Chapter 79 Pack and Go
"Ding Dong" the doorbell rang quickly and continuously. Su Nian covered her head with the quilt in annoyance and snuggled into Ling Shen's arms, as if this could block out the annoying sound.
Soft hair brushed against Ling Shen's neck, bringing with it the lazy warmth of just waking up, and the slight displeasure he had originally felt at being disturbed instantly dissipated in the dependence of his lover.
Ling Shen looked at his lover in his arms with some amusement. They had indeed been fooling around a little late last night. After the candlelight dinner, the two of them cuddled on the sofa to watch an old movie. Su Nian munched on cherries and complained about the plot. Finally, she was so sleepy that she dozed off in his arms. He had to carefully carry her back to bed.
It was because of this that Su Nian was still lying in bed until this time, and even the sunlight shining on his face through the gaps in the curtains could not wake him up.
Song Ze stood outside the door and looked at the message from Ling Shen on his phone, "Don't press it, I'm up." His fingertips were pinching the phone case, which turned slightly white. He had already gone over today's meeting schedule three times in his mind.
It was clearly a very ordinary message, but Song Ze could see dissatisfaction in it - it was a kind of hidden displeasure of having his private time disturbed.
Song Ze looked at the still closed door with a feeling of injustice and helplessness on his face.
He didn't want to knock on the door so early in the morning. It would have been fine if it were any other day, but today he happened to be in a crucial negotiation with a partner, and the other party's team had already arrived at the company's conference room in advance.
He waited downstairs for an hour but Ling Shen didn't show up, and no one answered the phone, so he had no choice but to go upstairs and knock on the door, mentally prepared to be "treated coldly".
After Ling Shen finished washing and tidying up, he tiptoed to the bedside and looked at Su Nian curled up in a ball with a soft look in his eyes.
He was afraid that the noise of opening the door would wake him up, but he didn't want to leave him alone at home, so he simply found a thick cashmere blanket and carefully wrapped Su Nian tightly.
Only a small part of his fair chin and the side of his face as he slept peacefully was revealed, and then he quietly opened the door.
"Mr. Ling..." Song Ze hadn't finished speaking yet. He had just uttered two words when he was stopped by Ling Shen's eyes. The eyes contained a warning of "Don't make a sound", which made him swallow the rest of the words back instantly.
When he saw the blanket rolled up like a "little dumpling" in Ling Shen's arms, and a few strands of soft hair sticking out from the gaps in the blanket, Song Ze was even more shocked, with his mouth slightly open, and he didn't react for a long time.
He has followed Ling Shen for so many years, but this is the first time he has seen his boss carry someone in his arms and go out. And judging from the posture, it is obvious that he is going to take the person to the company?
Ling Shen didn't explain anything, and didn't even give Song Ze a chance to look at her again. He carefully adjusted the position of Su Nian in his arms to prevent her from being choked by the cold wind in the corridor, and turned around and went downstairs holding the still sleeping Su Nian.
The person in his arms was very light, breathing evenly, and the warm breath passed through the blanket to his chest, instantly relaxing his originally tense nerves.
"This... this... what's going on." Song Ze stood there in a daze, watching Ling Shen's back disappear around the corner of the stairs, before he dared to mutter to himself in a low voice.
He shook his head and without thinking too much, he quickly ran after him. He had only one thought in his mind: It's over, today's meeting might be a "special situation", he had to quickly explain to the secretary's office and make preparations in advance, so as not to disturb this "special guest".
When going downstairs, Ling Shen deliberately slowed down his pace, taking each step very steadily.
Holding the person tightly in his arms, Ling Shen ordered Song Ze to drive. Song Ze felt that this was the most difficult driving trip in his career. He didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing Su Nian's sleep.
Even the brakes were changed to light braking, and they started slowing down two hundred meters before the traffic light, for fear that the inertia of sudden braking would wake up the person sleeping in the back seat.
It was not until the vibration from the car running over the speed bump completely disappeared and it was parked steadily in the designated parking space in Area B2 of the company's underground parking lot that Song Ze's knuckles gripping the steering wheel finally regained color.
The rearview mirror reflected the huddled figure in the back seat. He secretly glanced at the man with a tense jawline. His Adam's apple rolled as he wanted to say something, but Ling Shen's cold gaze forced it back into his throat.
The moment the elevator number jumped to the 32nd floor, Ling Shen had already wrapped Su Nian in the camel-colored cashmere blanket tighter.
The door of the president's lounge at the end of the corridor was ajar. The humidifier that had been adjusted in advance by the secretariat was emitting mist. The warm air blowing from the central air-conditioning outlet was wrapped in the fragrance of cedar and citrus, isolating the cold of the winter night from outside.
Ling Shen carefully placed the man on the bed, brushed his slender fingers across Su Nian's flushed cheek, and carefully tucked the corner of the blanket that had slipped off into his neck. He didn't straighten up reluctantly until he heard his even and long breathing.
"Notice, the meeting will start in 5 minutes on time." Ling Shen's voice was half an octave lower than usual, with a hoarseness that he himself was not aware of.
After saying that, Ling Shen gently kissed Su Nian on the forehead, re-tidied his clothes, and then quietly opened the door and left.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the conference room, the sunlight dyed the glass curtain wall golden.
The moment Ling Shen pushed the door open and walked in, the representatives of the partners collectively held their breath - the man who was like a cold sword drawn from its sheath on ordinary days, now had an indelible gentleness between his eyebrows, and the cold light reflected by his tie clip seemed to be wrapped in a soft light filter.
However, this illusion only lasted until the moment Ling Shen opened the project book. The sound of his fingertips tapping heavily on the data report reminded everyone of the rumored ruthless and murderous devil of the business world.
Until the intermission reminder sounded, Ling Shen tapped the black conference table with his fingertips, and the metal pen made a crisp sound when it collided with the wooden table.
He closed his leather folder neatly, and the cold gleam of his watch was revealed as his suit cuffs slipped down. He stood up with the neatness that was unique to a workplace elite.
The tense backs of the partners finally relaxed. Some loosened their ties and slumped on the leather seats, while others took out cigarette cases and tapped the table. The aroma of coffee wafting from the direction of the lounge, mixed with long-suppressed sighs, swirled in the air outlet of the central air conditioner.
They thought Ling Shen had suddenly changed his temper and they could get some benefits. Who would have thought that Ling Shen was still the same Ling Shen, and even if his temper had improved a little, it had nothing to do with them.
Ling Shen hurried out of the meeting room but had no time to think about the partner's mood. He unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, and the elevator mirror reflected the sharpness in his eyes.
The subtle exchanges at the meeting were still ringing in his ears, but at this moment his mind was filled with the figure curled up under the blanket in the lounge.
Su Nian in the lounge had already opened his eyes, but he was still a little overwhelmed by the unfamiliar environment. It was not until he sat up that he suddenly realized something, and then he laughed helplessly.
At this moment, the door of the lounge was gently pushed open, and Ling Shen's slender figure appeared at the door.
His suit cuffs were casually rolled up, his tie hung loosely around his neck, and his eyes still showed the fatigue from the meeting.
But when his eyes fell on Su Nian who had already sat up on the bed, a gentle light instantly lit up in his eyes, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, and he walked briskly towards the bed.
"Are you awake? Are you hungry?" Ling Shen's voice was low and hoarse, with an imperceptible tenderness.
He bent down and gently embraced Su Nian in his arms, his chin resting on the top of his head, his warm breath brushing across the side of his neck, as if he wanted to rub her entire body into his.
The elegant fragrance of Su Nian lingered around Ling Shen's nose, and his nerves, which had been tense for a long time in the meeting, finally relaxed completely at this moment.
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