Jing Pei was in a meeting, so Hong Baobao naturally didn't want to disturb him. Instead, she sat in Jing Pei's office and waited for him.
Hong Baobao sat in Jing Pei's office, feeling a bit bored. There really wasn't anything for her to do there.
As it happened, Jingpei's bookshelf had quite a few books, so Hong Baobao simply picked one up to read.
Most of the books on Jingpei's bookshelf are about finance and the like, which Hong Baobao has little interest in.
Finally, after searching for a long time, Hong Baobao found a romance novel and started reading it.
The novel that Hong Baobao found is a transmigration story.
This book mainly tells the story of Shen Wan, a novelist who accidentally transmigrates into the world of her abandoned novel because she left it unfinished.
This book tells the story of what happens after Shen Wan transmigrates into her unfinished novel.
After seeing the book title, Hong Baobao thought it looked pretty good, so she started reading it.
After reading the first chapter, Hong Baobao fell in love with it and read it very attentively.
When a person is focused on doing something, time seems to fly by.
For example, right now, as Hong Baobao is intently reading that novel, she feels that time is passing quite quickly.
Hong Baobao reads books quite quickly; by the time Jing Pei finished his meeting, she had already read half of the book.
Hong Baobao was so engrossed in watching that she didn't even notice Jing Pei when he entered the office.
Seeing that Hong Baobao was reading and hadn't noticed him coming in, Jing Pei quietly walked towards her.
Jing Pei walked up behind Hong Baobao, and couldn't help but cover her eyes. He deliberately changed his voice and asked Hong Baobao, "Guess who I am."
Although Jing Pei changed his voice, Hong Baobao immediately recognized that the one covering her eyes was clearly Jing Pei.
Moreover, even without hearing his voice, she knew it was Jing Pei just by smelling his scent.
Perhaps even Jing Pei herself doesn't know that there's a faint, very special scent about her.
When Jing Pei approached, she could smell the scent and knew that the person coming towards her was Jing Pei.
"Peipei, are you done with your meeting?" Hong Baobao asked.
Although Hong Baobao asked this question, she knew that Jing Pei must have finished his meeting. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here.
Jing Pei hummed in agreement and removed her hand from Hong Baobao's eyes.
Well, his baby is so smart, he guessed it was him so easily.
But then again, it's easy to guess, isn't it?
After all, this is his office, and if it's not him, no one else would come in here.
Hong Baobao glanced at the pages of the book, then closed it and placed it on the table.
“Baby, why did you come all of a sudden? Did you miss me?” Jing Pei asked.
Hong Baobao hummed in agreement and said, "Yes, I miss you."
To be honest, she sometimes really does miss Jingpei.
I wonder what Jingpei is doing, whether she's thinking about her, and so on.
This has never happened before.
When Hong Baobao said she missed Jing Pei, Jing Pei's heart immediately melted.
Jing Pei couldn't help but take a step forward, and he grasped Hong Baobao's shoulders, saying, "Baobao, let's get married."
Suddenly, Jing Pei said those words.
When Hong Baobao heard Jing Pei mention marriage, she frowned slightly and said, "Let's wait a couple of years. I'm not ready yet."
Actually, when Jingpei mentioned that they were going to get married, she had a fleeting thought and was somewhat inclined to agree to his proposal.
However, reason ultimately prevailed.
She knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for her to marry Jing Pei right now.
At least, we should wait two years before talking about it.
Even if she agrees, her family won't.
Leaving aside her parents, let's talk about Shen Quan.
Although Shen Quan will no longer stop her from being with Jing Pei after they had a good talk, he still hasn't truly accepted that Jing Pei is with him.
As for her parents, although they didn't know about her relationship with Shen Quan, she had a feeling that they wouldn't agree to her marrying Jing Pei so early.
"Okay, baby, don't keep me waiting too long, or I'll really get horny," Jing Pei said.
When Hong Baobao heard Jing Pei say this, she felt that Jing Pei seemed a little aggrieved.
This made Hong Baobao's lips twitch. To be honest, it was a little unusual for Jing Pei, a grown man, to suddenly speak in such a pitiful tone.
Another point is that Hong Baobao always felt that there was something wrong with what Jing Pei said.
What does it mean to be "stifled"?
Hong Baobao thought about it seriously for a moment, then her gaze shifted downwards and fell to a certain spot.
She coughed lightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
Hong Baobao was also a little annoyed. How could she understand what Jing Pei said so quickly?
Well, it seems she's gotten quite filthy now.
Hong Baobao looked away and stopped staring at Jing Pei.
Seeing that Hong Baobao's earlobes and face were slightly flushed, Jing Pei stopped talking.
"Baby, have you eaten lunch?" Jingpei asked.
Hong Baobao nodded. She had lunch at home before coming here.
Thinking of a possibility, Hong Baobao asked Jing Pei, "Peipei, did you not have lunch?"
Jing Pei hummed in agreement and said, "Baby, come out to eat with me."
“Okay,” Hong Baobao replied.
It was already afternoon, so it was no surprise that Jingpei was hungry.
Jingpei didn't order takeout; instead, he took Hongbao out to eat.
When Hong Baobao and Jing Pei reached the first floor, they were about to reach the entrance of the company building when they saw a woman wearing a tight dress and with big, wavy hair walking towards them.
To be precise, the woman walked towards Jing Pei.
Hong Baobao noticed that as this woman walked towards them, her gaze remained fixed on Jing Pei.
That gaze was so intense that even Hong Baobao, standing to the side, could clearly feel it.
Hong Baobao glanced at Jing Pei, and seeing that Jing Pei didn't even look at the woman, she pursed her lips, trying her best to suppress the discomfort in her heart.
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