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On this question, she didn’t dare to think too deeply.
Although curious, she had to suppress her eager heart.
When Bo Ying was hesitating, her face showed a lot of small expressions.
He Jingxiu lowered his eyes and looked at her for a moment, silently curving the corners of his lips.
A little while later, Bo Ying raised her eyes with difficulty, slightly guiltily saying, “President He, then I’ll go back to the private room first.”
He Jingxiu stepped aside, making way for her.
“...”
Looking at his movements, Bo Ying felt a bit dazed.
So he really wasn’t waiting for her?
She lowered her head and walked forward, secretly relieved that she hadn’t overthought earlier, but couldn’t help wondering if he was waiting for someone else.
Bo Ying was so lost in thought that a familiar voice came from behind.
“Turn left.”
Bo Ying stopped and turned her head to look at him.
He Jingxiu had his hands in his pockets, casually following behind her, looking calm and composed.
Their gazes met. After a few seconds, Bo Ying lowered her head to look at her feet.
Oh, she had just planned to turn right.
She touched her nose lightly and nodded, “Thank you, President He.”
The two walked one after another in silence. The corridor was quiet except for occasional faint sounds coming from the private rooms as they passed by.
He Jingxiu didn’t say anything more, and Bo Ying also didn’t know what to say. She always felt that she would make more mistakes if she said more.
They stayed quiet all the way to the door of Bo Ying’s private room. After mentally preparing herself for a few seconds, she turned around.
As soon as she turned, she saw his retreating back.
That back view, for some reason, looked somewhat desolate.
“Yingying?”
Bo Ying was just watching when Chi Lu pushed the door open and came out, “What are you doing standing at the door?”
“No.” Bo Ying looked at her, “Why did you come out?”
Chi Lu laughed, “You were gone for so long, both your brother and I were worried you fell into the toilet.”
Bo Ying glared at her, “Can’t you wish me well?”
Chi Lu shrugged, “Those were your brother’s words.”
Bo Yan, who was not far away, heard her slander but didn’t refute it.
Looking at the expressions of these two people, Bo Ying deeply felt that she wasn’t full from eating seafood tonight, but from consuming their dog food.
She rolled her eyes slightly, muttering, “You two just bully us single dogs, Yuan Yuan and me.”
Yuan Yuan, who was still eating, suddenly got mentioned, hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth, frankly saying, “Sister Yingying, I think eating their dog food is quite enjoyable.”
“...”
Bo Ying gave her a disapproving look.
Chi Lu couldn’t help but laugh, softly asking, “Do you want to eat more?”
“I’m full.” Bo Ying looked at the messy table, “We’ll leave after Yuan Yuan finishes eating.”
After she spoke, Yuan Yuan responded, “I’m done too.”
“...”
The four left, and when they reached the downstairs hall, Bo Yan happened to meet an acquaintance.
“Mr. Bo.”
“Mr. Pei.”
Hearing the polite greetings between the two, Bo Ying instinctively raised her eyes.
The man greeting her brother was wearing a dark shirt and black trousers, and wore glasses.
The man’s appearance looked refined yet gloomy, making people easily hesitate to approach.
Bo Ying looked at him, feeling like she had seen him somewhere before, but couldn’t recall where.
Suddenly, she noticed the scratch marks on the man’s neck.
While Bo Ying was shocked, she suddenly heard her name being called.
It was Bo Yan introducing her to this ‘Mr. Pei’, “My sister, Bo Ying.”
Upon hearing this, Pei Yan slightly raised his eyebrows and lightly chuckled, “Long time no see.”
“...?”
Bo Ying looked at him puzzled.
The man’s eyes flashed with an ambiguous light as he nodded at her, “Pei Yan.”
“Nice to meet you.”
Pei Yan nodded, then greeted Chi Lu and walked inside.
Watching the man’s neat figure, Yuan Yuan grabbed Bo Ying’s arm excitedly, “Sister Yingying, this man is so handsome!”
Bo Ying nodded, “Yes, but you have no chance. He has a girlfriend.”
“Ah?” Yuan Yuan was shocked, “How do you know?”
Bo Ying and Chi Lu exchanged a glance, whispering, “Didn’t you see the red scratch mark on his neck? That’s obviously made by a woman.”
Yuan Yuan: “...”
Listening to their conversation, Bo Yan coughed, giving Bo Ying a deep gaze, “You observe quite carefully.”
Bo Ying blinked, pulling the person beside her down with her, “Chi Lu saw it too.”
Chi Lu innocently shrugged.
Bo Yan didn’t respond.
Just when things were getting awkward, Yuan Yuan suddenly dropped a bombshell, “If he already got scratched by a woman and still comes to the club, does this club have men?”
“...”
Of course, there were men in the club, but the meaning of ‘men’ in Yuan Yuan’s mouth was different.
Originally, Pei Yan should have arrived around the same time as He Jingxiu, but something came up last minute, causing him to be late.
As soon as he entered, everyone inside looked at him.
Pei Yan showed no embarrassment, walking naturally inside.
Luo Xiao stared at him, murmuring, “Why don’t you come tomorrow?”
Pei Yan casually picked up a wine glass and clinked it with Luo Xiao, smiling, “I had that plan, but I have to go on a business trip tomorrow.”
Luo Xiao: “...”
Suddenly, he didn’t feel like drinking this glass of wine anymore.
“What’s wrong with you and He Jingxiu?” Luo Xiao complained, “Every time it’s my birthday, either you’re busy or you’re late.”
Upon hearing this, Pei Yan smiled, “President He is late again today?”
He Jingxiu ignored him.
Luo Xiao hummed, “Not only was he late, but he also played hero saving beauty in front of me.”
“Hmm?” Pei Yan raised his eyebrows, rarely gossipy, “Tell me more.”
Luo Xiao liked to ruin others’ reputations and directly recounted the small incident in the corridor.
After listening, Pei Yan looked at He Jingxiu with a smile, “This doesn’t seem like President He’s style. Do you know each other?”
Before He Jingxiu could speak, Luo Xiao eagerly said, “That person called him President He, seeing him like a mouse seeing a cat. What do you think?”
Pei Yan exclaimed, “What’s going on?”
He Jingxiu glanced at the two, “Are you that idle?”
Luo Xiao: “Yes.” He recalled, sighing, “Honestly, if I didn’t know that President He knew her, I might have had some thoughts.”
Pei Yan looked at him with a you-want-to-die-soon gaze, humorously asking, “A stunning beauty?”
Luo Xiao thought for a moment and said, “Not a dazzling beauty, but not bad either. A small round face with big eyes, evoking a sense of pitifulness.”
Bo Ying’s appearance easily triggered men’s protective instincts.
“Wearing a black dress?”
Luo Xiao was stunned, “How do you know?”
At this moment, He Jingxiu also shifted his gaze onto him.
Pei Yan raised his eyebrows, teasingly saying, “I just ran into Miss Bo in the lobby downstairs.”
Luo Xiao nodded, not finding anything strange about it.
But He Jingxiu, after staring at him for a moment, casually moved his gaze away.
Seeing this, Pei Yan smiled without speaking.
After sitting in the private room for another half hour, He Jingxiu left early because he had something to attend to.
As soon as he got back to the car, his phone vibrated.
Pei Yan: [Don’t say I’m unreliable. Let me give you some news—I just ran into Miss Bo Hui downstairs. She looks quite similar to the young girl in your wallet photo.]
He Jingxiu stared at the message for a long time, calmly looking out the window at the returning heavy rain.
He had always known that Bo Ying had a brother; back then, Bo Ying would sometimes compare him with her brother.
Most of the comparisons were putting her brother down to lift him up.
He Jingxiu listened to her nonsense without exposing her.
But truly, he never expected her to be Bo Yan’s sister. The surname Bo was rare, but not extremely uncommon.
More importantly, during high school, Bo Ying appeared to come from a well-off family, but not to the extent of being wealthy. Occasionally, she would even skip meals because she spent money on magazines, coming to him to freeload.
Because of this, he never connected these two people together.
Thinking of this, He Jingxiu let out an ambiguous laugh.
Little liar.
...
Just as she came out of the shower, Bo Ying sneezed.
She rubbed her nose and quickly went to the kitchen to make a packet of cold medicine. She had just started work and couldn’t afford to take sick leave.
After drinking it, Bo Ying shuffled back to her room in slippers to rest.
Lying down and closing her eyes, she inexplicably thought of He Jingxiu she met that night. Bo Ying always felt that He Jingxiu had changed a lot.
But thinking about it, over seven years, it was normal for a person to change.
After all, she had changed a lot too.
Just as she was thinking, her phone vibrated—it was Chi Lu sending her a few photos, asking which outfit looked better.
Bo Ying carefully looked at them—they were all men’s clothing, probably for her brother.
She selected a few, intending to end the conversation, but suddenly remembered He Jingxiu’s shirt that she had splashed with coffee.
Bo Ying: [The white one I sent you earlier, don’t buy it, leave it for me.]
Chi Lu: [?]
Bo Ying: [To compensate someone else.]
Chi Lu: [Someone else?]
Bo Ying: [.]
Fortunately, Chi Lu understood her little tricks and didn’t press further, agreeing to give the shirt to her.
At noon the next day, just as Bo Ying finished lunch with her colleagues, she received the clothes.
Yuan Yuan personally delivered the clothes, saying she was afraid Bo Ying was in a hurry.
Bo Ying was momentarily speechless—what could she be in a hurry about?
But after receiving the clothes, Bo Ying felt a headache—how was she going to return them to He Jingxiu?
They didn’t have any contact information. She couldn’t possibly go directly to his office to return them. If she did, who knows how the company would gossip.
Thinking about it until after work, Bo Ying finally came up with a brilliant idea.
She could give the clothes to He Jingxiu’s assistant and let the assistant pass them on to him.
Bo Ying knew that assistants close to big bosses usually kept tight-lipped. She wasn’t worried that Qi Xuezhen would leak any untrue information.
With that in mind, Bo Ying found Qi Xuezhen’s WeChat in the company group and sent a friend request.
In a short while, the request was accepted.
Bo Ying’s eyes lit up, and she sent a cute emoji to indicate her identity.
Qi Xuezhen was standing next to He Jingxiu’s desk at the moment. He still had a few documents to process, waiting for He Jingxiu to review and sign.
His phone vibrated, so he took it out to check.
Upon seeing Bo Ying’s introduction, Qi Xuezhen’s eyes showed a momentary surprise.
Although he wasn’t quick to react, anyone who could hold the position of an assistant was sharp.
Over the past two days, Qi Xuezhen had roughly figured out some of his boss’s secrets. And this secret was related to the new employee recruited by the legal department.
Thinking of this, Qi Xuezhen quickly added Bo Ying.
Qi Xuezhen: [Miss Bo, what can I do for you?]
Bo Ying didn’t expect Qi Xuezhen to be so direct. She stuttered for a moment, then straightforwardly explained her intentions.
Upon seeing her message, Qi Xuezhen cleared his throat, “President He.”
He Jingxiu was reading a document, casually saying, “Go ahead.”
Qi Xuezhen paused for a moment, holding his phone up to him. He felt it wasn’t appropriate for him to relay the message, so it was better for He Jingxiu to see it himself.
After putting the phone down, Qi Xuezhen observed He Jingxiu’s expression, wanting to verify his guess.
Sure enough, after He Jingxiu looked at it for a few seconds, his deep voice said, “Let her come up.”
Qi Xuezhen was startled, “Now?”
He Jingxiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, countering, “Or tomorrow?”
Qi Xuezhen: “...”
When Bo Ying received the message and went upstairs, she actually prepared herself mentally for a while.
But Qi Xuezhen seemed to know what she was thinking, telling her that all the assistants upstairs had left, and only he and He Jingxiu were there.
Looking at the elevator floor display, Bo Ying took countless deep breaths before managing to take the difficult steps forward.
“Miss Bo.”
Qi Xuezhen waited for her at the elevator door, smiling slightly, “President He is in the office. You’d better return the clothes to him personally.”
The door to He Jingxiu’s office was wide open, allowing her to step in without any obstruction.
Bo Ying stood there and hesitated whether to knock politely. Just then, the person inside raised his head first.
The spacious president’s office was bathed in the setting sun, filling the room with warmth and brightness. He Jingxiu leaned against the chair back in his suit, gazing at her with deep eyes.
That gaze made Bo Ying feel uneasy.
After a prolonged silence, Bo Ying mustered the courage to say, “President He, I’ve come to return the clothes.”
She took a few steps forward and softly said, “Sorry about last time, I got your clothes dirty.”
He Jingxiu’s gaze landed on her face, then moved downwards, stopping at her hand holding the bag.
After a moment, he responded, “So you still remember.”
Bo Ying was astonished looking at him.
He Jingxiu raised his hand to loosen his tie, speaking slowly, “It was my clothes that got dirty.”
This statement was too abrupt. It took Bo Ying several rounds in her mind to understand—he was implying that she had dirtied his clothes and returned them to Qi Xuezhen instead of directly to him.
Realizing his implication, Bo Ying was speechless, not knowing how to justify herself.
Her lips moved, her voice low and muffled, “I thought you were very busy.”
“Indeed.”
Meeting her gaze, He Jingxiu concluded, “But I can still find time to receive a piece of clothing.”
Bo Ying was stuck.
She eyed He Jingxiu, deeply feeling that he did it on purpose.
After struggling for a few seconds, she approached his desk and placed the bag down.
“President He, I’ll leave the clothes here.” She pursed her lips, “I was rash before.”
He Jingxiu “Mm”-ed, but didn’t touch the bag.
Bo Ying couldn’t figure out his intention for a moment. After thinking for a bit, she said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll clock out first. President He, you’ve worked hard.”
After speaking, He Jingxiu still didn’t respond.
Bo Ying secretly glanced at him and slowly turned to leave.
Looking at the office door just within reach, Bo Ying secretly sighed in relief.
Two more steps, and she would be out.
Suddenly, that long-missed tone appeared.
“Bo Ying.”
When He Jingxiu called her name, his tone was flat, yet carried an indescribable tenderness that made the listener easily misunderstand, thinking he was calling her affectionately.
Of course, at this moment, Bo Ying didn’t have such an illusion.
Her body stiffened, forgetting which step to take next.
Immediately after, she heard rustling sounds and footsteps behind her.
Bo Ying held her breath. When she relaxed, she smelled the familiar sandalwood scent.
He Jingxiu had already approached, standing right behind her.
“Turn around.”
The man’s voice fell.
Bo Ying closed her eyes briefly and reluctantly turned her head.
She raised her eyes, looking at him before he spoke, her face bright and her brows lively, saying, “He Jingxiu, long time no see!”
Instantly, the awkward atmosphere changed.
He Jingxiu’s accumulated anger was instantly extinguished like water poured over fire.
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