Chapter 60 You Don't Bother Me

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Before leaving get off work on Thursday, Lin Zaoyi received a call from her editor-in-chief, asking her to come to the office. Before entering, she was careful and turned on the phone's recording function.

If necessary, report this scumbag.

Yu Long was on the phone and gestured for her to wait. The call was short, but she overheard the gist of it.

Regarding the number of positions available for permanent appointment.

After hanging up, Yu Long took off his glasses and wiped them with a cloth. Without the frames, he exuded a gloomy aura.

"Did you hear the phone call?"

She nodded and hummed in agreement, intentionally leading the conversation down the line, "Do you have any for me?"

Yu Long put his glasses back on. "Let's see what you do."

She pretended not to understand, "What do you mean?"

Yu Long stared at her for two seconds, then smiled, "Someone as smart as you wouldn't be unable to guess. Give me your reply after the holiday, and it will be discussed at the end of the month."

The timing was perfect. Lin Zaoyi had just returned to her workstation when Zhao Qingqing arrived. Only she would care about trash like Yu Long.

The sarcasm in his eyes was undisguised. "Stay away from me, I find you disgusting."

Who else was "them" referring to? Zhao Qingqing understood, and she retorted without backing down, "Lin Zaoyi, your face is quite seductive!"

Lin Zaoyi swept her sharp gaze over, "I advise you not to mess with me, or I might just blurt out something."

He deliberately spoke slowly and deliberately, "For example, the stairwell."

Zhao Qingqing not only shut up, but also hurriedly walked away.

The phone rang. Lin Zaoyi looked down, and when she saw the note displayed on the screen, her slightly lowered eyes momentarily dazed.

She answered the phone.

The voice that reached my ears was deep and clear: "Go downstairs."

He's back.

......

As Lin Zaoyi exited the building, before her gaze could even focus, the driver got out of the car, walked around the front of the vehicle, and opened the back door. "Ms. Lin."

Lin Zaoyi nodded, "Thank you."

As soon as she got into the car, she smelled the sweet, milky aroma of honey. She instinctively sniffed it. "Palm pastry, right?"

Tan Zhaojing remained silent for a moment, his gaze lingering briefly on her face. In those pure eyes, it was almost certain that she didn't care at all whether he would return, or even when he would return.

All I care about are the foods.

He silently pointed to the passenger seat.

Lin Zaoyi's gaze followed the finger and wandered over it. In addition to the few items she wanted to eat, she also bought some of the other classic items in the store.

I couldn't resist taking a bag from inside and opening it. As my fingertips reached for the pastries, I suddenly remembered that it was impolite to eat in someone else's car.

Withdraw your hand and tie the packaging opening tightly.

"Eat." A warm, deep voice sounded in my ear.

"We'll eat the same thing when we get home."

"It'll be two hours before I get home, can you wait that long?"

She sensed something else in his voice, "Are you taking me somewhere?"

Tan Zhaojing tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips. "I'll do the shopping for you, so it's not too much to ask you to treat me to a meal, is it?"

Not excessive at all, it's perfectly reasonable.

Lin Zaoyi put the pastries back in the passenger seat. "What would you like to eat?"

"It's your decision."

She could be herself, but not him. Before asking the driver to change the route, she asked, "Do you mind if I take you to a street food stall?"

Tan Zhaojing replied to the email, asking casually, "Does it taste good?"

Lin Zaoyi thought it was okay, "It's just that the environment isn't very good. If you're not used to it, we'll change locations."

"It's alright, go ahead."

Cars turn onto the main road; it's rush hour, and everywhere is congested.

Lin Zaoyi looked out the window listlessly; there was nothing to see but cars and people.

She looked away, her gaze unconsciously sweeping over the man. After a few days, the wound on his lip had almost healed, with only a thin scab remaining.

The man staring at his phone screen suddenly spoke up: "Want another bite?"

"..."

So you're saying this person is a dog?

Very good.

Numb glanced at him, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Tan Zhaojing locked the screen, reached out and pulled her into his arms, "Then let's be frank, where's your conscience? Not a word of concern before the business trip, and not a single message during these past few days, don't tell me you're busier than me."

Lin Zaoyi's first reaction was, "The driver is still here, can't he be more careful?"

The driver not only heard it, but also saw it clearly. He was bored while waiting and only glanced at it casually, but he never expected to see this scene in his rearview mirror.

Yinmi was startled and silently turned her head to look out the window.

Do not look at what is improper.

Lin Zaoyi lowered her voice, "Release it quickly."

Tan Zhaojing made no move.

She took action.

I pinched his arm; his muscles were as firm as steel plates. I then poked his waist.

Tan Zhaojing wasn't afraid of pain, but the itching was almost unbearable. He said in a deep voice, "Raise the barrier up."

The barrier slowly rose, like a screen.

Lin Zaoyi wasn't as intense as before, but there was accusation in her eyes. "Let go."

He insisted on getting an answer.

Since that's the case, she'll give it to you, saying, "I was afraid of bothering you."

It's all just perfunctory, yet it's still like that.

But he said, "You are not bothering me."

Lin Zaoyi's heart skipped a beat. She wanted to give a perfunctory "oh," but his burning gaze showed no intention of letting her go. He was so focused that it seemed to melt her.

Then, a very light kiss landed on her forehead. "I've been thinking about you these past few days."

This man has that skill; when he gets into romance, few can resist him.

If it weren't for that tiny bit of reason still holding me back, I would definitely be clinging to him and kissing him like a lovesick fool right now.

Avoiding his gaze, she acted nonchalant, saying, "Oh."

His palm rested on his waist, stroking it absently. "During these past few days, did you really miss me?"

She shook her head slightly.

I'm not so decisive; I'm still thinking about it.

Tan Zhaojing raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Don't lie."

Lin Zaoyi's voice suddenly became erratic, "Who spilled it?"

“Then raise your head and say it.”

"No." She wouldn't listen to him.

But she couldn't resist his actions. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. He seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, his features no longer sharp, and he looked warm and deep.

After a few moments of eye contact, a faint smile appeared in his eyes. "Dishonest."

A touch of warmth touched her lips—his fingertips. The pressure was light, almost imperceptible, yet she found it irritating. After just a few strokes, her breath became ragged.

If this continues, we're bound to fall into a pit.

He brushed it aside and said, "Just say what you want to say, don't get handsy, you're acting like a thug."

Finally, he added a poignant comment: "Old rogue."

Tan Zhaojing: "...Old?"

“Of course,” the girl raised her chin, showing no fear of him what she had shown before. “They say there’s a generation gap every three years. Do you want to calculate how many generation gaps there are between us? It’s only because my mom is with Uncle Tan that it’s not unreasonable for someone your age to call him uncle.”

Eloquent and quick-witted.

Tan Zhaojing pinched the soft flesh on her face. "Six years, the most suitable age difference for marriage according to scientific research. I have no bad habits, I don't smoke, and I exercise regularly. The only bad habit I might have is irregular sleep when I'm working. I will adjust it in the future, so there is no problem in terms of time to accompany you until you grow old."

Her heart, which had just calmed down, started pounding wildly again, sending a shiver of pain through Lin Zaoyi's chest.

Despite their clandestine relationship, he promised to stay together until old age.

He's blatantly seducing her and crossing the line.

No, I can't take the bait.

With a smirk, she said, "Well, you're quite healthy. Don't smoke anymore, keep it up, or you'll easily get lung cancer."

Tan Zhaojing: "..."

Something that spoils the mood.