"He won't want to chase you, will he?"
At 11:30 in the evening, the city was immersed in a sea of lights.
In Lin Yu'an's small rental house, the light from the computer screen reflected his slightly exaggerated expression at the moment.
He had just finished a very expressive imitation show.
The target was none other than his immediate superior, Gu Lin, the president of Gu Group, who had a 2.8-meter-high aura.
"...and guess what?"
Lin Yu'an moved closer to the microphone and deliberately lowered his voice.
Imitating Gu Lin's icy tone, he pronounced clearly, "'Secretary, on my way.'"
He suddenly shrank back, covered his chest with his hands exaggeratedly, and made a Xizi holding her heart gesture to the camera.
"On the way?! What kind of way?! My house is in a small, old house in the south of the city, and his big villa on the top of the mountain is in the north! Is this the route to the Pacific Ocean? I was so scared that I almost had an out-of-body experience!"
He grabbed the cup of iced milk tea beside him and took a big sip, trying to calm down.
The cool sweetness slid across his throat, slightly soothing his heart which had been trembling all day because of the word "on the way".
The barrage in the live broadcast room was instantly flooded with a tide of “Hahahahahahaha”.
[I can’t stop laughing! The baby is imitating the boss! Soul injection!]
[Is the Pacific Ocean route okay? You understand metaphors, little cat!]
[Boss: Trying to offer warmth. An Bao: It feels like you're sending me away!]
[So did you finally get on the bus? Honey!!! I was so anxious!]
[Blind guess! Look how scared our baby is!]
Lin Yu'an looked at the rapidly scrolling comments, and the secret pleasure that had grown in his heart from complaining about his boss surfaced again.
He adjusted the long, wavy, fluffy chestnut wig on his head, making sure any masculine edges were hidden.
Then she made a pitiful face at the camera: "Of course I didn't dare get on! I was afraid that if I got on that train, my destination wouldn't be home, but a sightseeing trip down the Huangpu River! I used the excuse that I was used to taking the subway and slipped away faster than a rabbit!"
He was about to continue describing in vivid detail how he had escaped from danger.
A golden bullet screen with eye-catching VIP special effects slowly drifted across the center of the screen:
[So... the boss might be trying to pursue you, right?]
Time was paused by an invisible hand.
The milk tea straw in Lin Yu'an's mouth made a "crunch" sound and was bitten flat by him unconsciously.
My head buzzed as if a depth charge had been dropped into it.
There was a moment of blankness, with only a sharp tinnitus in the ears.
A chill rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, and cold sweat instantly soaked the thin fabric on my back.
Chase him?
Gu Lin...is chasing after Lin Yu'an?!
This thought is ten thousand times more terrifying than Gu Lin’s sudden announcement that the company will go bankrupt tomorrow!
This is the rhythm of grinding both the person and the vest into ashes and throwing them into the Pacific Ocean to feed the sharks!
The silence lasted less than a second.
Immediately afterwards, the entire live broadcast room exploded like a ignited barrel of explosives!
[Holy crap! Golden Legend! The truth behind the boss is out?!]
【!!! The boss likes our Anbao? Maybe! Send him home!】
[The Overbearing CEO Falls in Love with Me (Secretary Version)? Will the Script Become Reality?]
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I hit it! Icy boss x sweet secretary! I can do it!]
[Wait! Stop talking nonsense upstairs! I remember Xiao Miao mentioned this before, and the boss seemed to have said he liked men himself!]
This barrage was like a life-saving straw, and was instantly caught and amplified by countless fans.
[Yes, yes, yes! I remember that too! The boss is gay!]
[Hahahahaha, that's fine! Anbao is safe!]
[Boss: I like men. Kitty: What a sweet girl! Perfect cycle!]
[Don't worry, sisters! This is a useless pursuit! No matter how handsome the boss is, he won't pose a threat to our baby!]
[Safe zone! Throw flowers! Anbao can continue to complain about his boss without hesitation!]
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"
Lin Yu'an's voice rose several degrees due to extreme nervousness.
Her voice even cracked, and she spoke as fast as a machine gun. "Nonsense! The boss said she likes men herself! It's absolutely true! It's truer than gold!"
He tried hard to force a smile to appease his fans and prove that he didn't care.
But the corners of his mouth twitched stiffly a few times, and in the end, only an arc appeared that was uglier than crying.
The fans were completely relieved, and the barrage area was filled with joy and peace.
It was filled with jokes and celebrations like "Long live safety" and "The boss is nothing to be afraid of."
The gift special effects began to flood the screen again, with small hearts, small airplanes, small yachts...virtual fireworks blooming brilliantly on the screen.
Only the "sweet girl" in front of the screen knew that the palms of her hands, which were clutching the hem of her skirt, were full of cold sweat.
Fans cheered, "It's safe" because he is a "girl."
But damn it, he's a man!
Lin Yu'an, male, genuine product, guaranteed to be authentic!
During the day, Lin Yu'an, the secretary who was trembling with fear in the president's office of Gu Group, could be frozen into an ice sculpture by just a glance from Gu Lin.
At night, "An Xiaomiao" relies on a voice changer and a wig, pinching her voice to act sweet in front of the camera, and madly complaining about her boss to earn money for milk powder.
Gu Lin said herself that she likes men...
Then this man who was wearing the guise of "An Xiao Miao" but was actually Lin Yu'an...
An extremely terrifying and absurd possibility suddenly popped into his mind.
Could it be that Gu Lin's abnormal and incomprehensible "care"...send him home...
And those scrutinizing glances that fell on him for so long that made his scalp tingle... did they really mean... that?
No way, no way, I must be overthinking it!
Lin Yu'an is strong and calm, and Gu Lin's abnormal behavior is just due to the boss's concern for his subordinates.
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Gu Lin was sunk deep into the large Italian leather sofa.
Like a sculpture with cold and hard lines, it exudes a low pressure that keeps strangers away.
On the huge curved screen is the live broadcast room of "An Xiaomiao".
At this moment, the bullet screen, flashing with dazzling golden light, silently rolled across the center of the screen:
[So... the boss might be trying to pursue you, right?]
Chase him?
Chasing the secretary Lin Yu'an, whose fingertips tremble slightly when handing over documents and who has to check the temperature three times before making a cup of coffee?
Or are you following the female anchor "An Xiao Miao" who wore a wig and pinched her throat that night, and complained about him vividly in front of the screen, describing him as a Pacific sea monster?
absurd!
Gu Lin's thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and his jawline was as sharp as a knife.
He is Gu Lin, the king of the Gu family. His world is filled with precise decision-making and unquestionable control.
Feelings? Especially these unclear, confusing feelings?
It was simply sand mixed into the precision instrument, the most uncontrollable bug in the program.
He picked up the whiskey glass irritably, and when his fingertips touched the cold wall of the glass, his confused mind cleared up a little.
He forced his mind to go back.
Since when did the secretary named Lin Yu'an stop being just a vague background figure codenamed "Secretary A"?
Was it the nervousness and cunning that flashed across his clear eyes when he occasionally raised his eyes while reporting on his work, the nervousness and cunning that he tried hard to hide but couldn't hide?
Like a frightened little animal that can't help but be curious.
Or was it that time when he was on a business trip in Singapore and took care of his secretary Lin Yu'an who had a fever all night?
The softness at that moment was like a feather, lightly scratching a corner of Gu Lin's heart that had never been touched.
Or maybe... even earlier?
Gu Lin's fingertips unconsciously slid across the cold phone screen.
The screen unlocked and the interface that automatically jumped to was the live broadcast platform that he was very familiar with.
He clicked on the personal center and went directly to the reward record page.
The long list of records is shocking.
The dates, starting from last month, are terribly dense.
The amount has risen to a huge amount enough to dominate the weekly and monthly charts, such as "Galaxy Battleship" and "Heart of the Universe".
There is only one nickname - "L".
At that time, he thought he was just attracted by a vivid "voice".
Later, he found out that "An Xiaomiao" was Lin Yu'an.
He did not expose her, but like a patient hunter, he watched with interest how his young secretary clumsily maintained the balance of her dual identities right under his nose.
A nasty feeling of satisfaction in control of everything will pass through your heart.
What is this feeling of satisfaction?
Gu Lin's brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was trapped by an invisible shackle.
He subconsciously unlocked his phone, his finger hovered over the screen for a moment, and with an impulse that even he couldn't understand, he opened the browser.
The search bar is blank.
He hesitated, his fingertips tapping on the cold screen, typing out a short sentence that was extremely unfamiliar and incompatible with his entire elite persona:
How to tell if you like someone?
The moment he pressed the search button, he felt a sense of absurd shame, but was driven by a stronger urgency to find answers.
The page jumped instantly, filled with links to various emotional bloggers, psychological analysis, and horoscope tarot.
He frowned and scanned the entries quickly with a critical look.
Symptom 1: Compulsive attention. Their every move, even the slightest change in their expression, will set you on edge...
Gu Lin's fingers paused.
Lin Yu'an's fingers curled slightly as he handed over the documents, his nervousness causing him to speak slightly faster during the report, and the tips of his ears instantly turned red when he pointed out his mistakes...
Since when did these details become so clearly imprinted in his mind?
He can even recall the color of the buttons on his shirt collar today.
Symptom 2: A strong desire to explore. Curious about everything about them, wanting to know about their past, present, and even their hidden side...
Desire to explore? Gu Lin's fingertips tightened unconsciously.
He was more than just curious! He wanted to know why he needed this job, and even... wanted to know the real expression under the wig when he was live-streaming in women's clothing.
Symptom 3: Special treatment. In your world, they receive attention and privileges different from others...
Special treatment? Gu Lin's breathing paused slightly.
The curved screen still stayed on Lin Yu'an's live broadcast page. In order to refute the fans, he almost shouted out:
"Nonsense! The boss said she likes men!"
I like men...
Gu Lin's fingertips seemed to be burned by these words and curled up suddenly.
Gu Lin, the cold-blooded and ruthless man in the business world.
Gu Lin, who used "I like boys" as an excuse to avoid trouble.
Could it be...
Gu Lin suddenly stood up from the sofa, his movements so stiff and hasty that he himself was not aware of it.
"Gu Lin, you wouldn't..."
The voice paused, as if an invisible force was strangling its throat.
He took a deep breath of cold air, but the breath did not bring him clarity. Instead, it made the chaotic burning sensation in his chest even more pronounced.
"...Do you really like men?"
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