The sound was like honey, or like water droplets falling in the early morning—sweet and crisp.
Fu Senran slowly raised his head, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses locking onto the source of the sound like those of a cold-blooded animal, but Zi Xi had already put down her coffee and turned to leave decisively. He only had time to catch a glimpse of her back as she was about to disappear behind the door.
A light blue dress hugged her slender waist, and her ponytail drew a graceful arc in the air with her light steps.
The door closed.
Just like that, you left?
The girl who usually delivers coffee would linger a little longer, trying to get his attention. Didn't this girl see that he, a grown man, was still there?
"Mr. Fu, this is..."
Just as Mu Yu, the special assistant who had just entered, was about to report on the progress, he was interrupted by Fu Senran's voice as she raised her hand: "Who delivered the coffee just now?"
Although a question suddenly popped into Mu Yu's mind...
But he immediately called the secretariat to inquire about the boss's problem.
"Okay, okay, Mr. Fu, she's a new intern from the secretariat, her name is Zixi."
"A new intern? Mu Yu, what do you think of me?"
Fu Senran's voice was deep and smooth. He squinted slightly, took a sip of coffee, frowned, and put it down. He spoke as if possessed.
I was still a little puzzled; her voice was so sweet, how could her coffee taste so bad?
"Mr. Fu...you are young and promising, a business prodigy..."
"Don't talk about those irrelevant things, I'm talking about appearance, how I look."
Fu Senran lightly tapped his cheek with his fingertip. His noble and handsome face, unusually, did not show any irritation, but rather a somewhat confused look as he gazed out the French windows.
The sweet-voiced little girl came over just now, and she really only put down the coffee. She didn't even seem to glance at his face once, not even for a second.
It left him feeling confused and somewhat disappointed. If he had to describe it, he felt like a puppy being ignored by its owner, wanting to continue trying to get the owner's attention.
"Forget it, I don't need a man's opinion of me. Just look up that intern in the secretariat named Shen Zixi. I need all her information."
After saying that, Fu Senran picked up his coffee and took another sip. He frowned slightly. The coffee tasted the same as before, which was unpleasant, but when he thought of that voice from earlier, he felt that he could swallow it.
*
Zi Xi quietly returned to her workstation. Bai Qianqian, who was biting her nails anxiously beside her, froze and turned to look at her.
"What's wrong?"
Zi Xi tilted her head, looking at Bai Qianqian, who seemed a little off, with a puzzled expression.
Bai Qianqian, seeing that she seemed perfectly normal, carefully chose her words: "You... delivered the coffee? Did nothing happen?"
"No, nothing happened."
Zi Xi clumsily operated the health pot to brew flower tea, then turned to ask Bai Qianqian for help.
"Qianqian, would you like some of my homemade flower tea? It's good for replenishing your qi and blood."
Bai Qianqian shook her head dismissively, her nails digging deeply into her palms.
In her past life, when she was delivering coffee to Fu Senran, she accidentally tripped and spilled all the coffee on his chest. His perverted nature was already beginning to show back then.
When a normal person gets burned by coffee, they would scream and stand up to wipe it off, but he just smiled and pervertedly touched the reddened area, his eyes fixed on her.
Then, feigning kindness, he begins with a seemingly harmless compliment and gradually drags her into the abyss.
She thought that after her rebirth, Zixi would repeat the same thing she did in her previous life when she delivered coffee, but she was obviously wrong.
Or perhaps Zi Xi didn't want to say?
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