in a breath, lowering her eyelashes.

"If Mr. Huangfu doesn't have any other orders..."

"I do,"

the man said sparingly.

Gan Yuan lifted her gaze, looking through the lenses, her eyes meeting his.

He had turned around by then, his back to the light, the color of his blue eyes darkened, as profound as the night sea.

Eyes locked, her heart suddenly tightened, but her mouth maintained polite courtesy.

"Please speak, Mr. Huangfu."

"I need to be able to find you at any time."

The man's tone was imperiously unquestionable, his long jade-like fingers lifted lightly to signal an assistant, and then he got up to walk to the window.

"Miss Gan," the assistant approached, giving her a polite nod, "Please give me your contact information."

This was clearly within her job description, and of course, there was no reason for her to refuse.

Smiling, Gan Yuan produced a business card and handed it over, her demeanor cooled to its usual professional politeness.

"Here is my card, if you need anything at all, please feel free to call me."

Stepping out of the presidential suite and into the elevator, Gan Yuan's heartbeat was still a bit erratic.

Huangfu Jue's sudden appearance was a scenario she had never anticipated.

Just back from a week-long annual leave to continue working, she still didn't know why he was here, but from the current situation, it seemed likely unrelated to her and her son.

As long as he didn't recognize her, this matter would soon pass.

Returning to her office, she inquired with the front desk about Huangfu Jue's booking details and immediately called Zhou Dacheng, the head of security, to carefully arrange the security detail for the 56th floor.

"The secure passageways from the 57th and 55th floors to the 56th must be guarded 24 hours by security personnel, and under no circumstances can we allow any unauthorized individuals to enter the 56th floor."