Chapter 21 Jealousy Shen Li was stunned for a moment, then realized what the other person was thinking…

Shen Li was taken aback, then realized that the other party had mistaken her for someone else. Just as she was about to explain, Zhou Ya continued, "You are really good-looking! Stunningly beautiful! If you were to debut as a star, there would definitely be a ton of... um... people who would like you."

Zhou Ya originally wanted to say that there were a lot of girls, but then she changed the subject and felt from the bottom of her heart that it was likely that more than just girls liked this type.

Shen Li: "Thank you?"

Zhou Ya: "By the way, how have you been these past few days? Is your mentor easy to get along with?"

Perhaps Zhou Ya's expression of meeting an old friend in a foreign land was too vivid, and Shen Li inexplicably swallowed back the words on his tongue, instead saying, "I'm fine, how about you?"

"Me? I'm awesome! Although she seems cold, she's incredibly patient and always reminds me of things to be careful about." Zhou Ya's eyes crinkled with laughter. "Everyone in the department is very easy to get along with."

"Ah..." Zhou Ya was about to continue sharing when she suddenly caught a glimpse of Shen Li's slightly envious gaze. She stopped talking and subconsciously looked at the administrative office a few meters away, which was hidden by green plants and had a harmonious atmosphere with occasional chatter.

Zhou Ya turned her gaze back to Shen Li, who sat alone in the corner of the sofa. The warm winter sun shone in from the window behind him, illuminating Shen Li's back, but his face was shrouded in shadow, making him look extremely lonely.

Zhou Ya seemed to understand something, awkwardly scratched the back of her head, and looked at Shen Li, hurriedly trying to comfort her, "It's okay, it's just work. Oh, I'm sorry, do you... do you want some milk tea? It's on me."

Zhou Ya's way of comforting people is as endearing as she is; she believes that if someone is in a bad mood, drinking some dessert or eating some sweets can revitalize them.

Shen Li was taken aback and immediately realized that Zhou Ya had misunderstood. She thought he was being isolated by the department, which was why he was sitting in the corner; she also thought he had been hurt by her unintentional words, and that the girl with an overly high sense of morality was eager to make up for her "mistake".

Zhou Ya opened her food delivery app and filtered for milk tea vendors: "What would you like to drink?"

Shen Li's lips twitched slightly, but before she could say anything, Zhou Ya cut her off: "No! Don't say thank you. Just add each other on WeChat later. It's okay. We can eat together in the future, so you'll have company."

Shen Li was taken aback, and he hurriedly avoided Zhou Ya's concerned gaze.

He still wasn't used to it.

I'm not used to someone who's almost a complete stranger showing me such strong kindness.

Zhou Ya mistook Shen Li's stunned expression for embarrassment, fearing he might refuse. She quickly ordered two signature drinks and, with lightning speed, pointed the camera at her face.

"bite"

Payment successful.

Shen Li's raised hand froze in mid-air. He sighed; things had gone completely astray and urgently needed to be brought back on track. Before he could utter a single word, Zhou Ya stood up, took a document from Su Lin, and hurriedly said, "The milk tea is here; I'll bring it to you." Then she rushed off in a hurry.

"Hmm?" Zhou Ya brushed past the administrative manager, who blinked in confusion upon hearing the second half of her sentence.

Manager: Send it over? What is it? Documents? Hmm!

The manager suddenly realized that the document in her hand was a hot potato. She looked at Shen Li and said hesitantly, "Should I send it up to you too?"

Shen Li: ?

What are you talking about?

Shen Li didn't understand, and he took the document with a puzzled look and left.

After placing the documents on her desk, Shen Li headed towards the elevator. Once inside, she casually sent a WeChat message to Jiang Huaichuan.

[Shen Li: I'm going to the dessert shop across the street. Shall I get some coffee?]

[Jiang Huaichuan: Craving dessert? It's cold outside, I'll go buy some.]

Jiang Huaichuan pushed open the door, but Shen Li was not there.

[Jiang Huaichuan: Have you already gone?]

[Chen Li: Okay, don't follow me. I brought a hat and scarf, I'll be right back.]

Jiang Huaichuan closed the door, walked to the French windows and looked down. Sure enough, in less than half a minute, he saw Shen Li.

Jiang Huaichuan smiled, his fingertips tapping on the cold, hard glass. He watched as the small black dot below moved, swaying left and right to avoid the cleared snow path before stepping onto the snow with a clear purpose.

Jiang Huaichuan: ...

Jiang Huaichuan almost laughed in anger. No wonder he didn't let him come along; he was sneaking off to play in the snow.

Shen Li bounced around a few times, then obediently walked back to the path. Perhaps it was a telepathic connection between the couple, but Shen Li suddenly turned around at the intersection and looked towards Jiang Huaichuan's office.

The company's floor-to-ceiling windows were polished to a shine, radiating a dazzling, cold light under the sunlight. Shen Li squinted.

[Shen Li: ...Are you looking at me?]

Jiang Huaichuan: Hmm.

[Jiang Huaichuan: The light is green, please be careful when crossing the street.]

Does this person... treat him like a child...?

Shen Li's face flushed slightly. She put her phone in her pocket, crossed the traffic lights, and entered the dessert shop.

About fifteen minutes later, Jiang Huaichuan saw Shen Li come out, holding a blue-green paper bag unique to the dessert shop.

"Chairman Jiang, what are you looking at?" At the traffic light, someone asked the man next to him inside the silver and black Bentley that was parked.

The man was around sixty years old, with graying temples, wearing a sharp suit, and his narrow eyes were lined with wrinkles that showed the marks of time.

“A familiar junior.” The man’s kind voice rang out, his gentle eyes filled with a hint of nostalgia and surprise. “He looks much better.”

The middle-aged man beside him did not reply, but followed Jiang Zhirong's gaze and saw a figure wearing a hat and wrapped in a black down jacket.

The green light came on, and the vehicles slowly drove away, heading to the other side.

Before Shen Li could knock, the floor-to-ceiling brown solid wood door in front of him opened, revealing Jiang Huaichuan's lean and sexy wrist.

Shen Li handed the coffee to Jiang Huaichuan.

"Why did you buy a strawberry cake?" Jiang Huaichuan took a sip of coffee, glanced at the strawberries decorating the light pink triangular cake in the bag, and asked curiously.

Neither he nor Shen Li likes strawberries, and the two of them almost never buy strawberry-related products.

Shen Li: "A return gift for a girl."

"Cough!" Jiang Huaichuan coughed, frowning as he glanced at the coffee in his hand, feeling that the coffee suddenly tasted incredibly bitter.

Why did you send a return gift?

Who is it?! And who is it again?!

Jiang Huaichuan's alarm blared. He put down his coffee, his eyes deep and dark. Shen Li sensed something was wrong. She grabbed the dessert bag and turned to leave, but was pulled back by an irresistible force.

Jiang Huaichuan pulled Shen Li close, holding the back of her head, and lowered his head to press his lips against Shen Li's pink, slightly upturned lips. At first, he only gently rubbed them together, with restraint.

"Mmm." Shen Li pushed Jiang Huaichuan away, but as soon as she took a step back, Jiang Huaichuan pressed closer. Shen Li's breathing became heavier, and she let out a groan. Jiang Huaichuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and his tongue pried open Shen Li's teeth. Shen Li's eyes widened, and she was forced to respond. In just a few breaths, she was kissed until she was breathless.

Finally, Jiang Huaichuan released his lips and gently massaged Shen Li's back with his large hand, his eyes filled with darkness.

Who... is it that's secretly trying to steal his position at the company under the guise of work?

The rich aroma of coffee still lingered on her lips and teeth, but Shen Li's lips ached. Taking advantage of Jiang Huaichuan's moment of contemplation, Shen Li propped up her weak legs, grabbed the dessert bag, and retreated outside.

Rushing to the administration department, I bumped into Zhou Ya at the elevator entrance. She was holding a milk tea and standing there in a daze, so much so that she didn't even notice when the elevator doors opened.

——

"What?!" Zhou Ya felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She slowly rolled her eyes and pointed at the sofa. "You mean, the man who was sitting there half an hour ago was the legendary Shen Zhu?!"

Five minutes earlier, because she hadn't had time to add him on WeChat, Zhou Ya needed to deliver the milk tea to "Ji Tong" after it arrived, and also add him on WeChat to arrange lunch.

Standing at the entrance of the administrative department, Zhou Ya craned her neck to look inside, but did not see any familiar faces.

"Hey?" Su Lin, who was sitting at the first workstation by the door, greeted Zhou Ya and asked, "What brings you here? Who are you looking for this time?"

Zhou Ya walked in apologetically and said, "I'm looking for Ji Tong."

"Oh, Ji Tong, a pretty girl is looking for you." Su Lin winked mischievously and called out to the back.

"Here!" A boy stood up from behind, looking puzzled, clearly not recognizing Zhou Ya.

"Boom!" Zhou Ya's mind went blank. She almost wondered if she had slept too late last night and her eyes and brain were not working together this morning.

Who is this?

Zhou Ya blinked at Ji Tong: Who are you?

Ji Tong blinked back, puzzled: "Weren't you looking for me?"

Zhou Ya smiled apologetically at Ji Tong and asked Su Lin, "Wasn't that the guy in the black suit who was sitting on that sofa just now Ji Tong?"

"Huh? No?" Su Lin was taken aback, quickly recalling that the only person who had come to the administration department today wearing a black suit... was...

"That's Chen Zhu. I saw you two sitting together just now. Didn't you recognize him?"

Su Lin spoke the truth decisively, which shocked Zhou Ya to the point of being completely terrified.

Zhou Ya's voice trembled, and she asked again, still clinging to a sliver of hope: "Is it the one that was mentioned in the company's slacking-off group, the one where, while you were staring at Shen Zhu, President Jiang was also staring at Shen Zhu?!"

Su Lin nodded solemnly.

Zhou Ya was utterly devastated: It's over... I haven't even met the boss in three days, and I've already flirted with the boss's wife...

"Careful." Shen Li reached out and blocked the elevator door from closing, her gaze sweeping over the milk tea.

Zhou Ya jolted awake, her eyes widening: "Shen...Shen Zhu!"

"Sorry to keep you waiting, this is a return gift." Shen Liming, the girl who had seen him, knew it was a misunderstanding and that she had already recognized him.

Zhou Ya stared wide-eyed, flattered. She carefully reached out and took it, her previous dejected expression vanishing: "Thank you, Assistant Chen."

Hehe, this is Chen Zhu's little cake.

"You're welcome." Shen Li smiled faintly, his gaze sweeping over the milk tea in Zhou Ya's hand again. He pursed his lips and asked uncertainly, "Should I have this milk tea back?"

"Here you go, here you go." Zhou Ya quickly handed over the milk tea.

Shen Li smiled, her almond-shaped eyes curving slightly: "Thank you."

"No, no, no, no," Zhou Ya waved her hands repeatedly.

The two entered the elevator. The assistant department and the secretary's office were on the same floor. Shen Li pressed the elevator button.

As they approached, Zhou Ya hesitated, then asked tentatively, "Shen Zhu, could you finish your milk tea before you go back?"

Shen Li was puzzled.

Zhou Ya was so anxious that she scratched her head and cheeks.

"bite"

The feeling of weightlessness in the elevator disappeared, and Zhou Ya quickly explained with her eyes closed, "Um, well, I'm afraid of President Jiang, hehe... ga!!"

The elevator doors opened, and Jiang Huaichuan stood a meter away, his tall figure standing there with one hand in his pocket. Noticing the movement, he lifted his eyelids and looked over, his expression calm and collected.

Ding-dong, open the door, death has arrived.

Zhou Ya, having no other choice, simply said nonchalantly, "Hello, President Jiang."

Jiang Huaichuan: "Mm."

He turned to Shen Li, his tone inexplicably softening: "I'm going to a meeting."

Seeing that Jiang Huaichuan was alone, neither with Song An nor with his tablet, Shen Li knew perfectly well that this person was definitely waiting at the door to catch him. He just didn't expect there to be others there, so he gave himself an excuse.