Chapter 61 Tie up that sentimental scumbag (12)

"Chengbei has entered the second phase of the project. A quarterly summary meeting will be held at 3 pm today..."

Li Ziyan's voice was pleasant, like a trickling stream, or like an emotional announcer. He talked about the work tasks one by one without making Shen Zhuoyuan feel annoyed. Instead, he felt that even work was a pleasant thing.

"Buzz—"

There was a vibration from Shen Zhuoyuan's phone, and a message reminder was displayed on it. Li Ziyan looked unaffected. After finishing the rest of the content, he bowed slightly and wanted to leave the office, but was held by Shen Zhuoyuan's waist.

"Why does Xiaoyan always leave so quickly? Is there some monster in my house?"

"No, no...Brother Yuan, I'm just worried about affecting your work."

"Your absence affects my work." Shen Zhuoyuan said this without blushing at all. He held Li Ziyan's hand tightly, feeling the fragrance and warmth of Li Ziyan's body.

Li Ziyan's face turned red, and he let Shen Zhuoyuan hug him from behind and put his head on his shoulder.

There was another vibration from the other side of the table. Li Ziyan lowered his eyebrows, hiding the trace of sadness in his eyes, and gently reminded: "Brother Yuan, your phone is ringing. Do you want to check the message first?"

"It's not too late to see it later, let me hold you first."

After hearing what he said, Li Ziyan stopped talking. The two stayed for a while. Shen Zhuoyuan insisted on giving Li Ziyan a kiss on the cheek before letting her leave.

Seeing the door closed properly, Shen Zhuoyuan sat back on the stool, feeling that he had really changed his personality. If it were any other time or someone else, he would not be so easy to talk to and could be dismissed with just a kiss on the cheek.

With a smile on his face, Shen Zhuoyuan opened his phone and looked at the friend request sent on it, his expression became a little subtle.

The signature above was familiar to him. It seemed to belong to a former...lover? Or perhaps a romantic partner? Shen Zhuoyuan's finger paused on the "reject" option. After hesitating for a moment, he finally pressed the green option.

Li Ziyan returned to the office, put his things aside, and diligently processed the documents needed for work. He was very fast, but his expression was not as relaxed as usual. 007 saw it but said nothing. He turned around to look at the two boxes that were shaking slightly behind him. His electronic eyes flashed a few times but he said nothing.

The relationship between the two was going smoothly. Li Ziyan pretended very well, as if he knew nothing and continued to play the role of being obedient and sensible. Shen Zhuoyuan also got used to the peaceful and stable life with Li Ziyan. The occasional hug and hand holding, or the kiss on Li Ziyan's blushing cheek, could make him feel satisfied.

It's just that sometimes, Shen Zhuoyuan would feel uncomfortable. Li Ziyan gave him 100% trust, and he didn't check his phone or ask any questions. Sometimes, when someone with ulterior motives sent a message to remind Li Ziyan, Li Ziyan would not ask any questions.

This kind of Li Ziyan made Shen Zhuoyuan feel satisfied, but also made him feel a little guilty, but this guilt was quickly overwhelmed by other emotions.

"Why don't you wear more clothes? The temperature has dropped these days, be careful not to catch a cold." Shen Zhuoyuan frowned when he saw Li Ziyan wearing only a suit, took off his coat, and put it on Li Ziyan, "Wear it. If you get sick, I'll be the one who feels bad."

Li Ziyan blushed and handed over the document in his hand. "The plan is ready. I will handle it at the company. Don't worry."

"Of course I feel at ease with you around." Shen Zhuoyuan held Li Ziyan's face with one hand, gently stroking it with his fingers, and said hesitantly, "Today... this afternoon I have an appointment with Wei Ning, you don't have to cook."

"..." Li Ziyan's gaze paused for a moment, but he quickly reacted, smiled and nodded, but his hands tucked into his sleeves were clenched into fists, "Then you should rest early."

"Yeah, I know."

Li Ziyan pulled the corner of his mouth, and when Shen Zhuoyuan's hand wanted to leave his cheek, he covered it with his own hand. His thin palm was like a piece of jade, holding Shen Zhuoyuan's palm, "Brother Yuan... I like you..."

His voice was very low, like a whisper to himself, but it was loud enough for Shen Zhuoyuan to hear clearly... Then he turned his head and placed a light kiss on the palm of Shen Zhuoyuan's hand, like a feather gently brushing past, leaving only a soft and heart-warming touch.

Before, Shen Zhuoyuan thought that kissing lips was the most exciting flirtation, but he didn't expect that just kissing the palm of the hand was enough to make him aroused. However, the other party did not give him a chance to go further, let go of his hand, and got into the car.

Shen Zhuoyuan stood there, watching the car leave, exhaled deeply, calmed the surging emotions, and restrained the emotions in his eyes.

After returning to the company, Li Ziyan sat in the office, doing nothing. He just looked at the time quietly, stroking the cuffs of his coat, his eyes dim.

Time passed minute by minute. Half an hour had passed since the end of Shen Zhuoyuan's meeting. The employees in the company also left work. Li Ziyan finally stood up from the stool, exhaled, put on his coat, put Shen Zhuoyuan's coat on his forearm, and walked out of the office little by little.

He was Shen Zhuoyuan's assistant, with many privileges that others couldn't access. With just one phone call, he could get Shen Zhuoyuan's location from the driver. Li Ziyan sat in the car, watching himself getting closer and closer to Shen Zhuoyuan, but his heart remained calm.

"Hello, we're here."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

After paying, Li Ziyan got out of the car, calmed down, put on a perfect smile on his face again, and walked into the restaurant. The restaurant was often visited by Shen Zhuoyuan, and the waiter naturally knew Li Ziyan and took the initiative to take Li Ziyan to the private room where Shen Zhuoyuan was.

This restaurant is very private and has excellent sound insulation. Li Ziyan didn't know who was sitting inside. He composed himself and knocked on the door, but his fingers rested heavily on his coat.

The door was gently pushed open, and two people were sitting inside, Shen Zhuoyuan, and a boy wearing a casual shirt with a fashionable collar design, revealing a large area of snow-white skin. The two people's actions were not very intimate, but the boy's hand was on Shen Zhuoyuan's leg.

"What are you doing?" The boy had never seen Li Ziyan's appearance before. When he was disturbed, he frowned in dissatisfaction, but he didn't notice the drastic change in the expression of the person next to him.

"I...sorry to bother you two," the smile on Li Ziyan's face disappeared completely. He wanted to laugh but couldn't. His eyes quickly turned red. He put the coat in his hand aside and bit his lip. "I came to deliver clothes to President Shen. I'm sorry."

After saying this, Li Ziyan turned and left without stopping.