"The Minister of Finance said he's a fan of yours and wanted to come see you."
The vice president quickly approached Chi Yuan and whispered the situation to him.
fan?
A faint smile appeared on Chi Yuan's lips, but there was no hint of amusement in his eyes.
Sima Zhao's intentions are obvious to everyone.
Not unaware of the sudden coldness that flashed across Chi Yuan's face, the vice president quickly took two steps back, creating some distance between himself and the two.
He can't afford to offend either of them; they're a real pain.
"Then I won't disturb your reminiscing. You two keep talking."
The vice president chuckled awkwardly and slipped away as quickly as he could.
Shen Yulou and Chi Yuan remained silent in the room. The staff member who helped Chi Yuan tidy his clothes worked quickly and efficiently, leaving with the clothes in the blink of an eye.
"Ding!"
Hearing the familiar sound of the door closing, Chi Yuan maintained his polite smile and reached out his hand to Shen Yulou.
"I never expected that the minister would be my fan. It's truly an honor."
"Of course."
Shen Yulou reached out and shook hands with Chi Yuan, speaking his most arrogant words with the most humble attitude.
"Hmph, since that's the case, I wonder if the minister wants a photo or an autograph from me?"
Chi Yuan nodded as if he had lost something, then released Shen Yulou's hand, choosing to play dumb.
"If Mr. Chi can give it to me, then of course I will accept it all."
"After all, a signed photo with Mr. Chi must be quite valuable, right?"
Looking down into Shen Yulou's honest and even somewhat passionate eyes, Chi Yuan gestured for him to sit down in a chair.
"Minister, you're joking. I'm just a small-time race car driver."
"In terms of influence, how can anyone compare to you as the Minister of Finance?"
"My appearance in your photos is merely icing on the cake."
Why are you adopting such a humble posture? Are you afraid he'll eat you up?
Shen Yulou crossed his legs and leaned back, turning his head to see several large pomegranates stacked together on the table.
"Mr. Chi likes to eat pomegranates?"
He turned slightly to face Chi Yuan, a halo of light spreading across one side of his face, like a fleeting glimpse of a different thought unintentionally revealed.
"I like it, it's fresh, and it's anti-aging."
Chi Yuan leaned back lazily on the sofa, his slender fingers casually tapping the armrest.
His gaze casually fell on the pomegranates, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Mr. Chi's suggestion makes me want to try it too. Do you mind?"
Shen Yulou tilted his head slightly, his gold-rimmed glasses sliding down his nose a little, but he didn't push them up. He just looked at Chi Yuan through the top of the lenses.
Before Chi Yuan could even agree, she dug her neatly trimmed nails into the pomegranate peel and slowly sliced it open along the seam.
Juice seeped out and stained his long, slender fingers.
He seemed completely unaware as he gently pried open the pomegranate segments, revealing plump, glistening seeds, with juice splashing everywhere.
Tiny specks of red liquid shimmered on his glasses, flickering slightly with his movements and spreading across the corners of his upturned eyes.
Her shimmering red makeup exuded an ultimate allure.
"Of course I don't mind, I'll do it."
Chi Yuan looked away, gently took the pomegranate slices from Shen Yulou's hand, and carefully peeled them one by one onto the plate, making a crisp sound.
"Mr. Chi's skill in peeling pomegranates is truly impressive."
"I wonder if Mr. Chi usually peels and eats them himself, or if someone helps him?"
Shen Yulou picked up a pomegranate seed and put it in his mouth. The sweet juice made his face show a cat-like satisfaction.
The fair fingers did not retract, but were left to rest above the plate.
The fingertips still retained a trace of pomegranate juice, gleaming faintly under the light.
"They're all available. You can peel them yourself if you want, or have someone else peel them for you if you don't."
Chi Yuan kept his head down and didn't look at Shen Yulou's face, but his gaze inevitably fell on Shen Yulou's hand.
The slender fingers and the bright pomegranate seeds on the plate complemented each other, adding an ambiguous atmosphere to the scene.
It makes one's gaze linger on the joints and slender wrists.
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