My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 898: Can’t Stop Calling Big Bro

Inside the restaurant, Dr. Liu and the others were dumbfounded. Their original joke was completely turned on its head by a single comment from Mengyao. They thought that Mengyao and her group were so ethereal and beyond them that they wouldn’t deign to pay attention to their words. But contrary to their expectations, not only did Mengyao not disdain their words, but she was also quite approachable.

"Are you really Abao’s wife? That tone of yours sounds like you’re naturally admitting a connection with Abao. Could it be that, as in TV dramas, Abao is someone with a big background who lost his memory?" Dr. Liu kept his eyes on Mengyao and the others, quickly thinking to himself. Of course, he wouldn’t dare say such thoughts out loud, and he soon let it go, self-mocking internally: "What am I thinking? How could Abao be related to these women in front of me?"

No one actually believed that Abao was really connected to Mengyao and the others.

Yan Sinna watched Abao staring blankly at Mengyao and the others. The headache-stricken expression on his face prompted her to quickly step forward and greet them: "Would you like to eat something? Please, have a seat here."

"Thank you." Mengyao politely nodded and then under Yan Sinna’s enthusiastic service, sat down at an empty table meant for four. They dragged over three chairs from the nearby tables, squeezing seven people into the space.

After they ordered, Yan Sinna walked away. Passing by Ye Fan, she softly asked, "Ice Block Brother, what’s on your mind? You don’t look well, is your headache back? Do you need to rest for a bit?"

"I’m fine." Ye Fan quickly adjusted his emotions. Although there’s an urgent thought in his mind urging him that Mengyao and the others are key to regaining his memory, he restrained his excitement and decided to take things step by step.

"Rest when you can; don’t exhaust yourself." Yan Sinna advised once more before walking away.

"Don’t let your eyes wander, lest people become suspicious." Mengyao cautioned when she saw Qiu Wen, Du Xueqi, and the other women occasionally glancing over at Ye Fan.

"Mengyao, I just can’t figure it out. Now that Master is right before us, why don’t we show our cards, explain our identities to him, and let him accept us quickly, so he can join us back home?" Qiu Wen asked in a lowered voice.

"This can’t be rushed; we have to approach it slowly and gradually. You see, we’re strangers to Ye Fan. Even if some fragments of memory exist in his mind, they’re still unclear. To prevent Ye Fan from being wary of us, we need to move forward one step at a time." Mengyao replied.

"The president really thought it through; rushing might lead to unexpected changes." Du Xueqi said, calming down her excitement.

"Hey brother, could you pour us a few cups of water?" Qiu Wen called out openly to Ye Fan.

"Sure." Ye Fan responded from afar.

"Brother? Are you crazy? You’re messing things up, calling the master ’brother,’ what are you thinking?" Du Xueqi smiled wryly, and the other women were helplessly amused.

"Haven’t you all been able to figure it out? So I came up with one way to get Master closer to us, then we can observe Master closely! Without my quick thinking, would you have thought of such a good plan?" Qiu Wen scoffed.

"You’re the clever one." Du Xueqi chuckled.

Ye Fan set up the cups and poured water, feeling oddly curious about the complex gazes from the women around him.

"Do I have flowers on my face? Why are you all looking at me like that?" Ye Fan frowned, asking.

Qiu Wen and Du Xueqi immediately zipped their mouths, leaving all talking rights to Mengyao; nobody interjected.

"Yes, there’s a big flower." Mengyao uttered seriously, but of course, her words were pure excuse.

"What kind of flower?" Ye Fan asked further.

"A good flower, maybe the flower of excitement or happiness." Mengyao reflected all her current emotions.

"Nonsense." Ye Fan was puzzled listening to this and left after dropping the comment.

Qiu Wen quickly leaned close to Mengyao and whispered: "Is there anything unusual you noticed?"

"I can sense that Ye Fan seems aware that we could help him recover his memory. But he wants to come closer and yet remains highly wary of us, probably still torn inside." Mengyao remarked softly, seemingly able to peek into Ye Fan’s thoughts with her confidence and judgment.

"If that’s the case, then we need to find a chance to meet with Ye Fan alone, relieve his guard, and earn his trust." Du Xueqi suggested.

"That’s easy; watch me." Qiu Wen took charge, thinking of a good idea, and politely called to Ye Fan: "Brother, we’re out of water here, could you add more?"

"Out of water? Who said the water ran out?"

"Didn’t we just pour the water full? How could it be empty so quickly?"

"Calling Master ’brother’ too much, getting addicted, are you?"

"Looks like you’re asking for trouble. Once our benefactor remembers who he is, see how he’ll deal with a disciple like you who doesn’t recognize the hierarchy."

Du Xueqi and her sisters giggled endlessly at Qiu Wen’s antics, helplessly locking their gazes onto Qiu Wen.

"Why are you all looking at me? Hurry and drink the water, make the most of Master pouring the water, keep him near us awhile, then Mengyao can talk to him." Qiu Wen urgently prompted.

Though Du Xueqi and the others felt chaotic, they drank the water that was boiling hot. Holding off wasn’t an option, since the method was Qiu Wen’s idea and made sense, so they braved the heat and sipped gingerly.

Ye Fan impatiently approached, confused while pouring more water.

"Thank you, brother." Qiu Wen complimented, smiling so beautifully.

"Are you all flirting right now?" Ye Fan asked seriously, his gaze wandering between Mengyao and the other women, seemingly searching for something.

This kind of talk was unprecedented.

Ye Fan’s words brought Mengyao and the seven women to their feet.

Du Xueqi just swallowed a mouthful, but it choked her, water spewing from her nose, making her nose sour and nearly coughing her heart out.

"Cough cough, who knew our benefactor is so self-loving?"

"Haha, hee hee."

Du Xueqi’s four sisters were all rifled by laughter, barely able to contain their amusement, each one’s expression becoming very dynamic.

"Haha, only Master could say this sort of stuff. If anyone else tried, I’d punch them. We’re seven distinguished beauties, flirting with you, a guy? Keep dreaming! Anyone would find it absurd. But, seeing his serious demeanor unchanged from before, that’s still the same." Qiu Wen laughed quietly.

Mengyao smiled like a blossoming flower, discreetly pursing her lips to conceal her own disarray.

Ye Fan intently observed the women’s expressions, furrowing his brow further, more perplexed than ever.