Ning Bingyu's lips touched something soft, a sensation as gentle as the fluttering of butterfly wings, yet with a hint of warmth.
He narrowed his eyes, deep in thought. "Hmm, it is—the Penhaligon's classic Elizabeth Rose."
He instinctively wanted to back away, but inexplicably stayed where he was, looking down at Chu Hongyu who was so close to him.
Chu Hongyu, on the other hand, blushed instantly as if she had been burned, and her whole body stiffened like a statue.
The air inside the carriage seemed to freeze, so quiet it was suffocating; you could even hear each other's heartbeats.
The few seconds of silence felt like an eternity.
After a brief standoff, Chu Hongyu suddenly snapped out of her daze and shoved Ning Bingyu away as if he were some kind of monster.
She hurriedly tidied her hair and pretended to be nonchalant as she said, "Young Master, don't joke around. I'm so tired of meetings every day, I don't have the mind to joke around."
Ning Bingyu looked at her flushed ears and evasive eyes, a playful smile playing on his lips.
He said nothing, his eyes suddenly turning cold, and he simply uttered two words: "Get out of the car."
Chu Hongyu felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She got out of the car as if she were fleeing and ran into the villa. Her back looked so flustered that it seemed as if she was being chased by a demon.
Ning Bingyu watched her fleeing figure, chuckled, and lit a cigar.
I've never seen a woman despise him like this before, as if she'd seen a ghost.
When asked if he liked Chu Hongyu, he replied, "Her beauty is universally admired."
But to be honest, he never considered touching the people around him.
What kind of woman hasn't he seen in his life?
In his view, there should be a tacit understanding between well-mannered and mature men and women regarding emotions and desires.
But being disliked like this is really...unpleasant.
Ning Bingyu exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
How much does she hate him? Hmm?
Meanwhile, back in her room, Chu Hongyu's heart was still pounding. She patted her burning cheeks, trying to calm herself down.
Chu Hongyu returned to her room, her heart still pounding. She patted her burning cheeks, trying to calm herself down.
It was all an accident; she didn't want anything to happen between her and her boss.
Ning Bingyu is an adult. As a seasoned womanizer, he should understand what it means to pretend nothing happened.
He has no shortage of women, and he has no interest in playing the kind of love games that the Hong Kong government plays.
Having finally escaped a nightmarish relationship, she had no intention of repeating the same mistake.
Chu Hongyu looked at the cold moon outside the window, her feelings complicated.
I dreamt again of Ning Bingyu, drunk, with glazed eyes and an aggressive aura, pinning me down...
She woke up with a start, covered in a cold sweat.
Damn it, I dreamt about him again! She scratched her hair in frustration and got up to take a hot shower.
That day, Chu Hongyu went to the company with dark circles under her eyes.
Stepping out of the company elevator and looking at Ning Bingyu's office door, she hesitated for a long time, experiencing for the first time what it meant to have the urge to flee in panic.
Just as she was debating whether to feign illness and ask for leave, Sister Ling came out of the office, saw her standing there, and frowned slightly—
"Assistant Chu, what are you doing standing here? The meeting is at ten o'clock. Have you received the data from the finance department?"
Chu Hongyu snapped out of her daze and looked at her busy and professional colleagues around her. Suddenly, she calmed down.
She's here to work and study for the Hong Kong government, not to find love. As long as she stays focused on her goals, everything else is just a passing phase. What's there to be afraid of?
She quickly regained her composure, rummaged through her bag, and handed the documents to Sister Ling: "Sister Ling, they're all here, please take a look."
Sister Ling took the document, quickly glanced through it, signed it, and said, "Alright, take it in with the other documents and give it to Young Master Ning."
Holding the documents, Chu Hongyu took a deep breath, knocked on the door, and then pushed open Ning Bingyu's office door.
Ning Bingyu was the only person in the office. He was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a coffee cup, gazing at the view of Victoria Harbour.
Hearing the door open, he turned around and glanced at her indifferently: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Chu Hongyu made no attempt to hide it; her skin was fair, and even foundation couldn't conceal her dark circles.
She simply lowered her eyes and said, "Yes, I stayed up late reading English books last night. Thank you for your concern, young master."
As she spoke, she placed the documents in her hand on Ning Bingyu's desk: "These are the documents needed for today's meeting."
Ning Bingyu picked up a document from the table, flipped through it casually, and asked indifferently, "Really nothing? I need you to accompany me to a cocktail party tonight; I need to drink."
"Don't worry, young master, I'm fine..." Chu Hongyu lowered her eyes.
Ning Bingyu put down the documents and looked at her with a half-smile: "Really nothing? You don't look well, are you sick?"
As he spoke, he casually reached out and touched her forehead.
Chu Hongyu froze, instinctively taking a step back and almost falling: "What are you doing?!"
Ning Bingyu quickly grabbed her, his face cold: "Why are you so nervous? Are you going to eat me?"
"I'm not nervous, I'm just not used to it..." Chu Hongyu retorted crisply, but her ears were burning.
Seeing her flustered state, Ning Bingyu's eyes darkened, and he said in a cold tone—
"You'd better get used to it. This is normal physical contact between 'lovers.' Don't let anyone notice anything amiss. Since you're fine, prepare well for the drinking party tonight and don't make any mistakes."
After saying that, he turned and left the office first: "Get ready for a meeting."
Chu Hongyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She rubbed her temples and couldn't help but chuckle bitterly to herself. "Money is hard to earn and life is tough," she thought. "That girl Ning Yuan was right."
Then, she hurriedly followed Ning Bingyu out the door.
...
That evening, Chu Hongyu changed into a black evening gown and attended the cocktail party with Ning Bingyu.
The light from the crystal chandelier poured down, illuminating the magnificent scene of the party. The men were dressed in suits and ties, and the women were dressed in flowing gowns. Laughter and the clinking of glasses mingled together.
Chu Hongyu plays the role of the perfect lover, charmingly dealing with all sorts of business people.
She knew that her every move was being watched by everyone, so she was even more cautious and dared not make the slightest mistake.
"Miss Chu, it's a pleasure to meet you." A greasy middle-aged man walked up to Chu Hongyu with a wine glass in hand, his eyes roaming over her.
"Young Master Ning is truly blessed to have such a confidante as you."
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