Chapter 55 09.21/Fiancée his finger.
“…” Chu Song didn’t even know what expression he should make.
A few seconds later, she pushed the dishes on the table forward, stood up and walked out, muttering, "I have to go to work. No need for you to send me off. I can go by myself."
She walked around the table and headed towards the entrance.
The man easily grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. His voice was cold and gloomy: "No."
He forced her to sit on his legs and hugged her.
Chu Song struggled, but was firmly restrained by his hand. He came from behind, gently pressing his face against her neck: "Be good, don't move."
It was 8:50 when Chu Song arrived at the office. Fan Tingnian came over and helped her unbuckle her seat belt.
His fingers were long and slender, with slightly protruding knuckles, and every time he pressed into her body, he could reach the deepest part.
Chu Song's cheeks flushed, his head turned to the right, his chest heaving slightly, and his breathing became a little rapid.
Before going out, he held her on his lap, wiped her fingers with a disinfected alcohol cotton pad, and did some unspeakable things at the dining table.
She rested her chin on his shoulder and breathed softly, uncontrollably.
He put the hand around her and moved it under her chin, his eyes fixed on her face, watching her expression.
He moved gently, taking care of every inch of her body with his fingertips. When her breathing became a little faster, he pressed his lips against her ear, looked at her reaction and asked her if she liked it. After she answered honestly, he praised her as a "good girl".
He was very good at praising people in bed, praising them from head to toe. When she couldn't help but gasp, he would kiss her as if praising her, and say "very nice" in a lazy and gentle voice.
Chu Song took a deep breath and exhaled, his eyes tilted to the side, still looking out the car window. Then he stomped his shoe soles on the bottom of the car and gestured anxiously to his bound wrists: "Help me untie it."
When they got into the car, Fan Tingnian untied his tie and tied it around her wrist. He didn't untie it throughout the journey, and until now, her hands were still tied.
The man in the driver's seat leaned one elbow on the window sill, looked at her for two seconds, stretched out his right hand, and used his long fingers to help her untie the beautiful bow.
He seemed to have some special fetish. Every time he tied her up on the bed, the knots were complicated and beautiful, like a perfect piece of handicraft.
Chu Song moved his wrists, which were tied stiffly.
It was very warm inside the car, with the heater on at a very high temperature. Chu Song pulled up the collar of his sweater.
After a moment, she opened the car door and glanced at the man in the driver's seat: "I'm leaving first."
"Well," the man looked at his watch. His watch, which was inlaid with diamonds, was worth an unknown amount. "I'll pick you up at six in the evening."
Chu Song hesitated to speak, and looked at him with a frown.
Fan Tingnian also stared at her, and before she opened her mouth, he predicted what she was going to say: "Don't mention wanting to move back to your own house again. I won't agree."
Actually, it’s not impossible.
All around her house, as well as on the upper and lower floors, was his place.
But it was very inconvenient after he returned. He could only stand outside her security door every night, which made it easy for the property management to catch him as a pervert.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds. The carriage was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Fan Tingnian's attitude was so firm that Chu Song had to give up the idea. "I understand." She frowned, tucked her bangs behind her ears, and pushed open the passenger door.
When I arrived at work early in the morning, Zhang Xinran from the next table was already there.
Zhang Xinran saw her coming and put the extra rice balls she bought in the morning on her desk.
Chu Song pulled out a chair and sat down. She had experienced a "lustful" experience early in the morning and felt a little drowsy. She turned sideways to open the computer and returned the rice ball.
Zhang Xinran was puzzled: "Aren't you going to eat?"
"I've had breakfast today." Before leaving, Fan Tingnian fed him half a sandwich and a glass of milk.
Zhang Xinran was even more surprised: "You actually remembered to take care of yourself and eat breakfast today."
Chu Song relied on his youth and would not eat breakfast if he could avoid it. Even if he did eat, he would just take a few bites of bread. So when Zhang Xinran saw a sale at the supermarket, he would always take an extra breakfast with him.
Chu Song was stunned, and suddenly remembered that the time when he had the most normal meals in the past few years was the two months he stayed with Fan Tingnian.
Except for occasionally staying up late because of doing certain things, I am very healthy most of the time.
Zhang Xinran wrapped up the rice ball Chu Song had returned and nodded towards the director's office. "Song Huinan is here."
Chu Songgang put the organized documents on the shelf and frowned deeply: "What is he doing here?"
Zhang Xinran sighed, turned on his computer, and prepared to work. "I heard that he was dissatisfied with the punishment he received earlier, so he came here to make trouble again."
"Isn't it over?" After Song Huinan resigned, the museum didn't want to cause any trouble because of him, so they quickly completed his resignation procedures.
Zhang Xinran arrived early and ran into Song Huinan who was looking for trouble.
She sighed, "His plagiarism was known to the industry. It seems he had found another job, but even though it was a private company, they found out about it just before he started and fired him, citing the company's privacy and security as a pretext."
Zhang Xinran: "He lost his job, his reputation, and was humiliated. He must be furious, so he came to our company again."
Chu Song frowned even deeper when he heard this.
Zhang Xinran saw her looking towards the director's office, and her expression was hard to describe. "Anyway, offending a villain is like being stained with dirt. It's clearly his own fault, but now he's coming to our company to make trouble and ask the company to compensate him n+1."
This is a requirement for companies to fire employees, but Song Huinan resigned on his own initiative, and it was because of his serious violations of discipline that he ended up in this situation. Of course, the museum would not give him any more money.
"When did he come?" Chu Song asked.
Zhang Xinran recalled: "It's been half an hour."
Ten minutes later, a colleague came to call Chu Song to a meeting.
Every Wednesday, the team leaders and deputy team leaders of several groups hold a morning meeting in the conference room.
Chu Song packed up his things, left his workstation, and walked towards the meeting room.
Not far inside the conference room is the director's office.
Before I even got close, I could hear the noise in the office. Song Huinan was like a mad dog, ignoring everyone and yelling and acting like a scoundrel.
Within two minutes, the director probably couldn't stand it anymore and called the security guard. Several people in uniform passed by from behind and entered the director's office. A few seconds later, Song Huinan was carried out.
I haven't seen him for nearly a month. He looks much more haggard than before, dressed in a suit and tie. His hair is unkempt and a little longer. He has a wrong button on his shirt, and the security guard picked at it, leaving wrinkles on it.
Before the meeting started, several team leaders were standing in front of the conference room discussing the grouping of projects in the museum for the next six months.
Several security guards suddenly dragged people out. Everyone was stunned and stepped back while watching.
The leader of Team 2 pulled Chu Song, who was still reading a document, and motioned for her to move out of the way. He whispered, "Be careful, the security guard might step on you."
Chu Song then closed the document and looked up, meeting Song Huinan's gaze.
Song Huinan was originally shouting towards the director's office when he was grabbed by the security guard. He turned around and saw Chu Song in the crowd.
He paused for a moment, then seemed to figure something out. Suddenly, he turned around and pointed at Chu Song, cursing, "You bitch, were you the one who reported me?!"
Chu Songshang made the report anonymously. Her personal information was only exposed when she reported to the museum because of her personal situation. However, only two senior leaders in the museum knew about this matter, and they would never reveal it to Song Huinan.
However, the person who reported all these things in detail and was at odds with Song Huinan could be Chu Song if you think about it.
Song Huinan rushed over with his teeth bared, and was so angry that he cursed: "Fuck you, did you fucking son of a bitch report me?"
"I'm your father, why the hell are you reporting me like this?"
"Don't fucking pull me, are you a piece of shit? I didn't treat you well in my group, did I? I will never let you go!"
The leader of Group 2 was a woman a few years older than Chu Song, and she had long disliked Song Huinan. Seeing him about to squeeze in, she grabbed Chu Song's arm and pulled her back again, but the corridor was not wide, and Chu Song was standing against the wall, making it difficult for her to avoid him.
The security guard also stepped forward to stop him, but Song Huinan got so angry that he reached out to pull Chu Song.
"Isn't it nice to be the deputy team leader who stepped on me to get to the top? I don't know if it's because of some leader..."
The high heels on Chu Song's feet were not high, but she still twisted her ankle due to the squeezing and avoiding people. She wanted to open her mouth to retort, but the pain came at this time, and she frowned tightly, unable to speak.
Fortunately, the director came out of his office at this time and slammed the door twice. He couldn't stand it anymore and scolded Song Huinan: "You've already resigned, don't talk nonsense to me here."
Then he raised his hand and ordered the security guard: "Take him out, and don't let him in if he comes again!"
It’s impossible for a few security guards to not be able to hold back even one man.
A few minutes later, Song Huinan was dragged out, and the museum finally quieted down. Many people crowded the corridor in front of the conference room. The director waved his hand and said, "Stop looking, and get back to work!"
It was working hours, so everyone dispersed.
Chu Song's ankle sprain was not serious. It was a little painful at first, but after applying the medicine Zhang Xinran brought and resting for a while, it felt much better.
Because of this incident, the morning meeting of several groups was forced to be postponed for ten minutes.
As Zhang Xinran put the medicine away, he scanned her body and confirmed with her again, "Are you injured anywhere else?"
“No.” Chu Song shook his head.
She held her right shoulder and turned her arm gently. Fortunately, the security guard was quick-witted and stopped Song Huinan before he rushed over. The look in Song Huinan's eyes at that time seemed to hate her to death.
She still feels scared when she thinks about it now.
Zhang Xinran sighed and put the things away: "That's good."
After get off work in the evening, Chu Song left the company on time.
Fan Tingnian's car was parked on the side of the road and was easy to spot. His car looked extremely expensive and was easily distinguishable among a bunch of cars.
She walked over, opened the car door and got in.
As soon as she got in, she felt the person in the driver's seat staring at her sinisterly. Chu Song was startled. He was even scarier than Song Huinan in the morning.
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Author's words: Fan: Ah? Honey, I just like you [question mark]
Two more chapters tomorrow [Starry Eyes]
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