Chapter 7 Are you tired?
Han Siti's smooth black hair looked messy because of the commotion.
She didn't care and told the person outside to bring the plate to the table.
Staring at the exquisitely presented meal in front of her, she smiled sweetly: "Thank you for your hard work, sister."
The woman waved her hand and said you're welcome, but her eyes glanced at the slender figure over there.
The class gap is as difficult to cross as a chasm. After all, who doesn’t want to take a shortcut?
The man held a magazine to hide his sharp jawline. Under the bright light, he was born with a sense of nobility. His slightly upturned peach blossom eyes looked at the girl at the table from time to time.
Han Siti's eyebrows moved, and she raised her delicate face: "Husband, do you want to eat?"
Regarding her unexpected prank, he was just speechless, and then followed her meaning: "No need."
The woman standing next to her seemed to understand something.
I didn’t dare to stay any longer, so I quickly said “enjoy your meal” and left.
Han Siti was indeed hungry, and she ate for half an hour without caring about her image before putting down her chopsticks.
After washing up again, I fell on the bed. It was already early morning.
Jin Huainian held her with one hand, his fingers moving up along her waistline and climbing into her clothes. The cold touch made Han Siti move another inch closer to his arms.
"I'm full." She blinked her watery eyes, implying that she didn't want to move.
Jin Huainian lowered his head and chuckled: "Well, it's time to get down to business."
“…”
A man who eats someone's food will be grateful to him; a man who receives someone's money will be grateful to him.
Han Siti didn't have time to feel embarrassed before she was quickly pushed down on the bed.
She tilted her head to avoid his kiss on her neck, pushing him away and saying, "Don't kiss here, I want to wear a skirt tomorrow."
Jin Huainian pinched her cheek, covered her lips, kissed her for two seconds, and replied: "That's a lot of requests."
"Is it okay?"
The man's eyes were deep, and he made a rather embarrassed expression: "I'll try my best."
The atmosphere was lingering, with low moans and waves surging again and again, like scattered rose petals, adding a bit of strong desire.
***
You really can't trust what men say.
Han Siti parted her hair and saw a deep red mark.
She ran to Jin Huainian angrily and punched his chest with her fists. Her thin, white and tender arms looked weak, as if she was resisting in a coquettish manner.
"Is this what you mean by trying your best?" She stared and questioned.
Jin Huainian's eyes flashed with a bit of meanness. He raised his hand to smooth her hair and said with a smile: "This way you can't see it."
Han Siti was so angry, but she couldn't do anything about him, so she could only go to the room to change clothes.
After searching left and right, she found a yellow floral miniskirt and put it on, paired with a pair of brown mid-calf boots.
She took a few photos in the mirror with her phone, but was not satisfied. She returned to the living room and said to the man who was rolling up his sleeves, "Take a few photos for me."
Before the other party could agree, the phone was stuffed in his hand.
Jin Huainian rarely takes photos of others. As he is tall, the phone appears from a bird's-eye view.
Han Siti's eyes darkened. She cracked his knuckles and tried to correct him, "My feet need to be on this line to look taller. You've already made me look 1.2 meters tall!"
"I'll give you another chance." Han Siti said.
After some education, she was successfully photographed to be 1.7 meters tall instead of 1.65 meters tall.
This should be Jin Huainian's limit.
On the way to the branch, she selected a photo and posted it on her Moments.
Soon someone commented below.
Yiyi: Did my brother take the photo for you?
Han Siti posted a live photo, which played for three seconds like a video. She stood in front of a French window, her features small and pretty. She curled her lips and whispered something between her teeth: "Take a higher picture!"
After saying this, a low chuckle could be clearly heard outside the screen.
Han Siti replied: Yes, your brother is considerate of the employees and provides free photography services!
Yiyi: Damn it, something is wrong...
Han Siti didn't reply. She turned off her phone and went to the branch office shortly afterwards.
The arranged office was on the 32nd floor. Han Siti put her thoughts aside and stood behind him obediently.
It's just that she was dressed so flamboyantly that it was hard for people not to notice her.
After some compliments, Jin Huainian entered the office.
Han Siti sat at the secretary's desk outside the office, supporting her chin and taking in all the glances.
"Where is Sister Rudy? Did she quit her job?" asked a familiar girl next to her.
Han Siti replied: "Maternity leave."
The other person nodded without much reaction: "Are you Mr. Jin's new secretary?"
The girl was not sure, after all, the person in front of her looked very young.
"Han Siti." She introduced herself.
"I'm Manager Li's secretary, Xia Wei."
After the two introduced themselves, they quickly became familiar with each other.
"Your skirt is so beautiful! Can you send me the link?" Xia Wei glanced at her.
"Okay." He took out his cell phone and added the contact information.
Xia Wei remembered something, glanced around, half covered her lips, and leaned close to her ear: "Mr. Jin really has a fiancée?"
Han Siti paused, then raised an eyebrow: "It seems so."
This was the only gossip going around the company, and it spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and even people on the internet started discussing who Jin Huainian's fiancée was.
"Did you see it just now? There are bite marks on the side of Mr. Jin's neck." Xia Wei said excitedly, even gesticulating a little.
Of course she saw it. She cried for a long time last night and didn't stop. She was so angry that she wanted to bite him.
“I saw it…”
In the eyes of others, it is the best proof of lust and endless beauty.
"President Jin usually looks otherworldly and quite abstinent. I didn't expect that..." After Xia Wei finished speaking, she realized that the person sitting next to her was President Jin's secretary. The light in her eyes dimmed visibly.
"You won't tell anyone, will you?" she asked nervously.
Han Siti smiled inexplicably: "No."
Xia Wei breathed a sigh of relief.
I dare not say anything more.
After a while, Assistant Xu brought over a stack of financial statements and asked her to reconcile them.
Han Siti has no time to rest and is busy until she gets off work in the evening.
She twisted her neck, raised her head listlessly, picked up her bag, and went to the underground parking garage.
She found the luxurious and eye-catching black car accurately. The driver and Assistant Xu were there. Han Siti had been busy all day and couldn't help but feel sarcastic.
"Mr. Jin got off work really early."
Jin Huainian's gaze rested on her without saying a word.
Han Siti sat on it with a groan.
Jin Huainian looked away, closed his eyes and rubbed his brows. Suddenly, a pair of soft, slender white hands reached out and clenched fists on his legs.
"Are you tired?" She tilted her head and smiled: "Are you satisfied with my service?"
She was hunched over, and her already short skirt was almost exposed, revealing the soft curves of her fair thighs.
Jin Huainian's eyes turned cold, and he pulled her arm into his arms.
She had fair skin, and when she used some force, the area around her arm immediately turned red.
With her slightly frowning brows and tearful expression, she looked rather delicate.
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