Video call?

Xu Zhaozhao was stunned.

For a moment I was panicked. Should I answer the call or not?

I haven't had a video call with Gu Qingyan yet...

Is she ugly?

What should I say as the first thing after the call connects?

...

All sorts of questions ran through Xu Zhaozhao's mind. Just as she was guessing that the video call was about to end on its own, she hurriedly answered it.

"Zhaozhao?"

Gu Qingyan's voice came through the microphone, sounding even more magnetic.

Xu Zhaozhao was nervous, but she tried to remain calm and held her phone directly in front of her.

Then, she quietly moved to a spot a little to the side, where a small nightlight served as a fill light, making her face even brighter.

Why are you video calling me?

Xu Zhaozhao didn't dare to look at the screen too closely. "I'm going to sleep."

Thinking of a solution, Gu Qingyan adjusted his screen to a large size and shrunk it to the upper right corner, so that he wouldn't be too nervous looking at it out of the corner of his eye.

The phone was probably on a stand. The lighting on his side was dim, as if only one side light was on, all of which was shining on his face.

Only when Gu Qingyan didn't look at her did Xu Zhaozhao dare to openly peek.

I noticed that this guy was also wearing gold-rimmed glasses, which cast shadows on his face, adding to his air of a refined scoundrel.

He was still wearing that familiar black suit, his right hand still holding a pen, his prayer beads resting on the table, intently writing something on the documents on the table, the sound of writing making a soft scratching noise.

With the hand half-clenched, you can clearly see every protruding knuckle.

This guy wears Buddhist prayer beads when he writes, doesn't it hurt his hands?

It's raining outside, and there might be thunder.

Gu Qingyan suddenly looked up and his eyes met Xu Zhaozhao's gaze, which had been fixed on him. "I want to go home and be with you."

It's not about whether you need it or not, but whether he wants to.

Xu Zhaozhao didn't answer, so he just kept looking at her.

"I advise you not to even think about it."

Xu Zhaozhao turned her head away, avoiding his gaze. "I don't want to become a 'femme fatale who brings ruin to the country'."

It was just a joke meant to lighten the mood, but Gu Qingyan seemed to take it seriously.

His brows furrowed, and he asked very seriously, "How could she be a concubine?"

"Sizzle."

Xu Zhaozhao was immediately amused, and her mood, which had been depressed all night, suddenly brightened.

"Anyway, you have to work overtime tonight."

Gu Qingyan reluctantly replied, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft clatter of a pen being placed on the table came from the other end of the line. "But I have thirty minutes to rest now."

The image on the screen changed; the phone, which was originally on the stand, was now being picked up.

Only Gu Qingyan's face is visible on the screen. His peach blossom eyes, which seem to gaze at a dog with deep affection, are looking at you through the lens like exquisite glass beads without any impurities.

Who could withstand this?!

Xu Zhaozhao avoided eye contact and stammered, "What...what do you usually do during your rest time?"

We can't just sit there doing nothing, can we?

"Close your eyes and rest for a while."

Xu Zhaozhao swallowed hard and continued, "Why are you wearing glasses today?"

Is this guy nearsighted?

The next second, Gu Qingyan answered her question.

"Blue light protection is less harmful to the eyes."

He answered whatever Xu Zhaozhao asked without the slightest impatience.

Still waiting for Xu Zhaozhao's next question...

bite!

A notification sound came from my phone.

Gu Qingyan frowned slightly, looking at the words "[The other party has hung up]" on the screen, completely puzzled.

Could it be that I don't look good in glasses today, and she doesn't want to see me?

Before he could make any wild guesses, Xu Zhaozhao's message popped up.

Shh: Now! Immediately! Right now! Close your eyes and rest.

Shh: Don't open your eyes for at least thirty minutes!

Piglet: I want to see you.

Shh: So you're not listening?

This time, the other party didn't reply immediately, but waited more than twenty seconds before replying.

Piglet: Listen.

Gu Qingyan first dialed the internal phone line.

"Brother Yan, what are your orders?" Gou Ge's ingratiating voice came through the microphone.

"An Americano, all ice and no sugar."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, propped his head up, and immediately closed his eyes to rest.

Surrounded by darkness, he felt no drowsiness whatsoever, and instead pondered why Zhao Zhao had hung up on him.

Ultimately, the blame was placed on the glasses on his face.

It must be because it's too ugly; Zhao Zhao can't stand it.

I was just about to reach out and take it off...

QQ.

The knocking stopped him, and he coldly replied, "Come in."

He hadn't even opened his eyes yet; it must be Gou Ge bringing him coffee.

With my eyes closed, my hearing becomes especially sensitive, and I can hear footsteps slowly approaching me.

Gu Qingyan also noticed that the footsteps sounded a bit off.

How dare you wear slippers to work?

Click.

The tray was placed on his table, making a sound.

The two remained in a silent standoff for three minutes. Gu Qingyan, unable to bear it any longer, frowned and asked, "Aren't you going to leave?"

Do I need to ask him to show his ID to sign for a coffee delivery?

The other side remained silent. Just as Gu Qingyan's patience was about to reach its limit, a woman's voice floated down.

"Can I have a kiss before I go?"

Gu Qingyan's tightly closed eyes snapped open, his gaze fixed intently on Xu Zhaozhao's direction.

The eyes hidden behind the glasses blinked, as if in disbelief.

She was wearing pajamas, probably having run up; her hair was a little messy, and she was carrying a tray with the iced Americano he had ordered.

Very good, Gou Ge has betrayed us.

After confirming that none of this was a dream, Gu Qingyan stood up from his chair and approached Xu Zhaozhao, "Wife..."

"stop."

Xu Zhaozhao raised her hand and made a stop gesture, and Gu Qingyan obediently stood still.

She has always been good at confronting her own desires.

I really miss Gu Qingyan today.

So she came.

Xu Zhaozhao walked towards him, her fair fingers hooking his tie and playing with it, smiling like a cunning fox.

"Gu Qingyan, you didn't listen to me again."

Both her home and the Holy Court have underground parking garages, so she didn't get wet in the rain; not even a single drop of water touched her.

He had just finished showering, and the strong scent of freesias was nauseating him.

He knew that Xu Zhaozhao was referring to "resting with his eyes closed for thirty minutes." His home wasn't far from the Holy Court, so he would only have about fifteen minutes.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he said in a hoarse voice, "Then my wife will punish me."

Xu Zhaozhao shuddered and almost tore off her tie.

When no one is around, this guy calls her by that name with unusual boldness.

Xu Zhaozhao looked up at him, but his expression was completely hidden by his glasses.

It's like a female hooligan teasing a pure-hearted domineering CEO.

"You're punished by having to close your eyes for thirty minutes," Xu Zhaozhao said calmly.

"good."

Gu Qingyan obediently closed his eyes.

He heard the soft rustling of fabric, and felt a small hand unbuttoning his clothes...