Chapter 27
Wen Zhenni's ears turned red from the breath, and with a hint of revenge, she bit his collarbone, leaving a circle of obvious teeth marks.
The man pinched her chin with his backhand, his Adam's apple vibrating as he let out a dissatisfied voice, "You should use a little more force. You're usually quite powerful."
Wen Zhenni's mouth was pinched into a pufferfish shape by him. She couldn't speak and could only open her eyes wide.
Seeing her chubby breasts look so adorable, a smile crossed Ciheng's eyes. He slowly loosened his grip and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head, gently caressing her soft, fragrant hair. "I understand," he said softly. "Let me think about it."
If there is room for negotiation, it means there is a high probability of opening the floodgates to release water.
Wen Zhenni was so happy that she immediately wrapped her arms around his waist. When he lowered his head, she raised her face and kissed his lips.
Suddenly, there was no pattern in the kiss, just a willful expression of his love at the moment. The moment Ciheng was wrapped in the warm breath, he felt helpless.
But as his breath deepened, he closed his arms, firmly supported the back of Wen Zhenni's head, and indulged himself in deepening the kiss.
In order to secure a few more days of happiness, Wen Zhenni tried her best that night.
The price I paid was a serious overdraft. Even my dreams were filled with documents, and my eyelids were drooping when I woke up in the morning.
"Qianqian, you don't look well."
In the tea room, Lucy looked at her with a cup of water in her hand, her tone full of gossip, "Where did you go last night? Why are you so sleepy?"
Wen Zhenni yawned and waved her hands, "I haven't gone anywhere. I'm busy working on the PPT."
There were candies of various flavors in the fruit plate, and she picked a mint candy that was refreshing.
Just as she opened the green wrapper and put the candy in her mouth, Lucy leaned over to her ear and said, "I have some great news for you. President Ci suddenly announced this morning that he's given our CEO's office a special approval to reduce the workload. From now on, unless there's an emergency, you're not allowed to work overtime after get off work."
The coolness of the mint candy and the spicy taste could not offset the heaviness of my eyelids.
Hearing this, Wen Zhenni took several seconds to react, "Really?"
"Guaranteed." Lucy showed her the message. "Boss Ci sent a work email early this morning, asking me to announce it today."
Wen Zhenni was stunned for a moment, still a little surprised. Ciheng had said last night that he would consider it, and while there was a chance, she hadn't expected it to be approved so quickly.
"That's great. No one will have to work overtime anymore."
"Yeah yeah."
Lucy breathed a sigh of relief, her expression a bit incredulous. "Our President Ci may look serious and scary on the surface, but he's actually quite easy to talk to."
Everyone said that Ciheng was an unsympathetic demon at work, but Wen Zhenni thought it was okay. "Boss Ci is not that scary, right?"
"You have no idea." Lucy seemed to have found someone to confide in, pouring out the truth like beans. "The first time I met President Ci, his aura was intimidating. And right after he took office, he unleashed drastic measures, intimidating a bunch of difficult shareholders. You can see how ruthless his methods are. Everyone said it was over, the King of Hell was gone, and in came the super devil, and even harder times were coming."
After Lucy finished talking to her boss, another colleague came in to get some water, so she quickly shut up and took her back to her workstation.
Although you will be notified to reduce your workload, you still have to do what you need to do.
Wen Zhenni opened the OA system and checked Tzu Heng's schedule for the day. There were two meetings in the afternoon, and she needed to ensure the equipment was in use and the materials were printed and distributed.
After synchronizing the notice of one of the meetings that had been rescheduled to a later date to the relevant executives, she began to prepare the information package for the meeting.
In the morning, Ciheng and Lu Fangyang were out on official business and were not in the company, so I had lunch in the cafeteria with my colleagues.
As the summer heat rose, coupled with the onset of carbon monoxide sickness, people were becoming increasingly sleepy. In order to better cope with the afternoon work, Wen Zhenni could only lie down at her workstation and take a nap.
After finishing his business, Ciheng returned to the company. Passing by the president's office, he habitually glanced inside. When his eyes stopped on a certain figure, his sight behind the lenses suddenly stopped.
Perhaps the table was too hard, and the person lying on it was uncomfortable, so he had to adjust his sleeping position from time to time.
Lu Fangyang, who was half a step behind Ciheng, also saw this scene. After his eyes lingered on Wen Zhenni for a moment, he turned his head to look at his boss and said with a smile, "The workload of the President's Office is not light. I didn't expect my wife to stick with it until now."
When it comes to this kind of temporary position, many people usually just take the attitude of getting by as long as they can.
They really didn't expect that their seemingly spoiled wife of the president would work so hard and not fall behind at all from beginning to end.
Ciheng's deep gaze lingered for a moment on the face that was sleeping restlessly through the lenses, then he tilted his head to look at Lu Fangyang, "Tell her to come to my office."
Lu Fangyang nodded in understanding and walked towards Wen Zhenni's workstation.
Wen Zhenni was sound asleep when she vaguely felt someone tapping her shoulder. She struggled to open her eyes, but her vision was blurry, and she only saw a figure standing beside her.
"...Hmm?" She responded vaguely with a heavy nasal tone.
Lu Fangyang wore a respectful smile on his face, and his voice was deliberately low, "President Ci is back. Please go to his office."
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Wen Zhenni was called to the president's office in a bad mood.
She was sleeping soundly when Lu Fangyang suddenly woke her up and said that Ciheng wanted to talk to her about something.
Work matters cannot be discussed during work hours and must take up employees’ lunch breaks.
Unscrupulous capitalists!
The evil villain in her heart had already wielded a knife and fork to pierce the man into a sieve, but she could only struggle with an expression of resignation, dragging her weak body and moving with weak steps to the door of the president's office.
He knocked on the door twice symbolically and pushed it open without waiting for a response.
"Boss Ci." Her voice was dry, and she couldn't hide her resentment. "What do you want?"
Ciheng was holding a watering can and spraying water on the pink lilies. When he heard the sound, he didn't stop his movements. He just turned his head and asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
It would be strange if I could sleep well. Wen Zhenni nodded listlessly, "Yeah, I'm very sleepy."
So let her go back to sleep quickly.
"Go sleep in the lounge."
"..." Wen Zhenni thought she had misheard, "What?"
Ci Heng put down the watering can, turned around and pushed open a glass sliding door on the inside. Behind the door was a private lounge. "I mean, come here when you need a lunch break next time."
The lounge is well-equipped, quiet and private, specially prepared for the CEO to rest. However, Ciheng's schedule after returning to China is very tight, and she rarely has the opportunity to rest here.
He drew the curtains, shielding the scorching summer sun from the glass. Seeing the man standing there, he came over, took his wrist, and led him to the bed. "Take off your shoes."
Of course it would be great to have a bed to sleep in.
Wen Zhenni kicked off her shoes and crawled into the soft bed, muttering softly, "Boss Ci, I'm a serious employee."
"I'm also a serious boss. What's going on in your head all day long?!"
Ciheng flicked her forehead with his finger and took off the shark clip behind her head.
The satin-like black hair cascaded down, brushing across her shoulders and back, making her feel a little itchy and tingling, causing her to shiver slightly.
Wen Zhenni gathered her scattered hair and snuggled into the quilt.
Just as she bent her knees, her chiffon skirt slipped off, revealing the dark blue scar on the side of her leg, which had not yet faded, becoming particularly clear.
"How did you get hit?" Ciheng frowned, held her calf, placed his palm lightly on it, and carefully examined the bruise.
The skin still has the warmth of the fingertips, and a tingling sensation spreads along the calf, making people feel numb.
Wen Zhenni struggled a little, "I almost fell on the bed that day, and it's been several days."
Her eyes drifted to his jawbone, where the scratch had faded considerably. "You hurt my leg, and I injured your jaw. Let's call it even."
Ciheng raised his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing. He loosened his hand and covered her shoulders with the quilt. "Go to bed."
The mattress was made of memory foam and the quilt was very smooth. It was comfortable, but after being tossed around like that by him, any sleepiness I felt had gone away.
Wen Zhenni was chewing the corner of the quilt, trying to fall asleep. Suddenly, she saw him sit down on the edge of the bed, swiftly remove his glasses, and untie his tourbillon watch.
The metal watch strap buckle clicked and he casually placed it on the bedside table.
Wen Zhenni suddenly opened her eyes wide in the darkness, with a hint of disbelief, "You're not going to commit adultery in broad daylight! This is the company, even if you're the president, you can't do this."
Ci Heng was choked by her baseless accusation and was speechless. "I asked you to come here to let you sleep, not to sleep with you."
He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, and when the cuffs were rolled up to his elbows, his bulging muscles were exposed.
As he leaned closer, a refreshing breath enveloped her. Wen Zhenni's throat moved imperceptibly. "Even workaholics need to sleep... I thought you could survive on photosynthesis."
The tiny words, as thin as a mosquito, still fell clearly into Ciheng's ears.
"I am a human being, not a steel machine. As a human being, I need to rest." He lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down with a strong breath.
Wen Zhenni's heart instantly rose to her throat. After all, they were in the company, and someone might push the door open in the next second.
She subconsciously tried to distance herself from him, but an arm quickly wrapped around her waist, pressing her into his embrace as she tried to escape.
Fortunately, he didn't do anything excessive afterwards. He just grabbed her waist through her chiffon skirt.
"Close your eyes." A sudden breath brushed past her eyes, and his tone was teasing, "Or are you waiting for me to sing a lullaby to put you to sleep?"
This guy would feel uncomfortable if he didn't insult her for a day.
Forget it, if I can’t sleep, I’ll just force myself to sleep, or even just take a nap.
Wen Zhenni closed her eyes, but her two rows of eyelashes, as thin as small fans, couldn't stop trembling.
"You should sign up for a basic acting class." The man's low laugh echoed in her ears, and his calloused fingertips pressed against the corners of her eyes. "You can't even pretend to be asleep."
Being exposed in front of her by him, Wen Zhenni couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She opened her eyes and met his shining eyes, "You're holding me too tight."
She was answered by the rustling of fabric, and the person next to her slowly withdrew his arm.
Just when Wen Zhenni thought he let her go, her wrist was suddenly grabbed again and brought to his firm and tight waist and abdomen.
Her fingertips instantly sank into the well-defined muscle texture. Through the silk shirt, she could clearly feel the pulse trembling, beating hotly in the palm of her hand.
"Can you fall asleep by touching it?" His voice was mixed with the rustling of clothes, and his warm breath brushed past her ear, leading her hand upwards.
“…”Oh my God, who taught him?
Who is such a kind person that can fall asleep while touching his abdominal muscles?
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