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In many of his dealings with Bo Ying, the domineering CEO He had already adopted a flexible stance.
“If the mountain won’t come to me, I’ll go to the mountain” had briefly become his motto.
Bo Ying knew about his recent clingy nature, so she wasn’t particularly surprised, only finding it a bit amusing.
Who would have thought that He Jingxiu, whom everyone in the company described as abstinent and composed, would show such a stark contrast when in love?
To prevent He Jingxiu from actually coming over and drawing attention, Bo Ying decided to reluctantly compromise and go to his office.
Hearing her say she wanted to leave early, Pei Yunmeng teased, “Is CEO He being overly domineering? He won’t even give us this little bit of time.”
Bo Ying glanced at her, “I’ll ask him for you later.”
Pei Yunmeng choked.
Fang Boyu suppressed a laugh, “You go ahead, we’ve got the office covered.”
Recently, Bo Ying had been spending less time resting in the office during lunch breaks. Every time she didn’t return, all sorts of rumors would surface.
Just now, the three of them had left the cafeteria together. Fang Boyu said this to ensure that when they returned later, no negative comments would fall on Bo Ying.
Bo Ying smiled, “It’s fine.”
She raised an eyebrow, saying calmly, “Don’t mind them.”
She knew exactly how the rumors started and who spread them.
The only reason she hadn’t bothered to deal with them yet was purely because these rumors hadn’t affected her life.
Of course, there didn’t seem to be many troubles either.
Because of this, Bo Ying hadn’t wasted too much time bothering with them.
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Arriving at He Jingxiu’s office, as soon as Bo Ying entered, she was pulled onto his lap.
She struggled for two seconds, then simply hooked her arms around his neck, teasing him, “CEO He, missing me that much?”
He Jingxiu lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on her rosy lips.
Bo Ying was wearing a newly released lipstick called ‘Wildcat’ today. She bought it while shopping with Zheng Jinyao last time; the color was beautiful and didn’t fade much, making it her recent favorite.
Noticing his gaze, Bo Ying paused slightly, deliberately pursing her lips, and whispered close to He Jingxiu’s ear, “CEO He, what unhealthy thoughts are you having?”
He Jingxiu curved his lips, looking both abstinent and alluring.
He leaned in closer, not giving Bo Ying another chance to speak.
He Jingxiu gripped the back of her neck, making her lift her head to receive his kiss.
He parted her lips, delving deep inside to find her tongue, intertwining with her.
The man had drunk alcohol at lunch, and the strong scent of wine in his mouth transferred to hers.
It wasn’t unpleasant; in fact, she even liked it a little.
His hot breath fell on her cheek, a slight tickle.
Bo Ying instinctively recoiled slightly.
As if sensing her distraction, He Jingxiu lightly bit the tip of her tongue.
Bo Ying winced in pain, whimpering as she opened her eyes.
What entered her vision was the etched outline of the man’s face and his long, curled eyelashes.
He had closed his eyes.
Bo Ying was momentarily stunned, and just as she was feeling surprised, the man’s low, husky voice resonated in her ear, “Not concentrating.”
She paused slightly, then suddenly reached out and actively hooked her arms around his neck, leaning in to kiss his lips again.
It wasn’t their first kiss.
Nor was it their first time doing such a thing in the office, but Bo Ying had previously been mindful that she still had to return to work and wouldn’t let He Jingxiu kiss her for too long, fearing her colleagues might notice.
But today, neither of them could hold back.
One was enticed.
And the other, entirely due to someone’s initiative, was restless and couldn’t endure it.
They kissed, forgetting the time.
Suddenly, a phone rang, breaking the intimate atmosphere in the office.
He Jingxiu frowned, not letting go of the person in his arms, as if he was about to argue with the phone call.
Bo Ying pushed his shoulder, whispering a reminder, “Answer the phone first.”
He Jingxiu reluctantly opened his eyes to look at her.
Bo Ying saw the dissatisfaction in his eyes and curved her lips, “Hurry up and answer it.”
She paused, then lightly pecked his lips, “Kiss me when we get home tonight.”
Because of her words, He Jingxiu bit her.
Bo Ying’s heart trembled, her body stiffened slightly, and an indescribable tingling sensation spread throughout her.
It was... very sudden.
To be honest, if the phone hadn’t interrupted, she would have liked to kiss He Jingxiu a little longer.
Bo Ying didn’t know if others felt this way, but she... really liked the feeling of kissing He Jingxiu.
She couldn’t explain why, she just liked it.
She pursed her slightly numb lips, her doe-like apricot eyes looking at him.
He Jingxiu watched her expression, then raised his thumb and gently wiped away her smudged lipstick.
Bo Ying’s eyelashes fluttered, not stopping his movements.
As the man did these things, he was unhurried, and his actions held a seductive quality.
Bo Ying wasn’t sure if she was mistaken, but... she was definitely enticed.
Her heart raced. She looked up at him, “The phone.”
“...”
They stared at each other for a moment. When the phone rang a second time, He Jingxiu reluctantly went to his desk to get his phone.
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The call was from Luo Xiao, very annoying.
He frowned, his tone extremely displeased, “What is it?”
Bo Ying had already left him and gone into the restroom in the lounge.
He looked up, his gaze intensely fixed on that direction.
Luo Xiao paused, not having time to ask about business, “By your tone, did I interrupt something good?”
He Jingxiu ignored him.
Luo Xiao raised an eyebrow, guessing he was right.
He chuckled, “No way, CEO He, aren’t you the most clear about work and private life? How come you’re not doing proper work during office hours?”
“...”
He Jingxiu paused, reminding him, “It’s company lunch break now.”
Not office hours.
Luo Xiao “tsk-ed,” teasing, “What’s the difference?”
He Jingxiu couldn’t be bothered to respond, and simply asked, “What do you want?”
Luo Xiao’s side went quiet for a moment, then he cleared his throat and asked, “Are you guys having dinner together tonight?”
“...”
He Jingxiu raised an eyebrow, immediately understanding what he was referring to.
Bo Ying came out of the restroom after tidying herself up, and immediately saw He Jingxiu’s expression.
That expression clearly told others he had a mischievous idea.
She blinked, walking closer softly, silently mouthing: Who is it?
He Jingxiu directly showed her his phone screen.
Two big words on it: Luo Xiao.
Bo Ying choked slightly, then laughed wryly: What does he want from you?
He Jingxiu looked at her, pulling her onto his lap again, and flipped open a nearby unused A4 paper to write for her.
—Asking about dinner tonight.
Bo Ying raised an eyebrow, took the pen from his hand, and wrote back:
—Dinner with the production team?
—Mhm.
—Where are you eating? Can I “accidentally” show up? To leave a good first impression.
—You can come with me.
—...No, I don’t think so.
Seeing her answer, He Jingxiu gave her a meaningful glance.
Bo Ying suppressed a laugh, turning to him to explain: I can’t just openly use backchannels.
If she went with him today, wouldn’t that be telling the production team and the lawyers who would interview her tomorrow that she was He Jingxiu’s girlfriend, and they should go easy on her because of him?
Bo Ying absolutely refused to do that.
He Jingxiu knew her little thoughts and didn’t force her.
He pinched her hand, which was moving restlessly on him, giving her a warning look.
Bo Ying smiled, and while he wasn’t looking, she touched his Adam’s apple.
He Jingxiu’s eyes darkened. Just as he was about to make a move, Bo Ying quickly got off him, throwing out a sentence: “I’m going back to work!”
She hurried away.
Before He Jingxiu could speak, Luo Xiao, who had been rambling on the other end, suddenly stopped.
He was quiet for a moment, then tentatively asked, “Did I really interrupt something between you two?”
He thought Bo Ying wasn’t in He Jingxiu’s office when he answered the phone.
He Jingxiu rubbed his temples, a headache forming, his voice low, “No. What did you just say?”
Luo Xiao: “...”
So, his pleading words just now weren’t heard by him?
He had no choice but to repeat what he had just said, as he was asking for a favor.
After listening, He Jingxiu calmly said, “No.”
“Why not?” Luo Xiao asked, “What’s wrong with having one more person for dinner?”
He Jingxiu chuckled, “I can bring a girlfriend, but I can’t bring a boyfriend, can I?”
Luo Xiao choked, suddenly speechless.
He was silent for a moment, “Actually, I think that’s fine too.”
He Jingxiu hummed, then casually said, “You’re ready to let Gu Ning misunderstand your sexual orientation, but I’m not ready to let others misunderstand mine.”
“...”
This deal, it seemed, wouldn’t be reached.
Luo Xiao choked, “Then forget it.”
He Jingxiu was silent for a moment, then said, “However, if Young Master Luo doesn’t mind, I need a driver tonight.”
Luo Xiao gritted his teeth, “I don’t mind.”
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As soon as Bo Ying returned to the office, He Jingxiu’s message arrived.
He Jingxiu: [Why’d you run?]
Bo Ying: [Back to work.]
He Jingxiu: [Still ten minutes left.]
Bo Ying: [?]
He Jingxiu: [Don’t you want to stay with me a little longer?]
Bo Ying: [...Time to focus on work, CEO He, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t pass my year-end review.]
He Jingxiu: [You can ask me for special treatment.]
Bo Ying: [Are there any conditions?]
He Jingxiu: [Wait for me tonight.]
Bo Ying: [..................We’ll see.]
After secretly replying to He Jingxiu’s message, Bo Ying took a sip of the cold water on her desk.
She pressed down on her rapidly beating heart, not daring to talk about any more inappropriate topics with him.
When she said she would focus on work, she truly did. She didn’t look at her phone all afternoon and didn’t contact He Jingxiu.
After work, Bo Ying drove her Mini home.
She had known for a few days that He Jingxiu had a dinner engagement that night.
As soon as she arrived home, Bo Ying first received a message from Sheng Chun, asking if she was home.
Bo Ying: [Yes, are you done filming?]
Sheng Chun: [Just got back. What are you planning to eat tonight? Want to eat together?]
Bo Ying: [Okay, what do you want to eat?]
After sending the message, Sheng Chun replied: [Let’s eat at home. Order takeout.]
Bo Ying: [Alright.]
Half an hour later, a fully equipped Sheng Chun entered the house.
Bo Ying then noticed that her eyes were red. She paused, pondered for a few seconds, but still didn’t ask.
“Sit.”
Bo Ying smiled and took out her phone, “What do you want to eat? I’ll order now.”
Sheng Chun took off her coat, first went to He Bomei and stroked its big head, then tiredly lay on the sofa, closing her eyes and saying, “Anything is fine, I’ll eat whatever you eat.”
Bo Ying chuckled, “Spicy or not spicy?”
“Spicy,” Sheng Chun said with her eyes closed, “I want super spicy.”
Bo Ying thought for a moment, “Then I’ll order hotpot takeout.”
“Okay.”
After ordering, Bo Ying sat next to Sheng Chun, not proactively asking anything.
The house was quiet, with only He Bomei’s panting.
After a while, Sheng Chun finally spoke, “Why aren’t you asking me anything?”
“Hmm?” Bo Ying looked at her amused, “Asking what? You’ll say it naturally when you want to.”
She propped her head against the back of the sofa, staring at her for a bit, then said, “Did you argue with President Pei?”
Sheng Chun: “Men are all useless.”
Bo Ying: “...”
She paused, then, comforting her good friend, “Mhm, men are indeed all useless.”
At the dinner party, the man who was about to ask Bo Ying if she needed him to pack some seafood suddenly sneezed.
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