Chapter 44. Bai Xiao: Hehe, my wife still loves me the most.
I'll be home late tonight, so remember to eat well and go to bed early.
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After seeing the message, Song Huai sighed.
It's been two months already, and this is already the umpteenth time Bai Xiao has come home late.
After Bai Jingzhong's death, Bai Xiao suddenly became so busy that he was constantly on the go, either traveling for work or working until the early hours of the morning before returning to the company at the crack of dawn. Song Huai noticed that Bai Xiao seemed to have lost a lot of weight, which worried him greatly.
One day, Song Huai finally managed to find a chance to ask what had happened. Bai Xiao just pinched his cheek and winked at him, saying, "It's just some minor squabbles, nothing serious." Song Huai didn't believe his nonsense. He was about to press for more information when Bai Xiao's lips pressed against his, silencing him completely.
After finishing his meal, Song Huai, as usual, opened his phone to browse the news—recent developments related to the Bai Group had almost dominated the entire financial section, and Song Huai had unknowingly developed the habit of reading the news.
"Tianyun has made its first acquisition of a 5% stake in Bai's company!"
"Tianyun has increased its stake in Baishi by 20%, becoming Baishi's second-largest shareholder!"
Breaking news! Baike Group issues temporary suspension of trading announcement!
"The Bai family is embroiled in internal strife?! Several shareholders have switched sides and are supporting Tianyun!"
"Tianyun has requested the removal of Bai's chairman! The battle for control has officially begun!"
...
As he swiped his finger across the screen, the headlines were alarming, and Song Huai grew increasingly panicked as he read.
It was pitch black, almost eleven o'clock, and Bai Xiao was still nowhere to be seen.
After scrolling through the news for a while, Song Huai finally couldn't sit still any longer. He jumped up from the sofa, went to the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator.
An hour later, Song Huai appeared at the entrance of the Bai Group headquarters building carrying a thermos lunchbox.
At this hour, the building was still brightly lit, and the receptionist, who was dozing off, was startled awake by the sudden noise.
"Hello, I'm looking for Bai Xiao. Is he available right now?"
The person in front of her smiled faintly, with a pair of round and bright eyes like gemstones. The receptionist, still a little dazed, thought she had gotten up too quickly and had seen a deity descend to earth.
She paused for a moment, then came to her senses and asked as usual, "Do you have an appointment... Oh wait, you're looking for Mr. Bai?!"
The receptionist's eyes widened as she realized the person in front of her looked very familiar. Her mouth gaped open in an "O" shape. "You...you're our boss lady who's never shown her face before?"
Upon hearing the words "boss lady," Song Huai's smile deepened, and he nodded, "Yes, it's me."
"Come, come, please!" The receptionist made a phone call and led him to an elevator. "This is our boss's private elevator. Once you're up there, Sister Xiao Ke will take you to see President Bai."
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome, please take care!"
The elevator doors opened, revealing a young and capable woman with short hair. Upon seeing Song Huai, she quickly said, "You must be Mr. Song. Please wait a moment; President Bai is inside talking to someone."
Song Huai had no choice but to wait at the door with his lunchbox.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a heavy thud was heard in the office.
The shouts from inside could be faintly heard: "Bai Xiao! You still have the nerve to ask me to back down? I'm also my parents' son, and they're both so biased! Why should I? This company should belong to me! Let me tell you, you won't make me bow down! We'll see!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the office door opened, and a man stormed out.
The man stopped when he saw Song Huai, his eyes instantly turning playful: "Oh, isn't this my nephew's wife?" His tone was slick and flippant, as if he wasn't the one who had just been yelling in the office. "You two have such a good relationship, bringing food over in the middle of the night."
Song Huai greeted the person in front of him with timidity: "Hello, Second Uncle," Song Huai paused, "Well, I'll go in first, take care, Second Uncle."
After greeting everyone, Song Huai walked straight to Bai Xiao's office.
He didn't notice that Bai Zhang was behind him, and the look in his eyes was as sinister as a venomous snake.
Bai Xiao suddenly saw Song Huai walk in, and the pen in her hand fell to the table with a "thud." "Song Huai, you, what are you doing here? It's so late..."
Bai Xiao rubbed Song Huai's cold hands, frowning. "Didn't I tell you to go to bed early? It's so cold outside at night. Why didn't you wear more clothes? You'll catch a cold." After saying that, he quickly turned up the heat in the room.
Song Huai was too lazy to listen to Bai Xiao's rambling. He pulled his hand away, glanced at him sideways, and said, "So you know it's late." He then handed the lunchbox to Bai Xiao, cleared his throat, and said, "Um... I accidentally made too much dinner tonight. It would be a waste to waste it. You should eat it."
Only then did Bai Xiao notice the lunchbox Song Huai was holding. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly opened the lunchbox, saying, "Why did you go to the trouble of cooking and bringing it to me? Don't bring it next time, it's too much trouble for you."
Song Huai choked, “I didn’t do it on purpose…” He was halfway through his sentence when he saw Bai Xiao pounce on the scrambled eggs in the bowl like a hungry wolf and stuff them into her mouth, “…Eat slowly, no one is going to take them from you.”
Bai Xiao devoured the rice and dishes in the lunchbox like a whirlwind, even pouring the vegetable juices onto the rice before eating it all up.
He had been busy dealing with those old guys all day and only had time to eat two biscuits to fill his stomach. After finishing the meal that Song Huai brought, the fatigue of the past few days was swept away, and he felt full of energy again.
"Song Huai, how about I send a car to take you back first? I'm afraid I can't be there that quickly." Although she said this, Bai Xiao's eyes were full of reluctance.
The thought of leaving Bai Xiao again made Song Huai's heart sink. "I... I'll stay here with you, okay? Don't worry, I won't disturb your work!"
Bai Xiao hesitated for a moment, but still agreed, "Okay, if you get sleepy later, go to the rest room and take a nap."
Song Huai smiled and said, "Okay!"
Bai Xiao sat back down at her desk, looking at the computer with a growing serious expression.
Song Huai pulled out paper and pen from somewhere and began writing the score on the paper.
They didn't speak to each other, or even look at each other, but they were both at peace because they could clearly sense each other's presence—just like the countless nights they had spent together in the past.
The streets gradually became empty, from a few scattered cars to no cars at all, leaving only the magnificent streetlights illuminating the deserted road.
Bai Xiao finally looked away from the computer and turned to Song Huai, who was intently writing sheet music on the sofa.
He stared blankly at Song Huai for a long time, but the man was still focused on the musical score in front of him, paying no attention to Bai Xiao.
Bai Xiao felt a pang of jealousy. He tiptoed behind Song Huai and suddenly reached out to pinch Song Huai's earlobes. "Let's go home!"
Song Huai was startled and jumped in surprise before shifting his attention. "Are you done with your work?" He glanced at the time and was startled again. "You...you only finished so late?"
Bai Xiao feigned grievance, her eyebrows drooping, "Yeah, I've been so tired lately."
Song Huai stared intently at the bloodshot veins in Bai Xiao's eyes, his brows furrowed, his heart aching with concern. "Don't stay up so late anymore, what if you ruin your health?"
Bai Xiao's eyes darted around. "Why don't you play the piano for me? Listening to you play will make me less tired."
"Huh?" Song Huai didn't expect Bai Xiao to change the subject so quickly. "But, but it's already very late, aren't you going to sleep?"
"I want to hear you play the piano before I go to sleep, but if you don't want to play, then forget it." Bai Xiao's eyes darkened, and he stood up, preparing to pack his things and go home.
"Hey!" Song Huai hurriedly grabbed Bai Xiao's hand, his voice urgent, "I didn't mean to... I just was afraid you'd be too tired."
Bai Xiao's eyes lit up instantly: "Really!"
Imagining Song Huai playing the piano in a moment, Bai Xiao's excitement was palpable. He picked Song Huai up from the sofa and spun him around several times, exclaiming, "You're so great!"
Fortunately, the office space was big enough for the two of them to make a ruckus.
Song Huai gasped in surprise, clinging tightly to Bai Xiao's neck, "You...you slow down!"
Bai Xiao then put Song Huai on the ground, but his hands were still tightly wrapped around the person in front of him.
Song Huai was dazzled by the spinning. After landing, he felt dizzy and the world was still spinning. He could only lean his head on Bai Xiao's shoulder.
After a long while, he felt better and said to Bai Xiao, "Let's go."
He was about to tidy up the sheet music on the sofa when Bai Xiao's hands gripped his shoulders tightly.
Bai Xiao stared intently at him, her breathing quickening, her eyes burning with desire, the urge in them obvious.
After staring at Bai Xiao for a long time, Song Huai's ears turned red, and she lowered her head to avoid his gaze. "Go pack your things, let's go home, no, not here..."
Bai Xiao watched as Song Huai's ears gradually turned red, chuckled softly, and slowly twirled the almost bleeding red earlobe, "Why not here?"
Why? Why else? Isn't that obvious?
Song Huai, enraged and embarrassed, shouted: "Bai Xiao, you!"
Bai Xiao's smile deepened. "Going home, can you really resist?" After saying that, he glanced down at Song Huai's lower body.
Song Huai struggled with his thoughts for a moment.
He considers himself a very composed person; he can sit at the piano for a whole day, so this small scene is probably no problem for him either.
Song Huai looked at Bai Xiao's Adam's apple, then his gaze traveled down his neck...
The shirt covered Bai Xiao completely, but Song Huai knew all too well what lay beneath.
Without time to think about anything else, Song Huai tilted his head back and kissed Bai Xiao's Adam's apple.
Bai Xiao had been holding back for a long time, and it was as if a volcano was already churning inside him. Song Huai's action directly ignited the fuse.
...
During these two busy months, Bai Xiao hadn't been able to have any intimate contact with Song Huai, and he had been holding back his desires for a long time. Now that he finally had a chance, he wanted to seize every minute and second to indulge his desires.
Song Huai was forced onto the sofa and continued kissing Bai Xiao. Before long, his brain was depleted of oxygen...
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