A door separates two people and divides them into two worlds.

It just so happens that both of them are entangled and lamenting to death, and I don’t know whether to say that they are telepathic or fate?

Sikong Yang couldn't accept his own reaction. He clearly only had that person in his heart, but why, why did he treat his secretary like this...

Moreover, he didn't feel disgusted at all.

It was as if this was an action he was already used to, but he had never done it before.

Jiang Xunmi has been by his side for two years. If he had other ideas, why would he wait until now? Really...

So it must be that I didn’t sleep well and my thoughts were not clear, which led to the wrong perception. I should get some sleep.

Finding an excuse for himself, Sikong Yang ignored the ten o'clock meeting and went straight into the lounge to catch up on his sleep.

After Xunmi returned to her office, she was completely devastated. She had just lamented that her character seemed to have collapsed, but it collapsed again within two seconds.

It really seems like God is killing her. Can't she just have fun for once? How sad.

And the male protagonist's reaction just now, it seemed like he had already suspected her and was testing her, and then she gave a wrong answer, so he ran away.

The more I think about it, the darker my life becomes. What should I do?

Or, should she resign?

Or find a way to remedy it, but...how?

After sighing for a long time without coming up with a solution, I resigned myself to my fate and started to prepare the materials needed for the meeting.

Let's take it one step at a time. Maybe she's just being overly suspicious, although the possibility is very small.

But we should always be optimistic, so that we can live longer.

"Ding ding..." Just as I finished organizing the documents on the desk, the alarm clock rang. It was nine forty-five.

He stood up and knocked on the door that had just closed in front of him, 'Knock knock knock, knock knock, knock knock...'

After knocking three times in a row, no one answered. Xunmi frowned. Where was the male protagonist?

Could it be that he was seduced by the heroine?

But is the progress so fast?

I knocked a few more times, but still no one answered. I looked at my watch which showed fifty, thought for a moment, and spoke.

"President, there's a meeting at 10 o'clock. I've prepared the information. Should I bring it in to you now?"

He waited quietly for a reply, but from the 50th to the 52nd, and then to the 55th, there was still no response, and Xunmi's brows furrowed even deeper.

Could it be that the male protagonist stood them all up? Damn, today is Saturday and they should have been on holiday.

Just because the boss said there was a project that required overtime, everyone obediently went to work.

But what is the situation now? The leader is not here?

Seriously, she'd hit people.

Just when Xunmi was so angry that she couldn't help but kick the door, the door opened.

The exposed man's clothes were a little messy, his collar was slightly open, and his tie hung loosely around his neck, giving off a sense of wildness and dominance.

Looking up, the dark eyes were bottomless, overflowing with coldness, and seemed full of aggression.

Especially his tall stature, with these added factors, makes him seem even more unattainable and awe-inspiring.

Xunmi silently suppressed his inner restlessness, looked away unnoticeably, and respectfully repeated his previous words.

Sikong Yang, who had just fallen asleep, was not fully awake yet, but he remembered every word Xunmi said.

"Oh." He replied calmly, then turned and left, not forgetting to close the door.

Xunmi didn't know what to say when the door was closed in front of her for the second time. She felt very complicated.

It's so complicated that I want to flip the table. Damn, is this reaction an agreement or a disagreement?

Oh what? Oh, being a secretary is really a technical job that requires high emotional intelligence.

She stood at the door and thought for a while, then returned to her office with a stack of documents and knocked on the male protagonist's door again.

She is a qualified and conscientious secretary who supervises her boss diligently at all times.

Just as his hand was about to soften, the door opened again, and Xunmi quickly said, "President, here are the documents. Would you like to take a look?"

Sikong Yang felt a little better after a while, but not much better than before. He always had the symptom of becoming drowsy when suddenly woken up.

It's just that he had always been able to restrain himself in such situations in the past, but today, for some reason, he showed it so openly.

I didn't even realize it, it's amazing.

Seeing that the other party was just staring at her without any reaction, Xunmi tentatively pushed the door open on her own and walked inside carefully.

After putting all the things on the male protagonist's desk, she turned around and saw an enlarged face.

"Tidy up your clothes." A sentence suddenly came out from the pursed red lips, which made Xunmi a little stunned.

Then she couldn't help but roar, what the hell is the male lead trying to do, she is the supporting actress, not the female lead.

Sikong Yang's eyes gradually became clearer, but he still stared at Xunmi intently. Finally, Xunmi couldn't stand being stared at anymore, so she resigned herself to her fate and started to clean up.

This is what a secretary should do, she told herself.

By the time Xunxie smoothed out the wrinkles on his shirt and fixed his tie, Sikong Yang was completely awake.

But when he noticed what the two people were doing, his ears turned red. Fortunately, they were hidden in the hair and could not be seen unless you looked carefully.

But this was enough to make him panic again. He was really not normal today and he couldn't stay asleep until he woke up.

"Ahem, cough, cough, you go out." He turned away, hiding his inner feelings, his eyes a little vague.

Xunmi nodded, walked around the crowd without looking back, closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was quite skilled in the business, otherwise she would have been in trouble.

Why is she so scared of being a secretary? She has to pay attention to her image all the time and be tormented by her boss. It's so tiring.

He leaned against the wall to relax, took out a small mirror, looked at his disguise, and adjusted his clothes.

After making sure everything was alright, he straightened his back and waited quietly at the door.

There were sixty seconds left to ten o'clock, and when I reached fifty-nine, the door opened.

Sikong Yang, dressed in a well-ironed suit, looking handsome and heroic, walked out.

Even if there is an annoying document in his hand, it still does not detract from his natural nobility.

Xunmi followed silently behind him. This time she was very careful and kept an eye on the people in front of her. Nothing unexpected happened until they entered the meeting room.

The meeting was particularly simple and rough, and she fully witnessed the hero's decisiveness.

If there is any flaw, you have to start all over again. It is so strict that you have no friends.

And the speed is so fast, it's like a war, every second counts.

Even if Xunmi had a strong brain, he couldn't record everything word for word while being distracted, so he had to focus all his attention on the screen in front of him.

Therefore, she did not notice Sikong Yang's glances at her from time to time, and naturally missed the deep affection in his eyes.

The owner of the eyes didn't notice that. He was still lost in the mysterious logic and couldn't come back to his senses.

Her fingers are so beautiful, slender and long, white as jade, as if they were polished according to specifications.

How wonderful it would be to hold it in the palm of your hand and hold it with your own.