Chapter 57 Tie up that sentimental scumbag (8)
The dishes on the table were all Shen Zhuoyuan's favorites, and since he had successfully gotten this little thing tonight, Shen Zhuoyuan was in a particularly good mood.
"Xiaoyan's cooking skills are really getting better and better. It would be great if I could eat your cooking more often in the future."
“If Mr. Shen likes it, you can always let me come over and do it in the future.”
Shen Zhuoyuan laughed and supported his face with one hand, "We are in this relationship now, does Xiaoyan still have to call me President Shen?"
“But, but…”
"Don't say but, I know what you are thinking. You can still call me Mr. Shen in front of others from now on. That's fine, but you have to change the name in private."
"A new name?"
"Yes," Shen Zhuoyuan nodded, reaching out and touching the back of Li Ziyan's hand on the table, gently rubbing the delicate and smooth skin. "You can call me by my name or anything else, whatever you like, how about it?"
Li Ziyan blushed shyly at Shen Zhuoyuan's actions and gentle tone, and had no choice but to nod.
After finishing the meal, Li Ziyan took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen without complaint, but was brought out by Shen Zhuoyuan holding his belt and sitting on the sofa.
"There will be a part-time worker to clean up this kind of thing tomorrow, so you don't have to do it. Just stay with me now."
Li Ziyan's face flushed as he was hugged around the waist and pressed on the sofa. If it were somewhere else, Shen Zhuoyuan would have been tired of those pretentious little boys and girls, but the person in front of him always managed to use such a pitiful and harmless attitude to make his heart beat.
“Boss Shen…” Li Ziyan stretched out his hand and supported Shen Zhuoyuan’s chest, trying to avoid such a fiery gaze but was held back by the other party. He put his hand in his mouth and took a light bite.
"What did I just say? Could it be that such an excellent assistant like Li doesn't even remember what I just said?"
Li Ziyan turned his head away without saying a word, then took advantage of Shen Zhuoyuan's inattention and exerted force to get out from under Shen Zhuoyuan and walked to the door.
"It's getting late. I should go back." Li Ziyan hurriedly put on his shoes and suit. Shen Zhuoyuan was already standing in front of him, holding his hand.
"It's already so late, don't go back. I'm worried."
“It’s okay, I can call a taxi, you, you should rest early,” as if he thought of something, Li Ziyan’s face flushed, he took a step forward, put his chin on Shen Zhuoyuan’s shoulder, and whispered to Shen Zhuoyuan’s ear, “Thank you, Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, rest early, I’m leaving.”
By the time Shen Zhuoyuan recovered from the greeting, the door in front of him had already closed. His eyes were dark and he chuckled softly.
He had never imagined that a simple address could cause him to lose his composure like this. Li Ziyan's voice was as gentle as his own, yet with a hint of coldness. Perhaps Li Ziyan himself didn't even know that this was his most charming aspect.
He looks gentle on the surface, but his soul and bones reveal a kind of coldness and arrogance, as if he does not belong to this world, and keeps other people thousands of miles away. Because of this, once he shows a hint of affection and kindness, he is like a fawn that has just left the forest, especially simple and tender, and also very attractive. This is one of the reasons why Shen Zhuoyuan became interested in Li Ziyan.
But just now, Li Ziyan was out of character, with blushing cheeks and shyness in the corners of his eyes. He spoke softly and called him Brother Yuan. The ending tone was like a small hook that made his heart itchy. He wanted to grab the man back and press him under him to listen to him call eight or ten times before he would give up.
"Haha, it's really cute..."
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"Send someone to the north of the city to handle the project. Don't let any more mistakes happen."
"Yes, Mr. Shen."
After the simple meeting, several directors and team leaders in the office left one after another, leaving only Li Ziyan here to organize the meeting minutes. He sorted out the contents and handed them to Shen Zhuoyuan.
“Boss Shen, these are…”
Before Li Ziyan could finish his words, Shen Zhuoyuan grabbed his wrist and, with a sudden force, he fell onto Shen Zhuoyuan's body. Li Ziyan was startled and subconsciously supported himself on both sides of the chair, trying to stand up.
"Mr. Shen! The door is not locked!"
"What does it matter? They will knock on the door, and this is my company, no one will say anything." Shen Zhuoyuan reached out and pinched Li Ziyan's chin, his eyes dark. "Xiaoyan, what did I say last night? What did you call me just now?"
"...Brother Yuan."
The restless desire that had been stirring all night was appeased at this moment, but it aroused more desire. Shen Zhuoyuan's hand slowly moved down along the angle of Li Ziyan's jaw, pressing the back of Li Ziyan's neck, "Good boy."
"Brother Yuan, Mr. Wei called yesterday and said he wants to talk to you today. He will be here soon. Why don't you let me down first..."
Shen Zhuoyuan was unmoved, and even buried his nose in Li Ziyan's neck and took a deep sniff. Sure enough, that faint familiar fragrance filled his nasal cavity, which was much better than the smell of those vulgar powders and strong perfumes and colognes.
'Why do they all like to do this...' Li Ziyan subconsciously complained in his heart, but soon he was stunned again, and was a little shocked at who he was comparing Shen Zhuoyuan with.
But he didn't have time to think about it, because the door was opened the next second and a careless voice was heard.
"I say, President Shen, why did you lock the door in broad daylight? What are you doing in there that shouldn't be seen by others?" Wei Ning kept pushing the door open and putting his hands in his pockets, staring blankly at the image of Shen Zhuoyuan holding the beautiful woman in his arms. Then he resumed his flirting, with a vulgar and ambiguous expression on his face, "Wow, sure, office play, it seems I came at the wrong time."
Li Ziyan's face was no longer just red, it was practically smoking. This was his true emotion. He stood up from Shen Zhuoyuan's body abruptly, and even his legs felt a little weak.
"Mr. Wei, Mr. Shen, I'll go prepare tea for you two now."
"Don't be afraid," Shen Zhuoyuan also stood up and patted Li Ziyan's waist soothingly, "Wei Ning is not an outsider."
Li Ziyan glanced at Wei Ning, then at Shen Zhuoyuan, nodded, and hurriedly fled the office. After the door was properly closed, Wei Ning restrained his frivolous smile and walked over to sit next to Shen Zhuoyuan's sofa.
"Hey, what's going on? Did you really take Assistant Li down?"
"So what? He's mine anyway."
"What are you thinking? Do you want to develop a casual relationship with her, or do you want to develop an intimate relationship with her? I'm telling you, I don't think Assistant Li is that kind of person."
Shen Zhuoyuan snorted and sat on the sofa with a smile in his eyes, "You don't need to remind me of this kind of thing, but don't you think it's more interesting because he is so serious?"
"Playing with other people's feelings will bring punishment from heaven. I advise you not to commit suicide."
Shen Zhuoyuan shrugged, his expression as casual as ever. Wei Ning didn't know what to say when he saw this, but he always had a premonition that the final outcome of these two people would probably not be that simple.
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