Chapter 65 Suddenly Changed His Mind

She sat up groggily, the shoulder strap of her nightgown slipping down to one side with the movement, but she didn't notice.

When the refrigerator door is opened, a blast of cold air hits you.

She took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and took a big gulp.

The cool water slid down my throat, slightly relieving the dryness.

As soon as she gently placed the bottle on the table, she suddenly heard the sound of "tap tap tap" of a keyboard coming from not far away.

She was startled and subconsciously turned her head to look.

My gaze fell directly on the man in the corner of the sofa.

Sheng Tingzhou remained seated, his slender fingers slowly tapping on his laptop, his expression focused.

But his gaze had already risen and landed directly on her.

"You haven't left yet?"

Song Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, then blurted out in surprise.

"Why are you still here so late?"

Sheng Tingzhou did not answer immediately.

His gaze lingered on her for a moment.

The white slip dress was originally worn neatly.

But when she raised her hand to drink water, one of the shoulder straps slipped off and hung crookedly above her arm.

The V-neck design perfectly accentuates the subtle curves of the chest.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his eyes flickered, and he quickly turned his face away, but his tone remained calm and normal.

"Your house is warm, can't I use the air conditioning?"

Song Zhiwei almost choked on the water she had just swallowed, coughed, and looked at him in disbelief.

"Is it really necessary, Mr. Sheng? ...Is your company short of electricity? Or did the group building experience a power outage this morning?"

Sheng Tingzhou ignored her questions and continued to stare at the screen, his fingers still tapping on the keyboard.

But the pace slowed down noticeably.

After a moment, he finally spoke.

"Is there any more water? I'm a little thirsty."

"have."

Song Zhiwei responded softly, her tone calm but with a hint of hesitation.

She turned and walked towards the kitchen, her footsteps light and soft on the wooden floor.

I took an unopened bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator with my fingertips; the bottle was still slightly cool.

She tightened the bottle cap, then turned and walked towards the sofa in the living room, intending to sit back down in her original spot.

But just as she took a step, her right foot suddenly slipped.

The soles of my shoes felt like they had stepped on something wet and slippery.

Her body suddenly lurched forward, her center of gravity completely out of control, and she fell straight down.

Her heart tightened suddenly, and the cry of alarm stuck in her throat, unable to escape her lips.

In her panic, she instinctively raised her hands and grabbed at the air haphazardly, trying to grab onto anything that could support her and steady herself.

However, as soon as his fingers brushed against the air, a powerful force suddenly came from his waist.

She was firmly held in a broad chest.

Her palm landed squarely on the man's firm chest.

Song Zhiwei was stunned, her mind went blank.

My heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment, then suddenly accelerated.

She slowly raised her head, her gaze gradually shifting upwards.

Sheng Tingzhou looked down at her flushed cheeks, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over her slightly open collar.

Song Zhiwei seemed to notice his gaze lingering on her, and her heart skipped a beat.

She hesitated, then followed his gaze downwards little by little.

When she saw what she was wearing, she almost screamed.

She actually forgot!

I just took off my coat so I could put on these loungewear pajamas!

A light apricot-colored silk slip dress-style robe with a slightly open neckline, delicate shoulder straps, and lace trim at the waist...

This is absolutely not an outfit you should wear in public!

Are you born in the Year of the Dolphin?

Sheng Tingzhou suddenly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.

He raised his hand and gently rubbed his ear.

"Shouting so loudly."

Song Zhiwei was speechless for a moment, her ears burning.

She hurriedly tried to get up, kicking her feet a few times on the ground and using her hands to brace herself against his shirt.

But here's the problem.

Her pajamas were made of silk, which was incredibly smooth.

As soon as he applied force, his hand slipped on the fabric, failing to support his body and causing him to lose his balance again.

Seeing that she was about to fall again, her nerves were stretched to the limit. Driven by her survival instinct, she instinctively grabbed the man's collar.

Sheng Tingzhou was standing upright, but he did not expect her to suddenly exert force and pull hard.

Caught off guard, his body leaned forward, and his center of gravity shifted forward instantly.

The two were already very close, and this lean directly broke the last safe distance.

Soft, warm lips brushed against her right cheek without warning.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Song Zhiwei's mind went blank, and all she could see was a handsome face magnified several times over.

Her face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, and even her fingertips were trembling slightly.

The large hand on his waist moved slightly during the brief silence.

His warm breath pressed against her skin.

"Is Assistant Song trying to seduce me?"

Song Zhiwei didn't dare to look at him at all; her eyelashes trembled violently.

She bit her lower lip hard, trying to suppress the panic in her heart.

"No... I didn't mean to."

Sheng Tingzhou raised an eyebrow, a half-smile curving his lips.

He tilted his head slightly, scrutinizing her flustered expression, and slowly asked, "Was that intentional?"

"no!"

She quickly added, still keeping her voice very low.

"That's not what I meant... I really didn't..."

"I really didn't mean that... I just didn't expect you to be at my house."

Sheng Tingzhou helped her up naturally.

He applied slight pressure, his fingertips supporting her arm.

He immediately adjusted his position and, without the slightest hesitation, picked her up and sat her on his lap.

His arms were firmly wrapped around her waist, as if afraid she would escape.

Faced with that handsome face so close to hers, Song Zhiwei froze for a moment, her breath seemingly stopping for a second.

She had never been so close to him before.

"What if I allow it?"

"ah?"

She instinctively tried to back away, but he held her firmly in his arms.

Sheng Tingzhou tilted his head slightly, his thin lips lightly brushing against her ear.

His voice was deep and seductive, each word striking her tense nerves.

“I said… you are allowed to seduce me.”

Song Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat, and she froze instantly.

Finally, she mustered her courage and whispered, "Mr. Sheng... please don't make jokes like that."

"Which of my statements sounded like a joke?"

Sheng Tingzhou chuckled softly, his fingers slowly threading through her hair.

His palm was pressed against the back of her head, and he slowly pulled her towards him, forcing her to lift her face and look directly into his eyes.

Song Zhiwei bit her lower lip, trying to suppress the panic in her heart.

A faint pink hue spread from her ears to her neck.

She actually really disliked his flirting.

After a long while, she finally spoke softly, her voice barely audible.

"President Sheng, don't worry, I won't do such a thing."

She wouldn't humiliate herself by trying to please him.

She still remembered that in her first year of high school, Zhou Yunhan suddenly changed her attitude and took the initiative to apologize.

She was shocked and confused, not knowing why the other person had suddenly changed.

At first, she didn't believe it at all.

After all, the ridicule, isolation, and exclusion she endured over the years were all inflicted upon her by this very person.