Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Ning Yan took advantage of Feng Yi’s inattentiveness, pulled his robe back from her, and reached out to lightly pat it, seemingly still able to feel the warmth, which made his expression change.

Indescribable, somewhat marvelous.

Since he can remember, he has always been alone.

His father has been abroad for many years, sometimes not meeting him once in three years. His mother, busy in the country, doesn’t want to deal with him either, making his childhood cold and solitary.

Cold to the point that besides his own body temperature, it’s hard to feel the warmth of others.

He looked at the small cookie in Bo Bo’s hand, recalling that it’s the first time someone has given him such a thing...

Ning Yan suppressed the strange thoughts in his heart and gave the robot Bo Bo a command: ”Go open the door.”

After the door opened, the director of the research institute brought in a young man who looked to be in his twenties.

Ning Yan glanced and remembered that this young man was a PhD candidate specially recruited into the research institute, liked by the elderly in the institute for his handsome appearance and graceful demeanor with gold-rimmed glasses, who even considered introducing their granddaughters to him.

Don’t mention it, Feng Yi also knows this doctoral candidate. His name is Yi Chen, and he’ll be Ning Yan’s most capable assistant in the future, having had a good relationship with her and having shared several meals.

”Why has the old sir come?” Ning Yan asked.

The old gentleman stroked his beard and smiled: ”I wasn’t coming to find you, we’re here to see Feng Yi.”

Feng Yi thought for a moment and suddenly remembered: ”Is it for me to talk about the research institute? I do indeed know quite a bit about the future development of the research institute’s projects.”

The old gentleman listened with great excitement; a young girl who might know the development for the next decade would attract many, but more importantly... this young girl frequently enters and exits the research institute, knowing quite a bit about projects unknown to the public.

This undoubtedly brings great advantage, possibly allowing some struggling research projects to achieve fundamental breakthroughs.

Yi Chen smiled at Feng Yi and said: ”I’m here to take notes this time; no need to be nervous, Miss Feng.”

Feng Yi sat down at the table nearby and said: ”You can ask here.”

Yi Chen hesitated for a moment and couldn’t help but glance at Ning Yan standing aside.

”It’s fine, he’s just a mute who won’t speak nonsense. Besides, he’s from the research institute; he understands discretion. Sit down, sit down.” Feng Yi pulled the research institute’s director and Yi Chen to sit at the table.

Feng Yi secretly thought, if he doesn’t establish a good relationship with Uncle Ning today, he definitely won’t be able to get in next time; he’ll have to change the password.

Yi Chen saw the old gentleman nod and took out a notebook and a steel pen, looking ready to start.

Ning Yan heard and sneered inwardly, mute?

He was certainly not a little mute.

Ning Yan snorted coldly and, with the robot Bo Bo, turned to temporarily leave this place, having no time to listen to their chatter; his research project didn’t need such so-called guidance.

After walking a few steps, Ning Yan suddenly stopped, his tall and elegant nose instinctively twitched, catching a faint scent mixed with a milky aroma.

It was... the scent of cookies.

Ning Yan’s brows instantly furrowed together, almost subconsciously turning back to look at them.

A bag of handmade cookies was placed on the small white table, and Yi Chen was awkwardly holding one, evidently given by Feng Yi.

His cookies...