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1

As we all know, personal assistants do not have private time.

Especially when your boss is a cold, fussy, unreasonable workaholic.

In his third year as Cheng Jingchuan’s assistant, Wen Yan had already had this realization.

But occasionally I still hold on to a bit of luck, hoping that I can have even a whole night without being disturbed by work.

Just like on his birthday, Wen Yan has been planning for a long time to spend a wonderful night with her boyfriend.

As soon as it was time to get off work, Wen Yan subconsciously looked towards the president's office.

Cheng Jingchuan was sitting at his desk. The dim light from the computer screen reflected a face with three-dimensional lines. This face was always like a glacier. At this moment, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, which was a symbol of the difficult problems he encountered.

Normally, Wen Yan would have the discernment to serve him a cup of coffee. If Cheng Jingchuan needed it, he would take the initiative to stop her and tell her to do something.

But not today.

Wen Yan resisted the urge to walk to the tea room and carefully closed the door of his independent office without making a single sound to increase his sense of presence.

In order to save time, she changed out of her professional suit in the office for the first time.

French floral dress, paired with a retro diamond-button knitted cardigan, the meticulously pulled bun is removed, and the long, slightly curly hair is spread out.

Compared with the rigid black and white professional attire, this kind of dress looks young and smart, and also reveals a soft intellectual beauty.

Wen Yan finished applying her makeup and winked playfully in the mirror, still in a happy mood.

Until there was a sudden knock on the door -

"Assistant Wen, come with me to Jianghai City immediately and book the nearest flight ticket."

Cheng Jingchuan's hand was still raised, maintaining the posture of knocking on the door. It was probably an emergency. , he did not call directly inside to ask Wen Yan to go to his office as usual.

Wen Yan stood at the door, facing his boss, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

One sentence announced that her plan was ruined, and her mood dropped from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley. She was still struggling in vain: "Now..."

"Now, right away." Cheng Jingchuan's answer was cold and emotionless.

He looked at his assistant with a somewhat surprised expression, as if he suddenly discovered that the black and white background had color.

After a brief moment of shock, Cheng Jingchuan opened his thin lips and uttered four words: "It's pretty."

Wen Yan only focused on managing his expression and ignored these words that seemed to be compliments, "Then let me change it first. Clothes."

"No need," Cheng Jingchuan then put down his hand on the door panel and coughed lightly, "This is fine."

In a blink of an eye, he had already walked back to his office.

Wen Yan took a deep breath, lowered her head and looked at herself. If you don't want to change it, just change it. She also thought it looked good, but it was a waste after all.

Without time to mourn for her plans, Wen Yan returned to her desk and began to arrange her itinerary and search for flights...

When everything was finalized, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a familiar number.

"That's it? Is there anything else?"

Zhou Hao's tone was calm. At least Wen Yan didn't hear any disappointment, but she didn't feel much relieved.

"I'm sorry, Haozi, the boss made a temporary decision. I really want to be with you..." Wen Yan explained again.

"Oh, Wen Yan, I'm used to it." Zhou Hao interrupted her and smiled self-deprecatingly, "When is work not a priority? I should be last!"

After saying this, a message came from the receiver. Come on blind tone.

The darkened mobile phone screen reflected a depressed face, which was in stark contrast to the vivid one in the mirror just now.

"Boyfriend?" A cold male voice came from behind.

Wen Yan was still immersed in his own emotions, and Cheng Jingchuan obviously didn't care about her answer. He said "Hurry up" and walked past her.

It seemed that he was just passing by and asked an irrelevant question.

Because he often has temporary business trips, there is a small suitcase in the office with emergency supplies in it.

The handbag also contained the clothes prepared for tonight, and Wen Yan stuffed them into the suitcase.

put a lot of suitcases for Cheng Jingchuan, a carefully matched change of clothes, as well as toiletries and office supplies for business trips. They were trivial and thoughtful. Assistant Wen never made mistakes.

Cheng Jingchuan was walking one meter ahead, with one hand in his pocket. His long legs were eye-catching, and his body proportions were perfect. He looked like a male model out on the street whenever he stopped, attracting people's attention.

looked at the back of the figure in front of him with gentle words and resentment.

If it weren't for Cheng Jingchuan, according to the plan, she would have finished the candlelight dinner with Zhou Hao and be enjoying movie time on the sofa.

Wen Yan then realized that his complaint was actually unreasonable.

Her job was as a personal assistant. Everything Cheng Jingchuan asked Wen Yan to do was within the scope of her work, and the salary he paid was enough to match Wen Yan's efforts.

As the plane climbed to an altitude of more than 10,000 meters, Wen Yan just looked at the night outside the porthole and sighed inwardly, thinking about how to compensate Zhou Hao in the future.

2

Cheng Jingchuan hurried to Jianghai City to attend a designer exchange meeting, which was held in the conference hall downstairs of the hotel. Wen Yan had calculated the itinerary accurately, and they arrived just before the start. As soon as

entered the scene, Wen Yan felt like he had been cheated by his boss.

All the men and women in the audience were well-dressed and all were in formal attire. In such a serious atmosphere, her dress looked like someone on vacation who had gone to the wrong venue.

The gazes coming from all directions made Wen Yan feel ashamed. She shrank her neck and wanted to find a seat in the corner to sit down, but Cheng Jingchuan walked straight to the front row.

Wen Yan: "..." She could only bite the bullet and sit next to Cheng Jingchuan.

On the other hand, her boss was sitting upright, with his jaw tightened, revealing a perfect side profile. He was staring at the podium intently, completely undisturbed by the surrounding environment.

The mobile phone vibrated, Wen Yan calmly lowered his body, supported temples , and took out the mobile phone with one hand.

She clicked on WeChat and slowly sat up straight. She tightened her grip on the phone with both hands, and all the sounds in the venue became an illusory background.

Friend Xiao Ai sent her a video, which was a dinner party held by Zhou Hao and his company. Xiao Ai and Zhou Hao were in the same company but in different departments, and occasionally had dinner together. This was nothing, but the key was that there was a woman sitting next to Zhou Hao. .

They were too intimate. They sang on a microphone next to each other in the dim light of the KTV. They both seemed a little excited.

There is another photo, which is the back view of Zhou Hao and the woman leaving together.

Xiao Ai sent her another message: Although this doesn't mean anything, Wen Yan, if you still care about Zhou Hao, don't be too impatient.

Wen Yan stared at the screen blankly. He made up his mind for a long time and dialed Zhou Hao's number without caring about the meeting.

voice prompts that the number she dialed has been turned off.

is like giving a sentence to a relationship.

Under what circumstances would Zhou Hao shut down? It must be when he doesn't want to be disturbed by anything.

She and Zhou Hao were introduced by Xiao Ai, and they both thought they were a good fit and started dating.

In the half year they were together, they rarely had time for a complete date. The last time was a month ago. Wen Yan had dinner at Zhou Hao's place and watched a romantic literary film together on the sofa.

When the atmosphere was in place, Zhou Hao started to kiss her, then he picked up his mobile phone and pressed the power off button.

"I don't want anyone to disturb us at this time." Zhou Hao said emotionally, and he motioned to Wen Yan to turn off his phone as well.

During the few dates, Wen Yan's cell phone would always ring at inappropriate times, and Zhou Hao had complained.

"No, I can't miss the work call." Wen Yan insisted. In order to appease the other party, he took a step back, muted his cell phone and put it on the coffee table aside.

This episode did not affect the ambiguous atmosphere.

Wen Yan had never experienced this before and swallowed nervously. Just when Zhou Hao put his hand into the hem of her clothes, the phone vibrated crazily as if there was a sensor.

"Don't answer!" Zhou Hao sounded unhappy because he was interrupted.

Wen Yan glanced at the words "Big Boss" on the screen of his mobile phone, and his body stiffened instinctively. At this moment, the mobile phone stopped vibrating and displayed a missed call.

Wen Yan's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time she had missed a work call.

only paused for two seconds, and the phone vibrated even more crazily, as if to show the impatience on the other end of the phone.

Probably feeling that the other party was absent-minded, Zhou Hao stood up in a wan manner, letting go of Wen Yan, and the charming atmosphere disappeared.

"Mr. Cheng?" Wen Yan immediately reached for the mobile phone on the coffee table and straightened his messy hair, his breath still a little unsteady.

There was a pause on the other side, and Cheng Jingchuan's deep voice came: "Assistant Wen, what are you doing?"

Wen Yan took a deep breath, glanced at Zhou Hao, who had an unhappy face, and thought, "What am I doing?" You interrupted, but your voice had regained its sanity: "Does Mr. Cheng have any instructions?"

Five minutes later, Wen Yan sat in the taxi. Zhou Hao did not hold back, but kept his face calmly, and put his anger on his face. face.

Half an hour later, Wen Yan appeared at the door of Cheng Jingchuan's house carrying packed crab roe wontons.

It was close to nine o'clock in the evening, and Cheng Jingchuan was still wearing the black trousers and white shirt he had worn during the day. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up, revealing his strong forearms, and his thin lips were pressed tightly, indicating his low pressure at the moment.

He stood at the door and looked down at his assistant: "What's taking so long?"

In order to facilitate work, the company provided the personal assistant with a small apartment rented in the same community. It only takes five minutes to be on call. Available.

"I came from my boyfriend." Wen Yan explained simply.

After getting out of the taxi, she went directly to the restaurant near the community. After packing Cheng Jingchuan's favorite crab roe wontons, she ran all the way over, fearing that Cheng Jingchuan would have to wait too long.

"Yeah." Cheng Jingchuan reluctantly accepted her words and turned to let her enter the room.

"It's so late and you haven't had dinner yet. Can you fill yourself up with one wonton?" Wen Yan put the food box on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, "I won't go in. You eat slowly."

After saying this, Wen Yan turned around and left. She was a little uneasy before leaving, wondering if she could coax Zhou Hao well if she went back now.

It's a pity that her boss didn't let him go.

"Wait a minute -" Cheng Jingchuan crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, "I thought about it and you're right. I really can't eat enough wontons, so please ask Assistant Wen to come in and fry me some egg fried rice ." The moment

turned around, whether it was Wen Yan's illusion or not, her boss curled up the corners of his mouth and showed an unknown smile, leaving a half-open door behind him.

Wen Yan: "..." She really regretted her false politeness just now.

She finished cooking the fried rice that night, waited for Cheng Jingchuan to finish it slowly, and then tidied up the kitchen. She was too tired to do any more work and went straight back to her residence.

Since then, Zhou Hao began to ignore her.

Wen Yan knew she was in the wrong. After all, she had left Zhou Hao aside before, but she also hoped that Zhou Hao could understand how important this job was to her.

Facts have proved that even between lovers, it is difficult to empathize .

3

"Assistant Wen, Assistant Wen?"

Wen Yan didn't know how long she stared at the phone screen, until her vision became blurry and clear, until her ears became noisy, and another voice brought her back to reality.

She raised her head and saw that the crowd had begun to leave. Cheng Jingchuan was right next to her. His face, which was originally cold, could be said to be gloomy this time.

"What are you watching so absorbedly?" Cheng Jingchuan was really unhappy, "Where are the records? Show them to me."

"What records?" Wen Yan was a little confused for a moment.

"Records of the meeting." Cheng Jingchuan stretched out a hand to her.

Obviously Wen Yan couldn't produce it. She said in a daze, "I didn't know that such exchange meetings should be recorded..."

Of course, it was not necessary. Cheng Jingchuan was just dissatisfied that the assistant was distracted during working hours.

He retracted his hand, his expression slightly relaxed, but he saw that the other person's nose and eyes were starting to turn red.

"I'm sorry, it was my mistake..." Wen Yan lowered his head and apologized softly.

"..." Cheng Jingchuan looked depressed and said, "No, it's not necessary."

It won't be related to work mistakes, and there is no need to apologize.

"Huh?" Wen Yan obviously didn't understand. She raised her eyes and looked at Cheng Jingchuan, and the tears that had been desperately holding in her eyes burst out like a dam.

She has always been cautious at work. Even a strict boss like Cheng Jingchuan can't find fault, so she has basically not been criticized in the past three years.

This time it was because her personal emotions affected her work. In the end, she couldn't tell which one made her sadder and more embarrassed, the emotional betrayal or the setback at work.

"Assistant Wen, please pay attention to the impact!"

People who have not yet left the scene cast their eyes here, and Cheng Jingchuan reminded him coldly, lowering his voice.

Wen Yan shook his head, unable to control his emotions at all, and finally started sobbing.

Cheng Jingchuan became at a loss. In the end, he didn't care about the impact. He took out the handkerchief he brought with him and hurriedly wiped her tears.

He wanted to know what kind of evil possessed Assistant Wen tonight. From being depressed on the plane, to being absent-minded just now, and now, his attitude just now was nothing compared to how he treated other employees, and he didn't see anyone crying. Like this.

So a rumor spread from the venue that night that Mr. Cheng of Yuanhui Construction made his assistant cry for some reason, and in the end he had to lower his profile to comfort him.

……

Finally, the two of them went back to the hotel room to tidy up. Cheng Jingchuan received a message from Wen Yan, saying that he didn’t want to go downstairs to eat and asked him to just eat by himself.

Cheng Jingchuan frowned for a moment and replied "Okay".

Later in the evening, Cheng Jingchuan met Jiang Kai, his classmate and friend from college, and the two met to reminisce at the bar opposite.

As soon as he entered the room, Cheng Jingchuan saw Assistant Wen who didn't want to eat, lying on the bar drinking one cup after another.

"Humph." He snorted dissatisfiedly.

Wen Yan usually doesn't drink at all, and he doesn't know how much he drinks. He is obviously drunk.

She picked up her phone and called Zhou Hao again. She wanted him to explain clearly or break up, but the other party was still turned off.

used his unconscious brain to imagine Zhou Hao being with another woman at this moment. Wen Yan just wanted to make himself lose consciousness immediately, so that he would not be troubled.

So she raised her head and drank another glass of liquid.

There is a burning sensation in the throat, and the blood temperature rises a few points. The sweater is open and hanging loosely on the shoulders. The skirt underneath is designed with suspenders, and the exposed skin is fair and flushed.

There was a man whose eyes lingered on her. He asked the bartender for a glass of wine and pushed it in front of Wen Yan. His intention was obvious.

Wen Yan put his forehead in one hand and looked at the strange man with blurred eyes.

"Jingchuan, what are you looking at?" Jiang Kai noticed that Cheng Jingchuan's eyes had been fixed on something since he entered the bar.

"My assistant may be going crazy, I have to go over and sort it out." Cheng Jingchuan had a sullen face and had already walked to the bar.

Jiang Kai was confused, but he still reminded him: "Think about the design competition."

Cheng Jingchuan had disappeared into the crowd. Jiang Kai could not help but smile when he saw him approaching a beautiful drunk woman. .

Wen Yan felt extremely dizzy, but the man kept pestering her and insisted on buying her a glass of wine.

"Are you a fly!? Are you annoyed by the 'buzzing' buzzing in my ears!?"

Resisting the feeling in his stomach, Wen Yan waved his hand, trying to shoo away that person like a fly To drive away, he waved his hand into the air, and was caught by a strong hand around his wrist.

Wen Yan was in pain and felt like he was about to explode. He turned around to look at Cheng Jingchuan's death-like gaze and was instantly deflated.

Cheng Jingchuan's brow bones are high, and his eye sockets are already deep. Under the shadowy light of the bar, his face is even more three-dimensional, and any shadow is beautiful.

After all, he is the one who controls his own financial resources. Wen Yan instinctively feels a sense of awe for his boss, but only in a sober state.

At this moment, she couldn't help but reach out and pinch Cheng Jingchuan's face. Even though she felt dull, the touch on her hands was delicate. She grinned: "Boss, your skin is so smooth..."

... …

4

The next morning, Wen Yan was awakened by the urge to urinate. After releasing the pressure in her bladder, she stood by the sink and washed her hands. When she looked up, she was frightened by herself in the mirror and burped overnight.

is still wearing the same skirt, the sweater she wore has disappeared, her hair is messy, the focus is on the face without makeup, the eyeliner is smudged, there are two black shadows hanging under the eyelids, suspected to be dried tears...

She walked back to the room step by step, and the scattered items reminded her of the absurd memory fragments of last night.

The suitcase was open, and the set of sexy underwear originally prepared for spending the night with Zhou Hao was now dumped on the hotel bed.

Last night, she shook the clothes in front of Cheng Jingchuan and complained: "I was supposed to be with my boyfriend tonight, but you ruined the first time, and you also ruined the second time. What do you have? There is no sympathy..."

The reason why she decided that Cheng Jingchuan had no sympathy was because he grabbed her arm and carried her back to the hotel with great force, without any mercy, and her arm was still aching.

After returning to the room, Cheng Jingchuan leaned slantedly in front of the table, watching her cry and get drunk. In Wen Yan's vague impression, her face was tense and her expression was always calm and indifferent.

The taste of drinking fragments was not pleasant. Wen Yan could no longer think about it. She wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

She lay down on the big bed, not wanting to start a new day of assistant work, not wanting to walk into the next room, and not wanting to face Cheng Jingchuan.

But then she thought about it, she no longer had love, and if she no longer had a job, she would really have nothing!

Thinking of this, Wen Yan took a deep breath, patted his face, and began to bathe, wash and change clothes.

No matter how hard she worked hard, she still looked like she was overindulging in sex and had no energy. There was a pimple on her forehead that couldn't be covered by makeup.

When Cheng Jingchuan saw her coming in, he frowned, but Wen Yan caught her.

She almost apologized, her appearance affected the boss's perception.

Fortunately, Cheng Jingchuan had no other reaction. His slender fingers were buttoning the cuffs of his shirt, and the collar of the shirt was standing up. They had a tacit understanding over the years. Wen Yan immediately picked up the tie hanging in the closet and tied it for him.

She has never tied a tie for her boyfriend, but she is very familiar with the skill of tying a tie.

When Wen Yan joined the company three years ago, Cheng Jingchuan had just taken over the position of president. The person who interviewed her was the former president, Cheng Jingchuan's mother Zheng Yue. At that time, her health was already very bad, and the interview took place in the hospital ward.

Zheng Yue explained her son's living habits to Wen Yan in detail, and also made many demands on her, including having to tie Xiao Cheng's tie every day. Although it was a bit strange, Wen Yan still agreed and agreed. Practice with online tutorials.

Cheng Jingchuan went to school abroad before, but his mother was recalled because of her health problems. There was no occasion where she needed to wear a tie, so she never learned this skill.

Wen Yan always took a long time to complete it at first, and the results were not satisfactory. Fortunately, although Cheng Jingchuan was picky, he did not make things difficult for her in this regard, and patiently let her play around, giving Wen Yan a room to grow.

Cheng Jingchuan's shirt has been changed, but his tie is still the same as yesterday. Wen Yan noticed obvious wrinkles on it, and in a flash, she remembered a certain episode last night.

She grabbed Cheng Jingchuan's shirt front and said heartbreakingly: "You caused my boyfriend to run away with someone else. You compensate my boyfriend. You compensate me for having a boyfriend..."

She was probably tired in the end. Lying on Cheng Jingchuan's shoulder and continuing to cry until her branches were shaking, Wen Yan couldn't remember what Cheng Jingchuan's expression looked like at that time. She only remembered a pair of generous hands gently patting her back to comfort her.

Wen Yan trembled. It must have been her delusion when she was drunk. After all, the words Cheng Jingchuan and "gentle" really have nothing to do with each other.

She closed her eyes in despair, and when she opened them again, all she could see was Cheng Jingchuan's raised Adam's apple. He was looking at her with his narrow eyes slightly lowered, the shadow of his nose was beautiful, his thin lips were pressed tightly, and his chin was The outlines are clear and there is a sense of abstinence.

Wen Yan made no move, she was completely stunned.

In the end, Cheng Jingchuan rolled his Adam's apple, unnaturally pulled open his tie, turned around and said, "Forget it."

No one paid attention to the suspicious redness behind his ears.

Wen Yan's hands froze in place. For the first time in so many years, she realized what other employees in the company said that the big boss's thoughts were difficult to fathom.

In short, as long as she still wants to continue this job, she must act like an ostrich and act as if nothing happened last night.

The various signs that followed still made Wen Yan worried that his job would not be guaranteed.

She forgot to book a return ticket, but Cheng Jingchuan had already booked it.

On the way to the airport, Cheng Jingchuan pushed the suitcase by himself for the first time. Wen Yan wanted to step forward to take it, but Cheng Jingchuan stopped him with a cold voice: "No need."

Wen Yan could only retract his hand.

On the plane, Cheng Jingchuan told Wen Yan that she could take a week off next.

You must know that Wen Yan has not taken a full day off in the past three years, but when this coveted vacation arrived, Wen Yan was almost crying.

The boss doesn’t need her anymore? Are you planning to hire a new assistant for yourself?

Cheng Jingchuan flipped through the magazine on the plane and added expressionlessly: "Take care of your messy things before coming back to work."

Wen Yan: "..."

At any rate, it didn't sound like he meant to abandon her.

5

Wen Yan really needs a holiday. She has things to deal with and needs time to adjust herself.

On the first day of the holiday, she went to the nursing home to visit her aunt.

Ever since Wen Yan could remember, her parents had been at odds with each other. When they quarreled, the word "divorce" was always thrown around. They rarely cared about Wen Yan, and Wen Yan was not close to anyone, but as a young girl, she still hoped to be safe. When they get divorced, one party will take him with him.

Later, Wen Yan analyzed that the pleasing personality in her bones was probably developed when she was young. She tried hard to be well-behaved and sensible to satisfy her parents. Unfortunately, no one wanted her in the end.

She lived with her grandma when she was in elementary school. When she was in middle school, her grandma passed away, and only her aunt Zhou Li took her with her.

Zhou Li suffered from kidney disease when she was young and had no children of her own. She regarded Wen Yan as her own child. A few years ago, her condition worsened and she completely lost the ability to work, and her husband also abandoned her.

Fortunately, Wen Yan found her current well-paying job after graduation. She did not have time to take care of Zhou Li, so she placed her in a nursing home where it was convenient for treatment.

"Aunt, I have almost saved enough money, and I am just waiting for a suitable kidney source. After kidney transplant , you don't need to have hemodialysis every other day, and you can live like a normal person."

Wen Yanpa On Zhou Li's lap, she said the comforting words again, as if she wanted to get a little energy from it, a little motivation to move forward.

Zhou Li's face was dark, unable to hide the tenderness in her eyes. She stroked Wen Yan's hair: "I don't want you to give up your life just for me, who only knows how to work hard to make money."

"I don't have any idea at all. "I'm not tired," Wen Yan squinted in the sun, "The boss is very nice and treats me very well."

Wen Yan didn't mean what he said. Cheng Jingchuan was a picky workaholic, but to be fair, he really cared about Wen Yan. It's not bad. After three years of working, my salary has been increased several times.

"What about your boyfriend? When will you bring him to meet your aunt?" Zhou Li teased her.

Wen Yan was silent now.

Zhou Li probably saw some clues, and said slowly: "I hope you can complete the big things in your life as soon as possible, but only you know whether it is suitable for you. Your parents, your uncle and I, are just lessons from the past."

probably knows it too well. As her niece, she puts others first in everything and often wrongs herself. She is worried that she will be the same emotionally.

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass myself this time." Wen Yan had already made his decision.

The second day of his vacation happened to be Saturday, and Wen Yan invited Zhou Hao to his home.

Although Zhou Hao was surprised, he still went to the appointment on time. Unexpectedly, Wen Yan bluntly mentioned the breakup and asked him to pack his things away.

Zhou Hao refused to do anything, so Wen Yan could only help him pack it up. In fact, Zhou Hao didn't have many things at her house, so he packed everything in a vest bag.

Zhou Hao doesn't want to break up. Wen Yan is a suitable candidate for marriage. She is beautiful, sensible and gentle. Although she is too busy now, she can just wait until she changes her job in the future.

"You have to give me a reason to break up!" Zhou Hao made his final defense for himself.

Wen Yan stopped what he was doing and looked at him: "Then let me remind you, who were you with the night before yesterday and what were you doing?"

Zhou Hao's face froze, and his eyes subconsciously dodge.

If a video or a photo is not enough to explain everything, then Zhou Hao's eyes have confirmed everything.

"Please go out and don't appear in front of me again!" Wen Yan pointed at the door and said word by word.

My boyfriend and I were dating for half a year and we were having a sweet time. My best friend sent me a video and I decisively broke up.

What she didn't know was that at the same time, her boss Cheng Jingchuan was regretting giving her a holiday.

Without the breakfast prepared by Assistant Wen, the scheduled lunch, and the right coffee... Cheng Jingchuan felt that a part of his life was seriously missing.

And this is only the second day. Breakfast is brown bread and coffee. It was a usual combination during the years when I was traveling alone, but now it tastes tasteless. The key is that the coffee I mixed is already hard to swallow.

He began to miss the millet porridge cooked by Assistant Wen with sun-cooked eggs .

A rest day does not mean no work. After exercising in the morning, Cheng Jingchuan sat in front of the computer and opened his work inbox. The emails in the inbox were not labeled and looked messy.

He closed the mailbox angrily, rubbed his temples, and decided to go for a walk, and before he knew it, he came to the door of Wen Yan's house.

He had never been to Wen Yan's residence. He only scanned the house number on the employee information and remembered it.

Cheng Jingchuan raised his hand and knocked on the door. The door happened to open from the inside. It was Zhou Hao who opened the door. Their eyes met, and both of them were slightly startled.

"Mr. Cheng? Why are you here!?" In the end, Wen Yan in the room spoke first, and she was really surprised.

The words "Mr. Cheng" made Zhou Hao realize the identity of the man in front of him.

His eyes went back and forth between the two of them, and finally he turned to ask Wen Yan: "Why is he here? Why is he coming to your house on a day off?!"

Wen Yan didn't want to talk about personal feelings in front of his boss, so he suppressed his emotions. , said quietly: "This has nothing to do with you."

"How do you say it has nothing to do with me!? You are always on call, you spend more time with him than with me, and we go on business trips together... ..."

Zhou Hao's eyes turned, and he suddenly had an idea: "Or have you been together for a long time? You just found an excuse to kick me!"

It turns out that this is how I am in the eyes of the other party. After half a year, my relationship has changed. Not to mention how deep it was, but Wen Yan thought he was giving his sincerity, but it was just feeding the dog.

She just wanted Zhou Hao to get out of her house right now, and said, "It's a coincidence. The night you were with someone else, I was also with someone else, and we had a good time!"

Cheng Jingchuan was dressed casually. Trousers and a simple white cotton T-shirt, the smooth muscle lines on his chest were vaguely visible. He crossed his arms and leaned against the door, looking like it had nothing to do with him. He raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

was caught off guard. Zhou Hao turned around and punched him in the face with a wave of his hand.

6

Cheng Jingchuan turned his face slightly, and when he turned around, he saw Wen Yan's expression mixed with shock and astonishment.

He was half a head taller than Zhou Hao. He also practiced boxing when he was in school. Zhou Hao was no match for him if he really wanted to fight back, but he suddenly didn't want to do that.

"Hiss——" Cheng Jingchuan covered half of his face and bowed slightly, his expression was very painful.

This is the young Master Cheng who Zheng Yue said he had pampered since childhood! Wen Yan no longer cared about Zhou Hao and stepped forward, holding his face and looking at him with a frown.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Cheng Jingchuan bared his teeth, but did not wave away Wen Yan's hand that touched his injury. He glanced at Zhou Hao while Wen Yan was not paying attention.

’s look was provocative and a little proud.

Zhou Hao originally hit the person on impulse and stayed there. Now watching this performance, he was really dumbfounded.

"Oh, it's swollen. Let me get you an ice pack to apply it on!" Wen Yan said and walked into the house.

Cheng Jingchuan calmed down his expression, wiped the non-existent blood at the corner of his mouth, looked down at Zhou Hao, and said with some casualness: "You slandered me for sleeping with my assistant, I don't have to argue with you, even if you punch me, I'll let you go. Pass you."

After a pause, Cheng Jingchuan's tone became cold: "The premise is that you stay away from Yan Yan. If you keep insisting, then -"

So what, he did not continue. Zhou Hao looked at his gloomy expression and felt that Mr. Cheng might be able to do anything.

He had no intention of pestering him and left with his vest bag.

Cheng Jingchuan looked at the hurried figure with an unclear look in his eyes. He turned back and walked into the house in a swaggering manner, closing the door behind him.

Cheng Jingchuan sat on the sofa and looked around. The room was neatly decorated yet warm, with a gentle personal style.

Wen Yan walked up to him with an ice pack and a towel. Seeing that the other person had no intention of reaching out, he wrapped the ice pack in a towel and gently applied it to the swollen half of his face.

"What do you mean by 'being with others' that night?" Cheng Jingchuan looked at the person in front of him with a little amusement in his eyes.

Wen Yan muttered in a low voice: "We were with others, and I didn't say what I did..."

Cheng Jingchuan raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean by 'having a good time'?"

Wen Yan: "..."

All in all, that night of drunkenness was definitely not a pleasant experience.

In her weak consciousness, even though she knew who the people around her were, she still used wine to vent her emotions, completely letting herself go without restraint.

It was always because of himself that Cheng Jingchuan received that punch. Wen Yan apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Jingchuan did not comment and looked at her in silence.

After a long time, he called her in a deep voice: "Yanyan."

Wen Yan was a little distracted and did not notice this too intimate title. Cheng Jingchuan continued: "If you have something to do in the future, you can directly ask for leave from me."

"Ask for leave. Did you approve it?" Wen Yan responded absently.

Cheng Jingchuan thought for a while, if the reason for asking for leave was to date his boyfriend... He shook his head: "No."

Wen Yan: "..."

"Actually, you should thank me."

Wen Yan discovered Cheng Jingchuan's mind jumped so fast that she couldn't keep up, and asked in confusion: "Thank you for what?"

"Shouldn't you thank me for helping you identify scumbags?" Cheng Jingchuan crossed one leg and said casually: "Life is not only about love. You can't hang around a man. Some people want to climb the wall, and you can't even look at them. "

"..." Wen Yan: "Then I thank you."

Cheng Jingchuan said with a smile: "No. "You're welcome."

The truth is that Wen Yan was a little upset. Afterwards, she realized clearly that she might not be nostalgic for that person, but regretted the feelings she had wrongly paid.

asked her to weigh between work and Zhou Hao, and she always chose the former.

She didn't think carefully about whether the relationship between her and Zhou Hao had developed further, but on her birthday night, she wanted to continue what she had not finished before, with the mentality of making up for it and making goodwill.

She felt that her life was quite tiring. When she was a child, she acted like a good girl in front of her parents. When she grew older, she was worried that her grandma would leave her, that her aunt and uncle would not want him, and that she did not want to disappoint her boyfriend once she got into a relationship.

Now, it seems that only work is left in life, but she still tries her best to satisfy her boss with her work.

7

On the third day, Wen Yan ended his vacation. When he appeared in front of Cheng Jingchuan wearing a straight black and white professional suit, he felt as if he had been separated for a long time.

Cheng Jingchuan was not surprised. He was very good at using people, as if nothing had happened before, and he looked like an unsympathetic capitalist.

If you really need to study it carefully, some things are still different.

Wen Yan served Cheng Jingchuan coffee. Cheng Jingchuan frowned after taking a sip. Then she remembered that she forgot to add sugar and milk.

Cheng Jingchuan has a tricky taste. He likes coffee to be extremely sweet, completely covering up the sour and bitter taste. He also doesn’t like to drink tea because it can be astringent.

As a southerner, I can’t stand a little sweetness when eating vegetables.

Zheng Yue didn't tell her these things at first. She slowly observed and explored her boss's preferences after taking office.

Other employees of the company said that Mr. Cheng always had a paralyzed face and was difficult to get along with at first glance. Except for unavoidable official business, they would stay as far away from him as possible.

Wen Yan sounded uncomfortable and even defended Cheng Jingchuan. In fact, Cheng Jingchuan had figured out his preferences and was considered a generous boss.

Colleagues expressed disdain for Wen Yan's excuse and replied to her in a somewhat eccentric manner: "That's for you, Assistant Wen, it's different for the rest of us."

Wen Yan didn't understand why, and gradually became alienated from other employees. The rules of the workplace are In this way, when you stand with your boss, it means losing the opportunity to have a heart-to-heart relationship with other colleagues.

Of course, the premise is that it goes with Cheng Jingchuan's preference. If it goes against the grain... He frowned, and Wen Yan's eyebrows jumped.

According to Cheng Jingchuan's temperament, she would definitely make her pour away the coffee and make another cup. She was already ready to apologize.

But Cheng Jingchuan just put the cup back on the table and glanced at her without saying a word.

Everyone discovered that Assistant Wen, who had always been hard to fault, was frequently in trouble when she came in, and some people were waiting to see her being pointed at her nose and scolded by her boss.

But unexpectedly, Cheng Jingchuan chose to be lenient towards his assistant's "minor mistakes" without even a word of criticism. He simply didn't want to be too double-standard.

What’s even weirder is that Cheng Jingchuan no longer lets Wen Yan call him “Mr. Cheng”, but insists on asking her to change her name to “Jingchuan”. Wen Yan feels awkward and finds it difficult to adapt, so Cheng Jingchuan threatens her with a deduction for every wrong call. Year-end awards.

Wen Yan was finally called Shunliu.

Regarding Cheng Jingchuan's strange behavior, Wen Yan attributed it to the boss's whim and did not think deeply about it.

Only later did Wen Yan realize that it was not a whim, but a conspiracy.

It was two months later that Wen Yan attended a cocktail party with Cheng Jingchuan. Someone proposed a toast to Wen Yan. He was the representative of Party A of the cooperation. Wen Yan could not resist, but before the wine reached his mouth, he was stopped by Cheng Jingchuan.

This person was talking to someone just now, but he didn’t know when he noticed this.

"I'm sorry, my assistant is allergic to alcohol, so why don't I drink this cup for her." Cheng Jingchuan said, took the cup from Wen Yan's hand, raised his head and drank it all.

Wen Yan saw his twitching Adam's apple and angular jaw, and wanted to remind Cheng Jingchuan whether he had remembered it wrong. He was clearly allergic to alcohol.

But it’s too late.

Wen Yan looked at the empty cup in his hand: "Are you... okay?"

Cheng Jingchuan whispered in her ear: "I can't let my assistant drink in front of so many people. Crazy."

His breath was hot, with a hint of alcohol, which may have reminded Wen Yan of her wantonness and absurdity that night, and her cheeks felt hot.

At the moment when she was dazed, Cheng Jingchuan's face became abnormally flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, small rashes appeared on the exposed skin, and his breathing became rapid.

Wen Yan only knew that Cheng Jingchuan was allergic to alcohol and had never drank alcohol before. She didn't know that the allergy could be so serious, and she was a little confused for a moment.

She followed Cheng Jingchuan's instructions and took him away without disturbing anyone else, driving all the way to the hospital.

Although the other party tried his best to suppress it, Wen Yan could still feel the rapid and disordered breathing of the people around her. She was so anxious that she almost cried. If Cheng Jingchuan hadn't helped her hold the steering wheel, she almost hit a passing truck.

"Don't worry, I won't be in the way. It will be fine as soon as the rash goes away." Cheng Jingchuan comforted her warmly.

"How could I not be anxious? Is it uncomfortable for you to be like this?" Wen Yan glanced at him, obviously complaining, but it sounded more like concern.

Cheng Jingchuan helplessly reminded her to pay attention to driving. He remained silent and stopped talking. In fact, he didn't know it would be so serious this time. In the past, it was just a small rash, which would go away.

Someone is clearly freaking out.

"I'm sorry." Cheng Jingchuan apologized softly for the first time, and he didn't know if the other party heard him.

It wasn't until Cheng Jingchuan went to the hospital to get hooked up on an intravenous drip that Wen Yan temporarily breathed a sigh of relief. He still paid close attention to his symptoms nervously, checking from time to time to see if the rash had subsided a little.

"Yanyan." When Wen Yandi rolled up his sleeves several times, Cheng Jingchuan grabbed her hand, held it in his palm and rubbed it repeatedly.

The palms of his hands were dry and warm, and Wen Yan had an untimely thought: Is this considered workplace harassment?

She subconsciously wanted to take her hand back, but Cheng Jingchuan didn't let her succeed. He didn't use too much force, but Wen Yan's hand couldn't move in his palm.

"Yanyan, look, we don't have time to find someone else to fall in love with, why don't we stay together?"

His voice was low, with a hint of drunken laziness, like a joke, but it was overwhelming.

Wen Yan knew all the girlfriends Cheng Jingchuan had dated before. She prepared all the gifts first-hand, but it seemed that the longest they dated did not last more than two months.

Wen Yan knew she couldn't take it seriously, but when the other party's moist eyes fell on her, her heart beat still lost its original rhythm.

"Are you drunk?" Wen Yan turned away, not daring to look at him, "I'll buy you some millet porridge." Cheng Jingchuan chuckled: "I'm just allergic, not drunk."

But he was still I let go, not insisting on getting an answer at this moment.

8

Ever since Cheng Jingchuan expressed his feelings so straightforwardly, every seemingly invisible touch between the two people and every meeting of their eyes seemed to be a little ambiguous.

This troubled Wen Yan very much.

When she looked at Cheng Jingchuan before, she only saw a filter called "boss". It was only now that she realized that Cheng Jingchuan was a man first.

A handsome man.

A handsome man who expressed his affection for her.

She has no way to continue her undistracted assistant job.

Just like when Cheng Jingchuan and several designers were discussing in the office, Wen Yan came in with tea in hand. The saucer was unstable and some of the hot tea spilled out.

Cheng Jingchuan stepped forward, took away the saucer, held Wen Yan's hand and asked nervously: "How is it? Does it hurt?"

There was no burning pain in his hand, but Wen Yan's cheeks were burning because of several strange glances in the office.

Cheng Jingchuan didn't know if he noticed it, but he didn't care about other people's opinions.

When she was not qualified for a job, Wen Yan thought about resigning, but before she could submit her resignation, news came from the hospital that Zhou Li had received a suitable kidney source.

When she made the call, Cheng Jingchuan was beside her. He pondered for a while and asked her: "Which hospital?"

Wen Yan said the name of the hospital, but Cheng Jingchuan said nothing more. He only approved her vacation and let her Spend time with your family.

The operation was arranged unexpectedly smoothly. The surgeon who performed the operation was Cheng Jinghui, the most famous surgeon in the city.

Cheng Jinghui finished checking on the surgical patients before leaving get off work, and sat next to Wen Yan who was guarding outside the ward. His voice was low and hoarse, showing a little tiredness: "What is your relationship with Jingchuan?"

It was not in a questioning tone. Although Wen Yan was surprised, Still respectfully replied: "I am his assistant."

Cheng Jinghui looked at Wen Yan with the gentleness of an elder: "That must not be an ordinary assistant relationship, otherwise Jingchuan would not ask me for you, he and I...he hasn't contacted me since I divorced him."

Wen Yan was even more surprised: "You mean, you are Jingchuan's father?"

Cheng Jinghui did not deny it. He looked forward. He seems to be reminiscing about the past: "I am not a qualified father. He told me since he was a child that he wanted to study medicine. Later, I divorced his mother. Just to get angry with me, he gave up studying medicine and went to study architectural design."

" He can do very well in anything he does. He won an award when he was studying abroad, but he came back to take over the company and never touched design again. "

Wen Yan thought of the overturned trophy in the corner of Cheng Jingchuan's home window. She wanted to straighten it up, but Cheng Jingchuan only said: "Don't worry about unimportant things. "

When he said that, his eyes did not fall on the trophy.

"There is no one around him anymore. Please stay with him." "Cheng Jinghui sighed, like a summary.

Wen Yan wanted to say why it was me, but was interrupted by a "Dad" coming from the other end of the corridor.

A boy who looked like a junior high school student ran towards Cheng Jinghui at full speed, behind him Followed by a young and gentle woman, completely opposite to Zheng Yue’s smart and capable temperament

“Let’s go home. "Cheng Jinghui rubbed the little boy's hair and said to the mother and son.

Wen Yan watched the family of three leave. Looking back, he found that at the other end of the corridor, Cheng Jingchuan's tall figure was covered in shadow.

Even after he became an adult, he was influenced by his parents' life. The loneliness and depression of abandonment still cannot be resolved.

The emotions between people are not connected, but at a certain moment, two independent souls can empathize with each other

. Resisting her inner impulse, she slowly walked through the long aisle. She saw the fine dust suspended in the slanting light of the setting sun. She walked to Cheng Jingchuan step by step and gave him a long and seemingly long hug. We will never be separated again.

Cheng Jingchuan stretched out his hand, leaned down slightly, and hugged her tighter.

"I'm not angry. "Cheng Jingchuan buried his head in the crook of her neck and said in a muffled voice.

It took a while before Wen Yan realized what Cheng Jingchuan was saying. Cheng Jinghui said that he should be out of anger when he gave up studying medicine. In fact, he didn't understand his son.

That year They divorced because each other only cared about their careers, and Cheng Jinghui couldn't stand his wife's dominance. When a gentle and considerate young girl threw herself into her arms, he couldn't resist the temptation.

Cheng Jingchuan followed his mother and applied for the college entrance examination. At that time, Cheng Jinghui had just given birth to a young son, and her mother founded the "Yuanhui" construction company.

Zheng Yue proposed that he study architectural design so that he could help him in the future. In order to comfort his mother, who seemed to be in a disadvantaged situation, Cheng Jingchuan simply offered. Agree.

He did become interested in this industry. After graduating from his undergraduate degree, he continued to study abroad. However, before completing his studies, he was rushed back to China by Zheng Yue and asked him to take over his company.

"I just hate my own. Life is arranged. "

They were sitting on the bench in the corridor. The surroundings were so quiet that there was only the regular sound of instruments. The setting sun shone on the two of them through the row of windows, and the shadows cast on the ground were closely connected.

Wen Yan turned his head and looked at Cheng Jingchuan, He raised his head and closed his eyes slightly, and his words sounded a little childish.

Zheng Yue concealed his illness at the time and hurriedly arranged everything for his son, hoping to pave a smooth path for him. After she left, Cheng Jingchuan asked again. Hating her selfish concealment.

She thought she was doing him a favor, but it also left him with a lot of regrets.

It was probably his late rebellion. Apart from taking over the company founded by Zheng Yue, Cheng Jingchuan had to go against her expectations in everything. .

Zheng Yue asked him to study architectural design, and he never touched design again.

When Zheng Yue assigned Wen Yan to him, he told him: "That is a good girl, you can try it too. Look everywhere. "

For a certain period of time, Cheng Jingchuan made things difficult for Wen Yan in every possible way, expecting her to give up and resign voluntarily.

But Wen Yan had an attitude of being unyielding and unwilling to make progress. He didn't even feel that he was deliberately making things difficult. Instead, he gradually Mastered his temperament, some preferences that even he himself was not aware of.

The point is that she takes the trouble to help him tie his tie every day. This is a skill that he is too lazy to study, but he is happy to have someone take care of it for him.

Gradually, he got used to Wen Yan's thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness. He liked the coffee she prepared and her daily breakfast. He was used to her handling his daily affairs in advance, reporting to him on key points, and helping him arrange his schedule...

Cheng Jingchuan He also dated a few girls, but somehow, he always subconsciously compared them with his assistant. Those who were prettier than her were not as gentle as her, and those who were docile than her were not as careful as her... In the end, he had to admit that none of them could make him fall in love. Heart.

Cheng Jingchuan was a little irritable. This irritability reached its peak after he found out that Assistant Wen had a boyfriend.

The feeling of loss was hard to describe. The only connection between him and her was work.

Unfortunately, her boyfriend failed to withstand the test in the end.

is a little regretful. It is his luck. When the opportunity appears again, he can only seize the people around him.

"Yanyan, it's a good thing you stay with me..."

Cheng Jingchuan stayed with Wen Yan all night. In the end, he couldn't resist his sleepiness and said this vaguely before going to sleep.

Wen Yan looked at the man lying on his lap and stretched out his hand to gently trace his outline. He couldn't explain why, and the feeling in his heart was complicated and difficult to describe.

9

Zhou Li recovered well, and Wen Yan submitted her resignation half a month later.

Cheng Jingchuan, who was sitting behind his desk, looked on guard: "You know I can't live without you, and I don't understand your choice!"

He walked around to Wen Yan, held her wrist, and lowered his posture. He said: "Are you still dissatisfied with the salary? This can be discussed later."

Wen Yan shook his head: "The salary is already high enough, but I can't be your personal assistant for the rest of my life."

"My major is also architectural design. , I originally applied for the job of assistant designer, but Mr. Zheng told me that my salary would be higher as my personal assistant. I was anxious to save money for my aunt's surgery, so I agreed. "

" What about now? He twitched the corner of his mouth but failed to form a complete smile, "You have made enough with me and are going to run away?"

Wen Yan looked at him in silence.

"I'm sorry I was a little hasty, I didn't mean it." Cheng Jingchuan held her hand instead, "Then you can stay with me in another way and be my girlfriend? You know what will happen if I leave you How unaccustomed it is..."

"You also said that you won't be used to it. I really don't understand. Do you really like me, or are you just used to me serving you by your side and holding you up in the sky like a young master? ."

Wen Yan looked at him calmly.

Cheng Jingchuan was stunned.

Wen Yan broke away from his hand.

"Then how do you want me to prove that I really like you?" Cheng Jingchuan was panicking for no reason.

"No need to prove, maybe you don't even understand it yourself."

These were Wen Yan's last words. Cheng Jingchuan watched her holding a box and leaving her territory without looking back.

Since then, his life has fallen into a trough of depression, and he has not hired any new assistants.

has lived alone for so many years, and his ability to take care of himself is not bad. Without Wen Yan's proper care, he can still take care of his life in order.

He didn't know how to prove that he really liked someone. He only knew that he was not inseparable from Assistant Wen, but that he was willing to let himself rely on her.

Half a month later, Jiang Kai invited him to his company. This classmate and friend from college proudly introduced his assistant designer: "You should be familiar with this person, gentle and gentle."

Cheng Jingchuan gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Kai's expression that he wanted to be beaten. He once suspected that he let him pass on purpose, just to show off to him.

He couldn't accept Wen Yan serving tea and water to others, so he pulled her aside and said unwillingly: "Would you rather change a company than be my assistant?"

"Mr. Cheng, I am now an assistant designer. Teacher, not someone's personal assistant," Wen Yan reminded him coldly.

The unfamiliar word "Mr. Cheng" hit Cheng Jingchuan hard. He was still fighting for himself: "Then how about you follow me? Don't forget that I am also a designer!"

Wen Yan looked at him with complicated eyes: "Then don't forget that you haven't had any works for three years, and Jiang Gong only won an award last year."

Cheng Jingchuan was completely knocked down.

Before leaving, he stood in front of Jiang Kai's workstation with an unnatural expression: "When is the deadline for the designer competition you mentioned last time?"

After Cheng Jingchuan left with low pressure, Jiang Kai rushed He made an "OK" gesture with Wen Yan.

...

It was two months later that I met Cheng Jingchuan again. He stood on the stage and explained his design concept for a hope primary school. It combined geographical and humanistic factors, and the modeling was simple and vivid.

This was Wen Yan’s first time coming into contact with Cheng Jingchuan’s work. It was the first time that he saw him express his professional content on stage, and his heart was as shocked as a mountain roaring like a tsunami.

He stood on the stage, his demeanor remained the same, and he was a little thinner than before. His shirt was two buttons open and he didn't wear a tie. He looked a bit casual in such a solemn occasion.

But this did not affect his obtaining the highest ranking in this design competition.

When the show was over, Cheng Jingchuan held the trophy and blocked Wen Yan's way.

Jiang Kai on the side smiled and left "congratulations", then wisely left the space for the two of them.

"Am I qualified now for you to come to me and be my assistant designer? I can teach you anything you want to learn." Cheng Jingchuan proudly raised the trophy in his hand.

"Why are you so naive?" Wen Yan sneered, but his heart began to beat violently.

"You don't know that in order to catch up with this design, I have spent all my time forgetting to eat and sleep. Yan Yan, can you bear to torture me like this again?" Cheng Jingchuan continued to suffer.

Wen Yan only smiled and said nothing. He had interviewed Jiang Kai's company by mistake. Jiang Kai remembered that Cheng Jingchuan abandoned him for this assistant.

He asked Wen Yan to cooperate with him to inspire Cheng Jingchuan and let him pick up his major again. Wen Yan didn't think she had that energy, but it turned out that her status in Cheng Jingchuan's heart was much higher than he thought.

"Yanyan, when you said you wanted me to compensate you for a boyfriend, do you still count? I will compensate you for myself, okay?"

Cheng Jingchuan looked at her for a moment, his eyes were dark and bright, and he lowered his eyes slightly. The tail is like a puppy begging for love.

Wen Yan felt like she was drowning in such eyes, melting bit by bit. She was afraid that Cheng Jingchuan would continue to say something outrageous, so she nodded and agreed: "Enough, enough, enough."

Cheng Jingchuan was satisfied He took her into his arms and still didn't let her go: "Do you still have that set of underwear of yours? Just wear it for me tonight. I've imagined it more than a hundred times..."

Wen Yan felt ashamed and embarrassed, She quickly covered his mouth, but Cheng Jingchuan easily broke away and sealed the other's lips with his own.

Wen Yan was relieved for the time being. At least, he could stop making shocking remarks.

She was lost in a lingering kiss. During the brief moment of awakening, she almost wondered, was this... the same glacial Cheng Jingchuan? (original title: "Golden Assistant")

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