After becoming the savior of the yandere (Part 3) To prevent the dark...

After silently warning Chen Jiao, he behaved himself for a while.

I was busy preparing the export of beauty pills and hemorrhoid pills, as well as liaising with the government to promote the spiritual pills. Seeing that he was behaving himself, I relaxed my guard a little.

Compared to Chen Jiao, I would rather focus on my assistant.

My friend said that people in love will become suspicious if they lack a sense of security, and I agree with this.

But suspicion not only consumes yourself, but also consumes others.

If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to find the mountain.

The sense of security my lover gave me was not enough, so I went to get it myself.

I put down the file in my hand, leaned back, and completed my planning for this morning.

I leaned my head back in my boss chair with the backrest tilted so that I could see my assistant diagonally behind me.

He made eye contact with me and smiled, "What's wrong, President? Are you tired?"

"Um."

I raised my hands, and he cooperated by walking behind me, letting me lean on his waist and abdomen, with my arms around his back.

He reached out and massaged the sensitive area on top of my head with just the right amount of force. I sighed and closed my eyes.

He is indeed modest. He says he "knows a little bit", but in fact he has already mastered it. His massage technique is comparable to that of Chinese medicine practitioners who have been immersed in this field for several years. I wonder if he has also spent the time of a restart to learn massage techniques, and for whom he learned it.

Every time I think about the fact that my assistant has things I don’t understand, I feel a little depressed.

But I never wrong myself.

"Okay."

When the assistant withdrew his hand, I stood up, turned over, moved forward, grabbed his waist, and pushed him against the bookcase.

I placed one hand on the back of his head. His hair was soft and warm on my palm, while the glass door on the back of my hand was cold.

I kissed him, biting and grinding his lips until they changed from light pink to a red like a ripe cherry.

His lips are very thin. People say that people with thin lips are fickle, but I don't believe it. I just lowered my head and licked and bit his lower lip, making it slightly red and swollen, revealing its beauty like a petal that has bloomed to the point of being rotten.

Look, this is not thin lips anymore.

I kissed him softly with satisfaction, then pried open his lips and rushed forward roughly. He occasionally let out a breath because I was so tight around him.

My breathing was unstable, so I stood up to look at him, but his breathing was still long and steady.

I let out a light "tsk" and, feeling the desire to win, I leaned over to press down. He just held my waist with both hands, tilted his head slightly, and let me take it with a smile.

The way he looks always arouses my strong desire to win. I want to see him lose his composure under his calm mask.

I lowered my head, pondered what he had taught me, and applied it all to him, conquering the land.

The temperature around me seems to be rising.

The assistant finally lost his breath.

He tightened his grip on my waist, and at that moment, the office door opened.

The draft brought by the open door brushed across the back of my neck, and I woke up from my lust. I pulled the assistant into my arms, and looked out with a frown.

The person at the door is Chen Jiao.

How come he is here?

You just barged into my office without even knocking?

Or interrupt me at this time?

Dissatisfaction with him reached its peak at this time.

"President."

I said solemnly, "Come in."

He must have seen what happened just now. Although I want to make public what happened between me and my assistant, I also respect his decision. I plan to give him a warning so that he won't say anything he shouldn't.

Our relationship should be announced to everyone by me in a solemn occasion, rather than being discovered and discussed by others in an unexpected way before my assistant agrees.

Chen Jiao walked into the office and closed the door tightly.

He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes scanning between me and the assistant, finally landing on the assistant's lips, his gaze was so naked that it was almost rude.

I hated the way he looked at the assistant, so I stepped aside to block his view and said coldly, "Don't you know how to knock before entering?"

Chen Jiao clenched his fist and whispered, "Sorry... President, I'm just a little anxious."

"There's been new progress in artificial intelligence research, and I just can't wait to tell you the good news."

I frowned. "This kind of thing should be reported to the person in charge, who should report it to me through the system terminal in the daily summary."

Instead of reporting to a higher level like he did, he just barged into my office.

He lowered his head further and further. "Our head is ill, so the reporting work has been assigned to me. I have sent you the daily report, but since you didn't reply, I was worried that you didn't see it, so I took the initiative to come to you."

"I will read the daily reports but will not respond to them."

"Is that so? I didn't know. I'm sorry, President..."

This incident seems to be just a misunderstanding.

I warned in a deep voice, "Okay, go back and don't say anything you shouldn't say."

Chen Jiao did not leave. He looked up with a strange stubbornness in his eyes.

"So the assistant is your lover?"

"Why……"

"I'm sorry about what happened today."

He bowed to me, but he never asked the question that followed the "why".

…

Ever since Chen Jiao caught me and my assistant, he has come into contact with me more often.

The health of the person in charge of artificial intelligence has not improved, so Chen Jiao has been in charge of reporting work. Every time I enter the artificial intelligence research department, in addition to the deputy director, Chen Jiao is always with me.

Chen Jiao seems to have a good reputation within the institute. He gets along well with his colleagues. Most of the comments about him are positive, such as "sunny, positive, and lively."

But every time I think of his stubborn gaze, I feel something is wrong.

But he is not a Raider.

Just like Young Master Chen is not a capturer either.

They are just the suitors that this world naturally attracts me to.

But these suitors don’t seem to be normal.

The problem is not me, but the Chen family.

The only three remaining youngsters of the Chen family all have some problems.

Thinking of the Chen family, I couldn't help but think of the investigation into the serial murder case that the team leader revealed to me.

At present, it can only be confirmed that victims No. 8 to 10 were killed by the Chen brothers, but the people who killed victims No. 1 to 7 cannot be confirmed to be the Chen brothers.

These two cases cannot be combined.

This has once again cast a shadow over the case, which was already shrouded in mystery.

The correction from the mermaid also proved that the person who fought with the mermaid and escaped after being injured by the mermaid that night was not any of the Chen brothers.

In other words, there is one or more highly aggressive people hiding in the dark and have not been found.

Because I also participated in the investigation of this case and found the decisive evidence to convict the Chen brothers, the team leader asked me to be careful.

In case there are eyes in the dark.