Chapter 24 Mr. Yan, I was wrong

Seeing that the situation was not good and that time was running out, Su Ruan immediately gave in.

"I won't do it again, I won't do it again."

"President Yan, I was wrong."

Her voice was muffled beside his leg, soft and sweet with a hint of pitiful vulnerability.

Like a cat finally giving in, it rubbed against his palm slightly.

"Bite lighter next time?"

Yan Tingnan scoffed softly, a dark glint in his eyes.

This little liar, he talks the talk but his actions are always stirring up trouble.

"You admit your mistake quickly."

"Unfortunately, the bones are still hard."

He suddenly grabbed Su Ruan's shoulders and pulled her up from that ambiguous spot between her legs.

The movements weren't gentle; they carried the anger of someone who had been provoked.

Su Ruan was caught off guard and bumped into his arms. The refreshing and pleasant scent of sandalwood instantly enveloped her.

He held her waist tightly with one hand, while his other hand deftly pushed open the car door beside him.

"get off."

The command was concise, yet his breath was hot against her ear.

Su Ruan was pulled into his arms, in an ambiguous and passive position.

Su Ruan felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She quickly tidied her clothes and hair, which he had messed up, and hurriedly pushed open the car door.

The cool morning air rushed in, dispelling some of the oppressive ambiguity inside the carriage.

She stood outside the car, trying to regain her composure, and offered a polite smile to the lowered car interior.

"Thanks for the ride, boss! I'll go do everything I can for you right now!"

Yan Tingnan didn't look at her; his gaze was fixed ahead, his profile hard and cold.

Su Ruan didn't take it to heart, and even waved happily at him before turning and leaving.

Yan Tingnan stared at the slender figure that disappeared at the elevator entrance.

The carriage seemed to still carry her faint fragrance and that indomitable spirit.

He raised his hand and irritably loosened his tie.

His gaze fell on the lipstick marks on her teeth.

A small, dark water stain appeared on the fabric of the trousers, resembling an ambiguous rouge flower.

This little wildcat.

Not only do they dare to bite.

It even made him itch unbearably.

...

Su Ruan returned to her workstation on the 30th floor and had just sat down.

Huo Siyue's swivel chair slid right up to her, her excited eyes practically screaming "Give me the gossip!"

"Su Daji!"

Huo Siyue lowered her voice, rubbing her hands together excitedly.

"How was it? You had a blast on WeChat Moments yesterday!"

"Didn't your brother have a heart-to-heart talk with you?"

Huo Siyuan winked and gave him a knowing look.

Su Ruan slowly put down her bag and raised an eyebrow at her.

"So you were the one who snitched?"

Huo Siyue shrank her neck and gave an awkward laugh.

"I'm just worried you'll get scammed by some random guy!"

She grabbed Su Ruan's wrist, her eyes shining brightly.

"Tell me quickly! How did the battle go last night? Did my brother charge in?"

Su Ruan slumped into the swivel chair, looking utterly hopeless.

"He didn't just rush over there; last night he dragged me to his house to work overtime and revise the plan overnight."

Huo Siyue gasped and her eyes widened.

"A lone man and woman! Staying up all night! Just to revise the plan?"

"Otherwise what?"

Su Ruan glanced at her, rubbing her sore neck.

"He personally oversaw the operation, keeping a close watch without blinking."

"He was still copying scriptures in his study at four in the morning, and he was doing it with a murderous aura."

"That's it? What a waste of all the brain cells I've worked so hard to build!"

Huo Siyue let out a disappointed "Ah," her shoulders slumped like a deflated pufferfish.

She suddenly remembered something and moved even closer.

"By the way, that night at the Pine Villa, I received your distress call location, and I was terrified!"

"But I'm in the main garden, and my family is forcing me to entertain guests. I can't get away!"

"I could only quickly find my brother. He has long legs and runs fast. In Beijing's social circles, my brother's cold face is more effective than 110 (police).

"Even if An Haocang is incredibly audacious, he wouldn't dare to provoke the Grand Duke Jupiter!"

"How was it? Did my brother get there in time? Did he prevent that old lecher from getting his hands on him?"

She picked up her iced Americano, took a sip, and turned to look at Huo Siyue.

"Didn't your brother tell you?"

"Oh dear, his mouth is tighter than a bank vault!"

Huo Siyue was so anxious that she scratched her head and cheeks.

"timely."

Su Ruan coughed lightly.

"It was so timely it almost drowned me."

Huo Siyue was stunned: "Huh? What's going on?!"

Su Ruan chuckled softly, swirling her coffee cup.

"Your brother's way of saving people was to throw them into the lake to sober them up."

Huo Siyue was stunned for three seconds, then suddenly slammed her hand on the table and burst into laughter.

"That's so Yan Tingnan!"

"Then wet play?"

Su Ruan casually popped a cookie into her mouth.

"Maybe having a wet dream will bring it on faster."

Huo Siyue slapped her thigh in anguish.

"Can a wet play session and a lone man and woman in a room really turn into a health and wellness event?"

She suddenly lowered her voice.

Is he impotent?

Su Ruan glanced at her: "Why don't you go and ask her yourself?"

Huo Siyue immediately cowered like a quail: "No, no..."

"but."

Huo Siyue sneakily approached and bumped into her shoulder.

"My brother actually let you into his house, and even let you stay overnight? This is the first time ever!"

"And then there's the matter of the Pine Villa. My brother usually hates meddling in these kinds of things, and you're the first person I've ever gotten him to personally handle."

"So, there's definitely something going on between you two!"

Su Ruan smiled without saying a word and turned on her computer.

"I don't know if it's going to work or not, but if I don't work now, your brother can make me work overtime tonight."

Huo Siyue started muttering to herself from the side.

"My brother is such an aloof beauty, the moment you step through his door is the beginning of your downfall!"

"Copying scriptures? That's because your mind is in turmoil! It's to suppress inner demons!"

"His mind is definitely filled with images of you being pressed against the scriptures!"

"Next time you wear a battle suit, you'd better accidentally spill coffee on yourself again."

"No matter how much my brother pretends, he's still a man!"

Hearing this, Su Ruan finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Screenwriter Huo, I suggest you post this on Zhihu with the title 'On how to make a sexually apathetic CEO break his vows'."

Huo Siyue straightened up, her voice full of righteous indignation.

"I'm so worried about my partner's sex life!"

Su Ruan didn't reply, but opened the encrypted folder sent by Song Shengsheng.

Inside are the jewelry design sketches that Song Shengsheng and I finalized last night.

The prototype of the "SoftVoice" logo appears on the screen.

Making money, saving her life, and seducing Yan Tingnan to become the female lead.

Of the three major tasks, making money comes first.

Yan Tingnan is a ladder, but not the end.

...

In the afternoon, Su Ruan sent the revised proposal to Yan Tingnan's email and went to the exhibition hall to coordinate work.

It was almost four o'clock when I got back.

A delicate dessert box with La Douceur's gold-stamped logo has appeared on my workstation.

The average spending at this French dessert shop is equivalent to half a day's wages for her.

"What's going on?"

Su Ruan turned to Huo Siyue and asked.

"My nephew Yan Yunye is treating us!"

Huo Siyue mumbled, a small spoon dangling from her mouth.

"It's said to be a reward for the hard work of the collection department, and everyone gets a share."

Su Ruan paused in her action of lifting the box lid.

Inside is a mango pomelo sago dessert and a mango mousse.

She gave a self-deprecating smile, picked up the dessert box, and walked into the break room.

With a flick of his wrist, it fell into the trash can with a thud.

At the same time, a deep male voice pierced from behind.

"Su Ruan".

She turned around.

Yan Yunye was standing at the door of the tea room, his face so dark it could drip water.

“Pick it up now,”

His voice was stern: "I'll pretend I didn't see it."