Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

Lin Chuan nodded silently, "OK, let the fish swim for a while."

Indeed, Yu Qin had chosen to take advantage of Hao and Hou to make a move against Xinxin. Their point of entry was likely the copyright issue of "I Am Not the Medicine God."

Thinking that, Lin Chuan immediately made a phone call to Xinxin.

*Ring Ring Ring—*

"Xinxin, where are you?" the phone connected, Lin Chuan asked.

"I'm at the office, chairman, you're up early." Little Landlady's voice carried a hint of joy, and Lin Chuan could imagine her beautiful face lit up with a captivating smile.

Lin Chuan then said, "There's a situation, wait for me in the office, don't respond to any messages."

720 Company, Chairman's Office.

Little Landlady sat in Lin Chuan's seat, phone in hand, looking slightly stunned, but since it was Lin Chuan who spoke, she didn't ask why and simply replied, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone.

Little Landlady pouted and muttered, "There couldn't be another situation so soon, could there? We've just had a break."

That morning, Xia Qingqing arrived at 720 Company with colleagues, meticulously investigating Karl's situation, and Little Landlady had been secretly relieved that such people lurked close by, grateful that their chairman had discovered them early, or the consequences would have been unimaginable.

*Sigh—*

Little Landlady stuck out her tongue.

It wasn't the rush hour, and the journey from the home in Linjiang Mansion to 720 Company wasn't far. Lin Chuan quickly arrived at the office and entered the chairman's office amidst the greetings of his staff.

"Chairman!"

Little Landlady immediately came over and clung to Lin Chuan's arm, her chubby cheeks pressed against his shoulder, and she blinked at Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan habitually ruffled her hair affectionately.

Then, Little Landlady made tea for Lin Chuan, brought it over, and casually asked, "Chairman, what was the situation you mentioned?"

"Do you still remember your editor?" Lin Chuan sipped his tea and smiled.

"Of course, Monkey Editor, and Brother Hao, whom you frighten." Little Landlady was all smiles.

After Karl had been caught, Lin Chuan also picked a time to thoroughly inspect the office inside and out to avoid being eavesdropped on in the same manner.

At that moment, the office door was closed.

Lin Chuan smiled, "Those two are now temporarily at my disposal, having become the proud double agents."

"Ah?"

Little Landlady's eyes widened, looking bewildered at Lin Chuan, "Double agents?"

Lin Chuan pulled Little Landlady to sit down, leaned close to her ear, and explained the whole story.

Little Landlady seemed to understand but shook her head after nodding, "Chairman, I didn't quite get it."

"Hmm?" Lin Chuan raised an eyebrow.

Little Landlady leaned closer to Lin Chuan, then cocked her head and stared into his eyes, "Brother Hao and Monkey Editor, how could you make them double agents?"

"Is there a problem?" Lin Chuan asked back.

"Of course, there is."

Little Landlady's speech sped up but then slowed down, "They, they seem... not so bright."

Lin Chuan laughed out loud and picked up his tea cup, taking a gentle sip.

The office desk, not under the direct glare of the winter sun, but the bright light shone on Little Landlady's face, making her look particularly pale, a fairness that covered all blemishes, combined with her naturally rosy and slightly chubby appearance, she seemed especially beautiful at that moment.

Ah, she also had a bit of a silly charm.

"Xinxin, I've found, you'd be quite suitable as an agent too," Lin Chuan suddenly blurted out.

Little Landlady was taken aback.

She was stared at by Lin Chuan, pursed her lips, then adeptly pinched a bit of flesh on Lin Chuan's waist, the force light but the expression fierce, "Chairman, that look in your eyes is not quite right!"

Lin Chuan put down his teacup and smiled, "Xinxin, think about it, a person who looks smart, if they become an agent, the opposition will suspect them in minutes, and they would be a prime suspect indeed."

"The not-so-smart ones?" Little Landlady asked blankly.

"They don't seem too bright; who would suspect them?" Lin Chuan blinked and continued, "So, precisely because Hao and Hou don't seem too bright, they are more suited to be agents."

Little Landlady suddenly realized, "That makes sense."

Suddenly!

She abruptly turned to Lin Chuan and paused for a second.

Then, she immediately asked, "When you said I'd also make a good agent, were you calling me dumb?"

Lin Chuan grinned awkwardly: "You aren't very dumb."

Little Landlady pretended to raise her small fists, speaking fiercely yet adorably, "I practise fighting diligently, and next time, I'll suppress you! Humph! Make you admit you're dumber than me!"

"Are you sure you can beat me?" Lin Chuan countered.

Little Landlady faltered, huffing angrily. She seemed to think of a way to defeat Lin Chuan: "I'll first make sure your legs give out and you have to steady yourself against the wall; then I can easily beat you!"

Lin Chuan was startled, his eyes widened.

My goodness!

That's so Little Landlady's style, even her method to defeat me is unique!

"See how formidable I am?"

Little Landlady proudly giggled.

Lin Chuan ruffled her hair, leaned in close to her ear, and whispered softly, "Tonight, don't beg for mercy."

The warmth of his breath tickled Little Landlady's earlobe; she couldn't help but shrink her neck and tilt her head slightly, softly snorting, "Chairman, we're in the office!"

"Cough!"

Lin Chuan cleared his throat and sat up straight, "Let's discuss the serious matters first!"

Little Landlady blinked, her smile winning.

Following that, Lin Chuan earnestly warned Little Landlady not to casually reply to messages from Monkey Editor.

Little Landlady nodded gravely.

Lin Chuan's warning was firmly etched in her memory, very securely.

"Chairman, I have a question." After receiving Lin Chuan's counsel, Little Landlady asked.

"Speak."

"It's something that also puzzled Qingqing; this morning, while Qingqing came to investigate Karl, she also asked me how you know so much about agents?" Little Landlady chuckled.

"What did you say?" Lin Chuan asked.

"I said you research and watch documentaries," Little Landlady blinked. This line had always been Lin Chuan's standard answer.

Lin Chuan laughed heartily, "Right, that's it."

"Do you think I believe that?" Little Landlady countered.

As his partner, she mostly knew what Lin Chuan did each day.

"Then I am indeed an agent!" Lin Chuan openly admitted!

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The winter dawn gently lifted the curtain of the night, and amid the utterly calm, a sliver of sunlight quietly descended. The sky, deep blue and leisurely white clouds adorned with golden edges, appeared as gentle strokes on the edge of a dream.

The sun, the winter poet, used light as its brush and the sky as its paper, scattering radiant verses. It pierced through the thin mist, softly touching each inch of the sleepy earth, and under this tender touch, everything awoke, displaying the unique vitality and hope of winter.

In the woods, light and shadow interplayed, like fragments of time, dancing and spinning on the branches, each leaf bearing the kisses of sunlight, shining with the brilliance of life. Those withered leaves, though nearing the end of their life, bloomed brilliantly in this light, like aging poets whose pens still flowed with immortal verses.

On the streets, the figures of pedestrians elongated, dancing with the sunlight, their steps light, faces brimming with the joy and contentment under the warm winter sun. The sunlight, like a warm embrace, dispelled the cold, allowing souls to find a resting place, letting every spirit find its sanctuary in this brightness.

The distant mountains, outlined by the sunlight, appeared gracefully curvaceous; at their base, a thin layer of snow covered the ground like a pristine white gown shimmering in the sunlight, interacting beautifully with the surrounding scenery, composing a captivating winter scene.

At this moment, winter was no longer just synonymous with cold and desolation; it was a flowing poem, a vivid painting, filled with warmth, hope, and beauty. Let us feel the gentleness and poetry of winter in this brilliant sunlight, letting our spirits truly relax and elevate.