Chapter 8 I dare to eat, do you dare to take your clothes off?
Nan Xia gritted her teeth. Was this bastard's mouth poisoned?
I can't stand it.
She suddenly stood up and walked towards him, standing in front of him with her arms crossed, arrogantly uttering a bold statement: "I dare to eat, do you dare to take your clothes off?"
Song Yan glanced at her from head to toe, a playful glint in his handsome face, and raised his voice slightly, "If I dare to take my clothes off, you dare to eat them?"
"Only dogs don't take their clothes off!"
Nan Xia was provoked by his expression and slammed her hand on the conference table. She stared at him sharply, her imposing aura so strong that he had no choice but to confront her.
This is the client's meeting room, not their own law firm. She bet he wouldn't dare take his pants off here.
"Only dogs don't eat it," he said coldly, leaning back in his chair.
"Enough with the nonsense, I think you're just a coward, Attorney Song... Don't try to act all high and mighty in front of me again."
Seeing that he was dawdling, Nan Xia knew he must have chickened out, so she silently breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smug smile. Just as she was about to return to her seat, Song Yanzhi suddenly stood up and pulled out the black shirt tucked into his pants.
The delicate crystal clasp was unfastened from bottom to top.
"Why are you taking off your shirt?" she asked with a cold snort, not because she was angry—
"I'm getting my abdomen permed. If I don't take off my shirt, do you expect me to take off my pants?" Song Yanzhi raised an eyebrow, looking at her with barely concealed amusement in his eyes, and leaned close to her ear to ask.
"What would Attorney Nan like to eat?"
"..." Nan Xia's face was very ugly, as if she had suddenly swallowed a fly. She felt like she had been tricked.
Why didn't you burn that thing to pieces?!
Song Yanzhi looked at her with a teasing gaze and deliberately asked, "This isn't what Attorney Nan wanted to eat, do you still want to eat it?"
What a scoundrel.
"Get lost!" Nan Xia stomped hard on his shiny black leather shoes, turned around, and angrily returned to her seat, only to suddenly see the man opposite her still smiling.
frown.
She grabbed a folder in front of her and threw it at him, but he nimbly dodged it and easily caught it with one hand. Why would she throw someone else's financial statements?
Don't litter.
Nan Xia crossed her arms, snorted coldly, and turned her face away. She must have had a grudge against him in her past life.
"Knock knock—" Suddenly, there was another knock on the conference room door.
He didn't answer, and Nanxia was too lazy to answer either. It must be one of the female employees here trying to seduce him again.
What does this have to do with me?
After a while, the conference room door was gently pushed open, and standing in the doorway was Lin Yi. She looked at the two people inside and said apologetically:
“I’m sorry, Song Lv and Nan Lv, I thought there was no one inside, so I pushed the door open.”
"What are you doing here?" Song Yanzhi asked in a formulaic tone.
"I've finished my work, so I thought I'd come and see if there's anything I can help with here."
Lin Yi spoke respectfully, acting like a docile little rabbit in front of him, and walked in with her hands behind her back, carrying a pretty pink lunchbox.
Nanxia turned her head and saw it immediately. Was this a breakfast delivery for that man?
This woman is quite good at pretending.
"Song Lu, have you had breakfast yet? I made some wild vegetable buns, they're very delicious, would you like to try some?"
Lin Yi nervously took out the lunchbox from behind her and went over to ask him.
Song Yanzhi glanced at the woman at the conference table and deliberately asked her, "Attorney Nan, would you like to try my assistant's cooking?"
Nan Xia glanced disdainfully at the green tea assistant, then looked at him with some surprise. Didn't he hate eating steamed buns the most?
I've bought him things before, but he always complained about them.
"I've already had breakfast. You two can continue eating. I'm going out for a coffee so I won't disturb your sweet time."
Nan Xia smiled and got up to leave. She really didn't expect him to have such a good relationship with his assistant. No wonder the assistant dared to act so arrogantly in front of her.
It turns out that he was the one who gave me that confidence.
As she walked into the main office, she suddenly stopped in front of a male employee and asked, "Do you have a cigarette?"
"...Yes." The male employee paused in surprise for a moment before pulling out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, taking one out and handing it to her, then said:
"Smoking is not allowed here, but it's allowed in the break room."
Nanxia took his lighter and went to the tea room. With a cigarette in her mouth, she lit the lighter with a snap and exhaled a puff of smoke.
Then, at a leisurely pace, he took a white coffee cup from the sterilizer.
Seeing a coffee machine, I brewed a cup to kill some time.
She had no talent for cooking, but her coffee-making skills were top-notch—well, Song Yanzhi had taught her step by step. When she was learning, she failed several times. He raised an eyebrow and asked:
"How did you become a lawyer if you're so stupid?"
"So what if I'm just not good at cooking anything? Are you an expert at everything?" Nanxia asked him unhappily.
Song Yanzhi looked down at her for a long time, then uttered two words without any modesty, "...Indeed."
Nanxia wanted to put him down, but she had eaten the steak he fried, drunk the coffee he brewed, and even seen him iron his own clothes. She couldn't find anything he didn't know or wasn't good at.
All I could do was angrily blurt out, "I'm not studying anymore!"
“It’s hard to teach a fool,” he said deliberately.
Nanxia, who has always been proud and arrogant, was constantly called stupid by him. In a fit of anger, she went over to the sofa, grabbed some cushions, and threw them at him one after another.
The two fought until they ended up on the bed.
Those sycamore-lined avenues we walked together, the half-eaten cake we shared, the late-night hugs after arguments—they're like scraps of paper scattered by the wind, fragmented in my mind.
She tried to shake off the memories of him, took another deep drag of her cigarette, and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.
Just as the coffee was almost ready, a tall and imposing figure suddenly walked in through the door—it was Song Yanzhi.
As soon as Song Yan entered, he saw the woman sitting at the bar, her long legs crossed, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from her lips, puffing out smoke.
Nan Xia raised an eyebrow slightly. They finished eating so quickly?
The assistant must have cooked very well, which made him really like it.
Song Yanzhi walked to her side, suddenly snatched the cigarette from her mouth, and said in a cold tone, "What kind of cigarettes do women smoke?"
"What does it matter to you if I smoke? Go worry about your 'delicate' little assistant." She reached out to snatch it, but he abruptly pushed her hand away.
Nan Xia was secretly annoyed. She stood up and tried to grab his hand, but he suddenly raised it. His height of nearly 1.9 meters was not for nothing. With his hand raised, she couldn't grab it at all.
Give it back to me.
She was furious and punched him in the chest. Had the assistant finished his steamed buns?
Why are you meddling in other people's business here?
At that moment, two female employees suddenly walked in through the door. They saw Lawyer Nan punching Lawyer Song in the chest with his fist, and the two were standing very close to each other.
Stunned—
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