Chapter 1: One Night at the Rosewood Hotel
North City, Rosewood.
In the hall, shimmering with light and shadow, the orchestra occupied a large area next to the dance floor. The trombones, saxophones, bass drums, and treble drums were held in the hands and lips of the musicians in black suits.
On the dance floor, guests swayed their bodies to the blues and exchanged glances while rubbing each other's clothes.
"Madam, would you like to dance with me?" The handsome man in a suit asked Qiao Ruoying.
"No, thank you." Qiao Ruoying politely declined.
The reason she refused to dance was not only because she was cautious enough, but also because she really couldn't dance waltz.
This was the Nth man she had rejected tonight.
She put a mouthful of soufflé into her mouth, savoring it slowly. Seeing another man's gaze locked on her, she quickly turned her face away.
Please, please, don't try to flirt with her.
She was eating a soufflé and had been interrupted five times by people trying to chat her up. She wasn't enjoying it at all.
Why were all these people hitting on her? There were so many other dancers on the dance floor.
Qiao Ruoying would never understand that in such a glamorous occasion, the "white halter neck fairy satin waisted haute couture dress" she bought from Taobao and the "French high heels" made of artificial leather on her feet, in the eyes of those experienced men in the workplace and love field, exuded a strong sense of "easy to get".
What's more, she has fair skin and natural beauty, a beauty that even cheap skirts can't hide.
After tasting the Babara, Basque, Madeleine shells and Coral, Qiao Ruoying touched her slightly protruding belly and said "thank you" to the waiter who was serving the cake with a bright smile.
In this kind of drinking and feasting, the waiter serving the dishes was already exhausted to the point of numbness. But upon seeing the girl's face, which seemed as beautiful as jade, and hearing her sincere "thank you", he felt his tiredness instantly dissipate a lot, and smiled back at her.
Behind a jade lotus bonsai, colleague Zeng Fan rolled his eyes when he heard Qiao Ruoying's innocent "thank you".
What are you thanking me for? Qiao Ruoying, not only did she wear such a cheap dress to the ball, she also didn't understand that the more polite you are to the waiter, the more cheap he or she will think you are.
It’s best if she doesn’t understand, then Zeng Fan will have one less competitor.
Zeng Fan flipped through the dozen or so "big shots" he had added to his WeChat address book and nodded with satisfaction.
Many of these dozen or so "big shots" had just approached Qiao Ruoying, and after Qiao Ruoying rejected them, Zeng Fan took the opportunity to approach them and said hello, and got their contact information.
After drinking a glass of grape juice and eating and drinking her fill, Qiao Ruoying was very satisfied. She took out her phone and sent a message to Zeng Fan: "Zelda, I'm going back upstairs to rest. Do you want to come with me?"
Five minutes later, Zeng Fan replied: "No need, you go back first."
Qiao Ruoying retreated alone and first went to the check-in area in the lobby to pick up her luggage.
"Ding", the elevator arrived at the first floor. Qiao Ruoying entered and swiped her card. The glass electronic display screen showed the floor and room number: 3001.
The elevator closed and she was the only one inside. Qiao Ruoying hummed her idol's song softly.
"You are the icing on my heart
It is the softest star in the galaxy.
Every breath is gentle
Even the air turns to mead"*
She knew that her idol Ge Yunfei was holding a concert in the Bird's Nest on the North Fifth Ring Road, and the orange cheering lights were floating like a nebula.
When can I go to see my idol’s concert?
Concert tickets are so expensive, she needs to save more money.
Qiao Ruoying's eyes were full of stars.
She was so envious of Gege's figure that she drooled just thinking about it.
The elevator arrived at the floor. When she swiped the room card to open the door, the lights turned on one by one. The spacious living room was furnished with diamond-patterned sofas, and the marble bar was inlaid with warm yellow lights, which made the bottles of wine look like amber.
So luxurious, it’s a presidential suite.
While sighing, "Party B treats me so well," she put down her luggage, opened the cloakroom, took out her bathrobe, filled the bathtub with water, added two spoons of rose bath salt, and took a nice bath.
The bathroom was filled with steam. Qiao Ruoying gathered her black hair that was as curly as seaweed, put it on her fat shoulders, and sent a message to her good friend Yuan Yiyi.
"Yiyi, guess where I'm staying tonight?"
"Rosewood Hotel, I actually got a free ride! Party B's father is so generous. I had a fantastic dinner! The cake tops were so delicious, and the soufflé was so soft, like a corgi's wiggly butt."
"Big companies have great benefits. They keep trying to bribe a shallow-minded worker like me. Woohoo."
"What should I do? Will I really be bribed by Taehyung and willingly sell myself to the group for the rest of my life? QAQ"
As she soaked in the bath, Qiao Ruoying felt hot all over and dizzy. She thought she was lacking oxygen and got up quickly.
Wrapped in a silk bathrobe, drying her hair and lying on the king-size bed, Qiao Ruoying kicked the quilt nervously.
I don’t know if it’s because her period is coming soon, but her estrogen level has been high these days and she has some needs in that area.
She forced herself to browse Xiaohongshu with a dizzy head, her eyes fixed on her idol's slender fingers.
Ge Yunfei had a dazzling silver earring hanging on his right ear. He winked at the camera, turned his wrist, lifted up his black silk shirt, and stroked his pectoral muscles that were as plump as pebbles.
These fingers look so flexible.
These abdominal muscles look so good to touch.
She was in a state of arousal tonight.
Qiao Ruoying hesitated for a while. Since it wasn't illegal to fantasize about something, she might as well fantasize about Ge Yunfei tonight.
What's wrong with girls being a little more indulgent? It's just imagination, not illegal.
She was giving herself a psychological massage.
With a "click", she turned off all the lights in the room and immersed herself in the darkness. She reached to both sides of her hips, took off her panties and threw them on the pillow.
She bit her lip, imagining Gege kissing her.
His thin lips were soft, like jelly, with the taste of mint mouthwash, fresh and natural, sweeping across every part of her mouth.
Her eyelids grew heavier, and her "imagination" became more and more concrete.
Qiao Ruoying wanted him to kiss her neck. The next second, the quilt was lifted up, and he grabbed her neck and bit it hard. The pain made her eyes tear up, but from the pain, there came out strands of sweetness.
In my imagination, isn't Gege too proactive?
Be proactive enough to make her shy.
Realizing that he was about to move further down, Qiao Ruoying was so embarrassed that she wanted to cover herself.
No, brother, why are you taking off your clothes?
She just fantasized about being kissed by him, just on the neck, or at most on the collarbone.
In the sweet dream, it seemed that "Ge Ge" also felt her resistance and paused.
She was being aroused by his hands stroking back and forth, and this pause seemed to hang her in mid-air, unable to move forward or backward.
Qiao Ruoying was almost crying, and she pouted her mouth and wanted to beg him.
In fact, she was just pretending to be shy and reserved just now. Please don't stop.
She heard herself begging him, "Brother, don't stop," and then he did as she asked.
…
That night, Qiao Ruoying felt hot all over, soft and weak, without a trace of strength. Even her toes were trembling, and the soles of her feet were bent, leaving marks of a shimmering red.
But this did not prevent her from sleeping soundly. After she finished this sweet dream, the last thought in her mind was:
Traditional Chinese medicine says that we need to "harmonize yin and yang" and "take yang to replenish yin", which is not without reason.
After one night.
On a snow-white king-size bed, a silk quilt enveloped the young woman, her arms half-bent, protruding from the covers. Her skin was round and fair. A faint groove, extending from her collarbone down, dipped into the snow-white, fluffy covers.
Jiang Zong also came out of the bathroom and saw that the girl on the bed had changed her position and continued to sleep soundly. Maybe she was too hot, so she reached out and pulled back the sheets.
The man's beautiful peach blossom eyes dimmed for a moment, and he quickly pulled the sheet back to cover the curvy female body, his movements being a little rough.
On the phone, personal assistant Li Zheng sent a message:
"Jason, after investigation, it turns out that the person who mistakenly walked into your room last night was Qiao Ruoying, a newly hired assistant in our company's administrative department."
Qiao Ruoying.
Jiang Zongye's gaze lingered on her name for a moment.
"…The room card was opened by Lily, the administrative supervisor. The Rosewood Hotel front desk has acknowledged that Qiao Ruoying was able to use her room card to open your room due to a system entry error.
Based on what we know so far, Qiao Ruoying entered your room by accident; there's no possibility of a third party setting her up. Furthermore, surveillance footage shows that Miss Qiao, like you, drank aphrodisiac juice during the dinner. The perpetrator has been apprehended, and Ada and Jack have already reported him to the police.
"Jason, do you need me to notify the HR department to dismiss Qiao Ruoying?"
Finally, Li Zheng asked respectfully.
It's no wonder he asked that. This wasn't the first time that an inexplicable woman appeared in Jiang Zongye's presidential suite, looking extremely charming.
Jiang Zong always asked bodyguards to come in and clear them out, and Li Zheng was used to his cold attitude towards women.
But this time, it was different from the previous ones. At least, Qiao Ruoying was the only one who managed to stay overnight.
Jason: "No need. Go research her life and send it to me before tomorrow."
Before waking up, Qiao Ruoying had a sweet dream that made her feel ashamed.
In the dream, after she and Gege spent a night together, Gege woke up and recognized her. He kept apologizing to her, kissed her, and admitted that the pain in her lower body was caused by him, "I didn't pity Yingying enough." He also helped her apply ointment.
Ahhh, has she been reading too many romance novels lately? She's even seeing them as reality? She even broke her skin after having sex once, and she needs to use ointment?
But no matter what, Gege is really gentle.
Rough fingertips stroked her cheek, kneading the soft flesh on her cheek, as if he didn't mind waking her up.
Gege, stop making trouble.
Qiao Ruoying thought to herself. The next second, the man's deep and pleasant voice sounded, like an 80% iced whiskey.
"Aren't you getting up yet?"
This voice was deeper and hoarse than her brother Yunfei's, with a grainy feel in the voice.
Qiao Ruoying was startled and opened her eyes suddenly.
In the sight, the man was naked from the waist, with a white bathrobe wrapped around his waist. Water droplets were faintly visible on his flat and firm abdomen. A blue vein meandered under the bathrobe, and there were creases of the mermaid line on both sides of his hips.
Ahhh, eight-pack abs! And a mermaid line!
However, when she shifted her gaze to the man's face and saw his handsome face without a smile, Qiao Ruoying's heart even stopped for a moment:
No, how could Jiang Zongye, the president of her company, appear in her bed?
The author has something to say:
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Yingbao: (scared to the point of a phantom mouse) (Stay, stay still) (face blurry, only wanting to crow like a rooster)
Detailed mine clearance:
1. The male protagonist is very arrogant and full of capitalist and superior thinking. He did not fall in love with the female protagonist at first sight, and he is very realistic in doing things.
2. The heroine is incredibly intelligent, possesses a rather off-kilter mindset, and possesses surprising circuitry. (80% of the humor in this story comes from Yingbao's off-kilter circuitry.)
3. Because we wanted to write about the "Pride and Prejudice" theme of "the superior bowing his head," there was a lot of description of class differences. Because the heroine came from a humble background, she felt particularly touched when the hero took her to enjoy things she would never have otherwise enjoyed, such as beautiful clothes, beautiful bags, first-class accommodations, and high-end jewelry and diamonds.
4. Yingbao isn't the type of person who's prone to self-pity. Instead, she's naturally optimistic and content. She enjoys what she has, but doesn't dwell on it when she doesn't. Although she's the lower-ranking person, she always has the upper hand in relationships.
5. The heroine is a pretty but rustic baby at the beginning, but later she will become more and more beautiful and elegant, and will be reborn. Boss Jiang wants to cultivate her.
I’d like to recommend my good friend’s article “Dictionary of Vulgarity” by Fang Heshanren. If you are interested, please bookmark it. Thank you!
Bitter tug | Status difference | Reconciliation | The superior bows his head | Size difference | Secret love comes true | Age difference 5
A cool and gentle female student X a scumbag and crazy boss
"How can I mess with a mad dog that I can't get rid of—"
At the porthole of the luxury yacht, He Feifei's cell phone was suddenly snatched away by a man.
The night is thick, the waves of the Strait of Malacca are surging,
Swallowed the two words that He Feifei hadn't finished typing,
It also swallowed up several FL blue diamonds inlaid on the apple logo.
But Qi Shengyuan didn't care, he just threw the phone away and chased after her.
A fierce breath grabbed her ear, which was close to her heart:
"Lie down. If you don't pay attention, you will have to go down and feed the fish."
She remembered the first time she took the initiative to look for him.
The man had a lazy look on his face and lifted her trembling chin with his cigar:
"Fifty nautical miles, swim back by yourself."
She was infatuated with him at that time.
A handsome and gentle face in front of people, but a pair of hands that can turn the tide in the business world.
Qi Shengyuan has such a family background,
Not only the Beijing and Hong Kong circles, but also most of Southeast Asia have to give him five points of face.
It's not always crazy.
At the weekend, Qi Shengyuan took a private plane.
Fly over 20,000 miles and take her to a small town surrounded by the Alps.
The fire was roaring in the fireplace, she was exhausted and sweating,
He wrapped her in Cashmere's blanket and carried her to the window, wiping away the cold white mist on the glass.
He Feifei looked at the silvery white snow falling all over the sky, and received a cold tenderness:
“If it snowed like this in Lion City…”
The man laughed heartily, and a puff of smoke blurred her vision.
"Lion City is on the equator, so it never snows."
She knew what he meant.
Just like she and he, two completely different people.
She left him before he dumped her.
A few months later, when Qi Shengyuan couldn't find her, she answered the phone and listened to him scold her for leaving without saying goodbye:
"He Feifei, I'll give you one last chance—"
"No," she interrupted him for the first time.
"You said it yourself that it would never snow in Lion City."
Later, He Feifei had to go to Singapore for business again.
On a night flight, she stepped out of the cabin, but the biting cold wind blew her hair into disarray.
The phone rang, and Qi Shengyuan's hoarse voice pierced the silent night and the falling snow:
"He Feifei, it's snowing in Lion City."
#He created snow for her at the equator
-The heroine's name comes from Cao Cao's poem "Song of Bitter Cold": "The valley is sparsely populated, and the snow falls thickly."
-1V1/SC/HE
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