Chapter 199 I Will Never Get Tired of You

"It's unjust that President Jiang doesn't sit at the main table." Zhang Xiaoxiao joked with a smile.

She noticed the clues earlier than anyone else in the secretarial office. Looking back, she actually found quite a few loopholes, but no one had such a rebellious idea, nor did they dare to think about it, as they always felt that it was a blasphemy to their respective marriages.

Originally, she just thought that Xu Xian and Mr. Jiang were relatives or friends. Ever since she started to speculate, she has not been as unscrupulous as before, but she still maintains a comfortable social balance.

Now that I fully understand their relationship, I feel more at ease.

The memory of the dead suddenly attacked Xu Xian. She felt that this sentence was inexplicably familiar, as if it was the last time Jiang Shibai made trouble at the door of the secretary's office, and she had said this to him openly and secretly.

"Stop making fun of me, I was just saying it casually."

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something, and turned her head to look at Tu Xue, saying sincerely, "Haven't you been clamoring to have dinner with your brother-in-law? Together at noon?"

Tu Xue: “…”

That was her youthful and ignorant ambition.

If she knew that Xianxian's relative was Mr. Jiang, she would never dare to call him "brother-in-law".

"No, no, I don't want to eat. I have an appointment at noon. I have an appointment." Tu Xue shook her head, leaving a shadow, afraid that the dinner would be confirmed if she was a second late, so she used the excuse Xu Xian used to evade her in the past.

The next second, she abruptly changed the subject, patting her chest and assuring, "Xianxian, don't worry. I promise to keep an eye on President Jiang for you and prevent any women outside from getting close to him. I'll report to you anytime if anything happens."

Xu Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she heard this. She didn't say that she was completely confident in Jiang Shibai, but she also didn't have any doubts in her heart.

It is too tiring to live in fear all your life.

Marriage is like sand. If you hold it tightly in your palm, it is impossible not to let any grain fall off in your lifetime. Even if you can catch the sand that is destined to slip through your fingers for a while, it will eventually fall to the ground.

Only the sand that will never disperse belongs to you.

Jiang Shibai is the head of the Jiang family. His noble and wealthy status means that he is surrounded by all kinds of outstanding women. There are countless women who are more beautiful than her, more knowledgeable and more elegant in conversation than her.

She is just a tiny star in the vast universe, dazzling but also ordinary.

In a marriage, if a woman needs to restrain, discipline and monitor a man's behavior and conduct at all times, it only proves that he is not a good man.

As long as she has a clear conscience, if her marriage ever breaks down, she will be able to extricate herself gracefully. After all, she will not keep garbage on her, nor will she go back to pick it up.

As for what Jiang Shibai thought, she had no control over it, nor did she want to bother trying to figure it out.

Moreover, Jiang Shibai gave her a strong sense of security, which prevented her from having any unrealistic thoughts in this healthy marriage.

Spontaneous giving and oppressive charity are completely different concepts.

After finishing the things at hand, Xu Xian went to the tea room and brewed a cup of black coffee at the right temperature for Jiang Shibai, just like the first time he made coffee for him.

After several months of practice, she became so skilled at making coffee that she could almost make a cup of coffee to his taste with her eyes closed.

As usual, I brought the coffee, knocked on the door and delivered it to the office.

The man took off his pure black windbreaker, and the collar of his wrinkle-free white shirt was open, revealing his sharp collarbone. His deep and cold eyes were outlined along the clear contours, and his gaze was focused on the computer screen.

The cuffs were rolled up to the top of the forearms, revealing the veins on the arms and backs of the hands. The light grey mouse rested in the bony hands, swinging left and right.

The warm sunlight outside the window shines through the glass and climbs onto the table along the white marble tiles.

Golden light and shadow wandered above, passing over a stack of documents, and stopped at the man's ring finger. The silver plain ring reflected a faint light, and the dial above the wrist bone glowed with a cold light.

The man's attention was all on the computer. Xu Xian stepped closer in high heels.

He didn't know whether it was the sound of heels hitting the ground that disturbed him, or the aroma of coffee that made him notice that there was another person in the room.

He raised his eyes without warning, and their eyes met unexpectedly in mid-air.

Seeing this, Xu Xian paused slightly, raised his eyebrows, and then walked over steadily with the coffee in hand.

Jiang Shibai was very familiar with her footsteps. He had noticed them the moment she entered the office.

The woman's steps were swaying, and her walking was full of charm. Every step she took was captivating, and every step she took entered his heart.

He didn't come back to his senses until he saw a cup of fragrant coffee on his right.

"Come and bring coffee?" The coldness between Jiang Shibai's brows disappeared completely, replaced by relaxed laziness, and his tone was nonchalant.

That's because when you see someone you like, you subconsciously feel relaxed and comfortable.

Xu Xian sat down on his thighs without any hesitation and found a comfortable position in his arms.

Seeing this, Jiang Shibai curled his thin lips into an arc, and subconsciously restrained the slender waist with his big hand, lifting her up so that she could sit more comfortably. His movements were skillful, and it was obvious that he did it many times in his daily life.

The thin crimson lips moved close to her sensitive earlobe and kissed it tenderly.

Having his earlobe touched was an almost daily stimulation, but Xu Xian still shrank his neck sensitively, trying to stay away from his teasing. Then a low laugh came to his ear.

"It seems that the good boy is still not used to it."

Xu Xian: “…”

It would be strange if you could get used to it. Who can desensitize their sensitive points?

The ambiguous atmosphere in the office was growing. Xu Xian felt his cheeks getting hot. He shrewdly changed the subject and answered his previous question, "This is the last time I will make coffee for you as Secretary Xu. It's a way of repaying you for taking care of me over the past few months."

Not to mention their relationship as husband and wife, Jiang Shibai did take good care of her at work.

This cup of coffee has a beginning and an end.

"Oh? It seems I have to finish this cup of coffee to not let Secretary Xu down." Jiang Shibai glanced at the steaming coffee, and a smile flashed in his dark eyes.

The next second, he sighed again, "It's just a pity that I won't be able to drink Secretary Xu's personally brewed coffee at work anymore."

It’s not that he couldn’t bear to part with the coffee she made herself, but he felt a little lost because he wouldn’t be able to see his sweet baby during working hours.

Now their offices are only a few steps away from each other. Whenever he misses Guaibao, he can see him as soon as he goes out.

But if she goes to work at the design company tomorrow, we can basically only meet during lunch break. If she is very busy, we have to wait until after get off work.

A day without seeing you feels like three years, and a few hours without seeing you is no different from a day to him.

Xu Xian tilted his head slightly and saw the cunning in his eyes. It was obvious that he was an actor, and a sticky one at that.

She understood what he meant, which was that he simply felt that they wouldn't be able to see each other after work.

"I see you every day, and you're not afraid of getting tired of it."

"I will never get tired of you, and I even wish I could get sick of you to death." Jiang Shibai played with her little hand with a doting tone.

Xu Xian rarely choked him. He kissed his cheek soothingly, his voice soft and gentle, as if coaxing a child, "Then Mrs. Jiang will make coffee for you at home in the future, okay?"